An unpopular poem about summer

1. Ask for a few short articles about summer, the first one that is unpopular: the summer night of childhood-an infinitely beautiful summer night, sultry and irritable.

Hiding in a cool room, drinking cold and refreshing beer and watching messy and noisy TV are boring and boring. Outside the window is the city sky, brilliant.

Neon lights and street lamps in tall buildings have already lit up the summer night sky. The stars shining all over the sky in memory, as well as the moon with a smiling face, are out of sight and have disappeared.

But in my memory, the colorful summer night of my childhood always haunts me. When I was a child, it was a summer night without dazzling neon lights in the city, busy people and cars and noisy TV.

It was a happy time, frogs were singing and stars were shining. At that time, on a summer night, you can walk with your family on a green winding mountain road and climb to the top of the mountain, lie on the green straw mat, smell the sweetness of the grass and count the stars in the sky.

You can also step on the narrow path in the field with your family and go to the field; Smell the intoxicating rice fragrance in the field and listen to the frogs singing happily in the field. There is also the need to catch moths and shiny scarabs and dance like meteors with friends under the mercury lamp on the roadside.

However, the most unforgettable thing is the summer night sports meeting. On a summer night, on a flat land; Boys and girls; Happy friends all sit together, holding hands; Above, it's a happy star.

A small partner, holding a faint handkerchief, circled around the small partner, waiting for the opportunity, and put the small handkerchief behind the small partner with the singing of the small partner. In this cheerful atmosphere, friends sang in unison: "throw away the handkerchief, throw away the handkerchief."

Please put it behind the child, don't tell him ... tell him, quick, quick ... "

That song, in the boundless night sky on a summer night, travels far under the starry sky. Spread to the distant starry sky, spread to the whole night world. ...

Chapter 2: Summer-the world of cicadas and dragonflies. The high temperature in summer has lasted for several days. Hot and boring.

In the morning, despite a night's rest, the Broussonetia papyrifera downstairs is still so drooping and listless. The mountains and clouds on the horizon seem sleepy and tired.

But the fruit of Broussonetia papyrifera is bright red, like a twinkling red star looming among the dense leaves. In such a groggy and boring world, only cicadas are awake and happy. They started their high-decibel singing happily in the early morning.

I am also busy singing from one tree to another. Not tired, not worried at all.

In the Woods and grasslands. Only occasionally, a bug flies around wildly, but I don't know where it is going.

However, I'm afraid the most energetic one is the dragonfly. They spread their beautiful and light wings and are busy flying around in the open fields, looking for traces of mosquitoes and moths. When the sky is clear and sunny, people will hide in the house in a hurry.

Outside, in the vast world, it is the world of cicadas and dragonflies. Summer is theirs.

Chapter three: In the cicada singing, recall the memory of summer. "It's the hardest to stop when it's hot and cold." It's true. "Residual clouds collect summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze".

The stars will turn and the seasons will alternate, which is an eternal natural law. However, when people face one threshold after another that they have to step on, they often have a nostalgic idea, although not everyone is "everyone is bitter in summer, I love long summer". The high and low notes of cicadas seem to make the scorching summer longer.

"The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight." Therefore, in people's minds, the scenery and feelings of summer are always deeply fixed in their hearts with the unique rhythm of this season. Are you leaving in summer? Following the cicadas ringing in my heart all summer, I combed the memories of summer in my mind.

Summer is coming, where is your track? Where is summer? In the tireless cicada singing, in several lightning and thunder showers, in the burning sun, in the lush shade, in fact, it has been floating in our memory. "Waterfalls contain autumn air, and vines bring cool summer." In the heat, we have vaguely felt a chill, and it seems that we have heard another sound besides cicada singing, which is vaguely ringing in our hearts.

A trace of melancholy surged up, and summer passed like this! "In summer, the courtyard is deep and the pomegranate flowers are full of curtains." In summer, we feel its fiery feelings and appreciate its passionate and hearty style. Although, it is difficult for us to adapt to and accept this fiery enthusiasm.

"The shade is thick and the summer is long, and the balcony reflects the pond." Summer is the most beautiful season, with plenty of precipitation, abundant rain and lush vegetation, but full of green is on the hillside and fields, and the fragrance of vegetation is attractive and fascinating.

Drifting away, rushing by, still the same, still calm. "Deep in the bamboo forest, where insects are singing, it is the wind when it is cool."

In the cicada singing, there are both the heat of summer heat and transpiration, drowsiness and irritability, the green lotus in the pond and the bright moon hanging high in the sky. Drifting away, rushing by, still the same, still calm.

Enthusiasm is the essence of summer. Cicadas sing, playing the memory of summer.

Chapter 4: In midsummer, the smell is bad, but I can see the snow geese sleeping in the clear spring. Liu Hua's stars are charming, and it is suspected that fire buds burn green branches.

The shade is dense, there is no winding path, and it is chilly. Yesterday I lamented that summer was shallow, but now I feel that summer is deep.

The sun god burned and baked the earth fiercely, and Tianhe was stingy and didn't borrow the cold. The bamboo is tired and reclining, and the lotus is unintentional and graceful.

Smoky wind, sweaty light shirts, people walking in a hurry, steaming, dreams in the afternoon, worrying about their families. Melons and plums are juicy and easy to produce, but it's harder to watch plums.

The wind roared, the rain rolled, and the thunderbolt cracked the sky. Beads and curtains are densely woven, shuttles are in full swing, and the mighty army sweeps the enemy. Who will compete with the dragon and tiger momentum? The air is foggy, so it is difficult to tell the way home in the desert.

In a blink of an eye, it rained, the summer heat disappeared by half, clouds wandered around, and the sky in Raymond Yu rolled. The rough waves and the drums of frogs made the dense crowd listen to the chanting.

Cicada is making a new sound, and bird's nest is flapping its wings. The vegetation is condensed with crystal dew, and the green leaves are greener.

Mud, air, gardenia and fragrance blow on your face, and your vitality is not diminished. Chapter 5: The sun comes from the east in summer.

2. Poems describing spring are more unpopular than Spring Night.

Author: Wang Anshi

The golden stove leaks incense, and the wind blows cold. Spring bothers me that I can't sleep, and the moon moves the railing.

Nanhu early spring

Author: Bai Juyi

The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight. The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.

Oriental early spring

Author: Juyuan Yang

The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven. If you stay in the forest, then you are a flower watcher when you go out.

Qing Yu

Author: Wang Jia

Before the rain, there were flowers in the flowers, but after the rain, there were no flowers in the leaves. The butterfly flies over the wall, which is suspected to be the spring scenery next door.

Suxiting

Author: Dai Shulun

The grass grows on the Suxi Pavilion. Who will stop on the east wind for twelve days? Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.

Chunti Lake

Author: Bai Juyi

The spring scenery on the lake is picturesque, and the chaotic peaks are scattered around the checkpoint. There are thousands of green hills on the pine row and a pearl in the heart of the moon. Early rice is pumped by the blue carpet line, and the green Luo skirt shows Xinpu. I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half of it was this lake.

3. What are the less popular ancient poems about two people who have met each other for a long time? 1. There are celebrities in Gaozhai.

I hate to meet you late, and the old wine soldier is handsome in poetry. Laugh at a cold age for a thousand years.

2. Fishermen don't ask each other when they meet, and Xiao returns to the island gate. 3, meet each other late, hate not to meet each other early.

4, serving on the battlefield, we haven't seen each other for a long time. At that time, I met and hated each other late.

We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again. 7. A flat world is far away.

There is no distance between you and me. I met the gentlemen late.

8. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. 9. Tears return to the eyes, never meet each other before marriage.

You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.

10, when we first met, you hated being late. Qin Zheng hasn't finished playing a piece of music, but he has no choice but to complain.

1 1. After meeting flowers, I threw red beans in the dark with my hands. It's puzzling.

12, I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this! 13, meeting several times is like meeting for the first time, and there is no resentment in the end. 14, when my concubine is left blank, it is often rare to meet each other.

15, Huijun Mingzhu burst into tears, wishing she could not meet each other and get married. 16, we rarely meet each other, and the north wind blows Nanweng down.

4. Seek some poems that are artistic, philosophical or lyrical but relatively unpopular. The more the better, the less the word "Magnolia", lonely and desolate people don't ask.

I want to know how I am knotted, like Zhuan Xu incense in a golden furnace. Long eyebrows are always locked so that the spring breeze can't stretch.

Trapped in a dangerous building, I have to worry about every word of Hong Fei. I am glad that the desert is cold and I am going to the small building. "Little Silver Rogue" is like a poor autumn, and the light smoke and flowing water are quiet.

Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, endless silk rain is as thin as sorrow, and small silver hooks hang curtains. Lost in the fog, lost in the moonlight, Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.

The lonely pavilion closes the moon in Joan Hinton, and the cuckoo sounds in the setting sun. Plum blossoms are sent by mail, and fish live long. This hatred has no weight.

Fortunately, Chen Qiang bypassed Chen Shan. Who did he get off in Xiaoxiang for? Looking at the tide of the sea, the stars are divided into bullfights, and the border is connected with Huaihai and Yangzhou.

Flowers are fragrant, warblers are singing, and Pearl is miles east. The heroic spirit is like a rainbow, and gold and purple bloom in spring.

Flying from the cover, weeping willows in the lane, and green smoke in the north and south painted on the bridge. Memories of the motherland are endless, heroic and spirited, with fans hanging on the floor.

The moon is looking up at the sky, the sails are bright, and the pearls are splashing in the rain. Let's talk about the horse ichthyosaur. The past is lonely, but it is turbulent.

It is best to spend thousands of words when you leave the palace. Playing Liu Changqing's piano, your seven strings are like the sound of the cold wind in the pine forest.

Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today. My retreat in Zhongnanshan: Wang Wei, my middle-aged heart found a way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain.

Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.

Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home. "Yue Nv Ci" (Li Bai) is a lotus-picking girl in Xiye. Sing back when you meet the guests.

He smiled and hid in the lotus, pretending to be ashamed. Ancient Jia Dao was mediocre and complicated, with a century-old double hub.

People with lofty ideals are always pregnant, and good horses are full of days. Everyone is not idle, who is a bosom friend?

There are two lines of tears in my eyes, and I have already hanged three jade confessions. There are five mountains in Jiayu Island of Beiyue Temple, and Heng Yue lives in the north.

Rocks pile up thousands of pounds, bizarre and unpredictable. People dare not enter, and the temple is dark during the day.

Sometimes it rains, and the world is sprinkled. God bless, Yongkang is my kingdom.

Hungry in Jia Dao, there are firewood mountains, and this house is smoke-free. There is a fountain at the bottom of the well, and the kettle is empty.

I want to see the day when snow will fill the sky. Sit and smell Xi Zhuang Qin, freezing two or three strings.

The ancients said that hunger is nothing to others.

5. What are the unpopular poems, but the poems with beautiful artistic conception are 1. Life has no roots and floats like a stranger.

-Jin Tao Yuanming's Rootless Life 2. Rongrong is under the window and the willows are in front of the secret hall. -Jin Tao Yuanming's Orchids under the Banyan Window 3. Shake the spring breeze, flatter the spring day and read the wind.

-Bao Zhao in the Song Dynasty's Plum Blossoms Fall on Many Miscellaneous Trees. 4. A touch of snow on the east pillar makes life clear. -Song Su Shi's Donglan Pear Flower 5. If you don't know the way in your dream, how can you comfort your homesickness? -Shen Yue's "Don't Fan An Cheng" in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Volume 6. Still send Zhu, looking forward to Hejin.

-Yin Keng Southern and Northern Dynasties "Jiangjin can't send Liu Guanglu" Volume 7. I shed a thousand tears and wrote a letter to Li. -Northern and Southern Dynasties Yu Xin "Send Wang Lin" 8. Wan Li Road in Yangguan, no one returned.

-Southern and Northern Dynasties Yu Xin "Farewell to Zhou Shangshu" 9. Orchestral string peach plum moon, curtain phoenix building. -Tang Xuxuan's "Throwing the Ball" 10, the fine grass scares the geese, and the residual flowers are intoxicating.

-What are the most beautiful poems in Li Shangyin's Li Sao in the late Tang Dynasty? 1, the sunset glow is white, and the tide rises. -Wang Wei's "Xing Guizhou" in the Tang Dynasty 2. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

-Wang Wei's "The Summit" in the Tang Dynasty 3. The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near. -In the Tang Dynasty, Han Yu was a member of the Ministry of Water Affairs in early spring, Zhang Shiba. 4. Pick chrysanthemums under the hedge and see Nanshan leisurely.

-Jin Tao Yuanming's Drinking.

6. Wait online tonight, just answer one. Hello! Glad to answer your question: fill in the antonym: 1.

Turn (whole) into (zero) 2. Abandon (dark) vote (bright) 3.

Good (start) good (end) 4. Go (fake) save (real) four pairs of Spring Festival couplets and a door of "hundred blessings and peace": Vientiane is renewed for one year, and the four seasons of spring always bloom. Cross-section: Welcome the Spring Festival, spring is blooming, and the four seasons are safe. Cross-section: Celebrating the Spring Festival, Time flies through the ages, Good Times in the Contemporary Era, New Cross-section of Mountains and Rivers: Vientiane renews its treasure land, Wang Fu cares for its family for thousands of years, and everything goes well. Step by step: Ji Zhao returned to his original strength and unified the mountains and rivers for a hundred years. Mutual approval: Guotai Min 'an Spring Rain Silk moistens things silently, red plum embroidery, Qian Shan mutual approval: everything is full of spring, get rid of old habits, five stresses and four beauties foster new styles, and mutual approval: farewell to the old spring, spring is full, spring is full, and Qian Shan is boundless. Cross-batch: Vientiane updates the new cross-batch of years between the mountains and rivers in the snow; Hongmei's motto in spring: Turn on the lights at three o'clock and raise chickens at five o'clock. That is, when a person is studying, he doesn't know that he studied hard early, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, regretting that he studied late.

-Yan Zhenqing teenagers are easy to learn but hard to get old. Every inch of time is an inch of light. -Zhu My life is limited, but so is my knowledge.

-Zhuangzi Young people will be sad if they don't work hard. There are three steps to a long song: the future comes late, the present flies like an arrow, and the past is always static.

-Schiller The meaner he is to time, the more generous time is to him. If you want time to live up to you, first of all, you should live up to time.

He who gives up time, time also gives up on him. There is a problem in life, and that is how to make one inch of time equal to one inch of life.

From which idiom: Ding showed off foreign wisdom and filled in the words 1. The Door of the Poor Family-Cold Door, Chai Men II.

Wrong method-evil 3. Flexible approach-tip 4.

Very attractive thing-heat 5. Things that go unnoticed-unpleasantness 6.

No visitors-Gate 7 is closed. Go to the door and ask for advice humbly-go to the door 8.

The metaphor is very expert-the door of the class is full of Chinese characters 1. This wood comes from Chaishan, and it is made (smoke) and (much) by fire.

Red is a bird by the river, and silkworm is a poem describing summer: April is beautiful, May is beautiful: it refers to grass plants that bear seeds. Nau: The name of grass, also called "polygala tenuifolia", tastes bitter and can be used as medicine.

Cicada, also known as cicada. This describes the poetry of summer: in April, distant longing bears fruit, and in May, cicadas keep singing.

"The Book of Songs, Wind and July" Summer vacation in April, summer vacation in June: coming. This poem describing summer means: summer begins in April and ends in June.

The Book of Songs Xiaoya April Xia Meng has plants and trees around his house to help Xia Meng: the first month in summer and the fourth month in the lunar calendar. Lush: The appearance of lush leaves.

The first summer of reading Shan Hai Jing in Tao Jin Yuanming was still peaceful, and the grass did not stop: Xia Meng, April of the lunar calendar. Rest: prosperity and decline.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Xie Lingyun's Poem of Swimming Pool Jin Fanhai is full of beautiful scenery, with bright candlelight, and the first spring in the clear summer is the end of spring. Summer harvest: early summer.

In the southern dynasties, the wind boiled wheat, and the rain chased plum. In the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Yu Xin believed in "Fengxia", where bamboo was cultivated under the shadow of a summer pond, and Longfengtan sat high on the shore: beside the water. Sui Yang Guang, by the summer river, the mountain light in the west suddenly goes out, and the moon rises slowly from the lake in the east.

Open my window, lie down calmly and write down the cool scenery of sunset, moon and summer night. Tang Meng Haoran's "Summer is in the South Pavilion", the small pool disappears in summer, and the big tree cools early, returning? What material is the broken pen made of? Midsummer bitter night is short, open porch is cool: window.

Tang Du Fu's "Summer Night Sigh" is green and quiet in the daytime, and the solitary flower indicates the solitary flower in spring: a flower. Chun Ying: The remnants of spring have arrived in early summer.

You Kai Yuan Jing She by Wu Ying, Tang Wei, collected the summer heat in the remnant clouds, and the new rain brought autumn haze: fog. Tang Cen Can's "Shuige sends Huayin Wang Shaofu to the county" began with the yin qi in midsummer, and autumn is like a cloud. Half midsummer: half midsummer, half lunar May.

Seats: The way the wind blows. Tang Hanyu finished "Sending Master Liu's Clothes", and Xin Qiuyan took Tang Baijuyi's "Night Banquet" to Jiangnan in midsummer, edited by Ci Zhun.

Xia Meng: Early summer refers to the fourth month of the lunar calendar. Cizhu: the name of bamboo, also known as mother bamboo.

F: It seems to be arranged. Qi: The ancients thought that blowing slugs (giant clams) could create a virtual scene of the castle. It is actually an illusion that light passes through air with different densities and reflects the prospect in the air. It is also called a mirage.

Orchestral music: Describe frogs singing like playing music. Tangjia? M "Xia Meng" rock water slides like rain, and Candy Luo blocks the sun and summer. The weather is colder and there are more rocks. Slippery: Springs and waterfalls on rocks are flying in the air, like rain curtains hanging on sunny days.

Candy Luo's sentence: The vines are winding in the forest, and the shade covers the sun, which makes people feel cool in midsummer. Tang Fanggan's "Top of Hongji" is dark in summer, and the balcony reflects into the pool.

Crystal curtains fluttered in the breeze, and the courtyard was full of fragrant crystal curtains: Describe the balcony reflection as crystal curtains in the water, Ming Che. The high-profile "Summer Pavilion" in Tang Dynasty has fine rain and grass hanging on the wall, and the wind on the water returns to the settlement. "Lin Ting, a Summer Veteran" The warm wind makes the sunny days smell of wheat, and the grass in the shade is better than the fragrance of wheat when it blooms: the fragrance of wheat when it is harvested.

Flowering time: when the flowers bloom. Wang Song Anshi's Early Summer is a Thing. Why do you hate it when Fang Fei is gone? Summer wood is just a pleasant fragrance: fragrant flowers and plants.

Cute: suitable for people. Close "Black Sky in March" The wind is old, the warbler is young, the rain is fat, and the Li Shuqing Circle in the afternoon: the laudatory name of a tree.

This poem about summer means that young birds grow in the breeze, abundant rain fattens plums, and at noon, a cool round shade forms under the tree. Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Square Xia Jing" in Song Dynasty, after the rain, the lotus flowers are full of fragrance, and the magical pumpkins are cool. Divine pumpkin: melons and fruits are soaked in cold water.

The drowsy weather in Yuan's Memories of Wang Ci is getting longer and longer. Song notes Shu Zhen's "Landscape" cloud: "Xie Que Haitang flies to the end, and the longer he is trapped." No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly In the Song Dynasty, the four seasons in Fan Chengda were idyllic, and the breeze broke Xia San Day. In Wang Hui's Crossing Shagou Store, it rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Song Zhao Shi Xiu's date: "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.

It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. "Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new red and purple in midsummer: it refers to all kinds of flowers.

Song Lu You's quatrain in early summer: "Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer. You can't know who you are until you fall into the path of Summer.

7. Ancient poems describing the four seasons: Don't be unpopular. Tang He Zhang's "Liu Yong" four seasons famous sentence: "Jasper makeup tree, thousands of strands of blue silk hanging down.

I don't know who to cut it for, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Tang Hanyu's" Early Spring is Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs ":"The sky is raining and crisp, and the grass is near and far.

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. Chun Xue in Oriental Autumn of Tang Dynasty: "Chun Xue is full of air and feels like a flower.

Snow White seems reluctant to part with this late spring, but proudly sprinkled a fly on the tree in front of the court. "Su Song Shunqin's" Crossing the Water ":"chun yin hangs green grass and sometimes has beautiful flowers and trees.

At night, under the lonely boat ancient temple, Sichuan is full of wind and rain. Song Zhao Shi Xiu's "Dating": "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.

It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. "Song Lu's quatrains on a tour in early summer": "Red and purple turn into dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer.

It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person. "Five Poems of Tang Wang Changling believing in Autumn": "The phoenix tree leaves in Jinjing are yellow, and the pearl curtain does not roll frost at night.

Jade pillow jade pillow looks like a withered face, lying on your back and worrying about listening to the south temple-style leaking face. Poetry spring 1, early spring: the rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far away.

-Han Yu "Early Spring" 2. This morning in spring, I woke up carefree and there were birds singing everywhere. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" 3. The silk river with beautiful spring scenery floats between heaven and earth, like a cloud next to Yufeng, from ancient times to the present.

-Du Fu's "Climbing the Building" 4. You can't close the garden in spring, but an apricot leaves the wall. -Ye Shaoweng's "Garden is worthless" 5. Doing nothing, it seems that I have met Yan's return.

-Yan Shu's "Huanxisha" 6. Early spring: I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow" 7. Early spring: Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the spring soil.

-Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang 8. The spring tide is in Lian Haiping, and the bright moon is born on the sea. -Zhang "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" 9. Why do Qiang people blame Yangliu? Spring breeze is not enough.

-Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci 10, Huayang Luoman, Wendao Longdu Wuxijian. -Li Bai's Heard that Wang Changling moved to the Longbiao Kiln on the left 1 1. When will the bright moon shine on me?

-Wang Anshi's "Boating a Boat" 12, so the old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. -Li Bai's "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Summer 1, Daohuaxiang said harvest, listening to frogs.

-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" 2. Xiao He only showed sharp corners, and a dragonfly stood on it. -Yang Wanli's Little Pool 3. The bright moon is not surprised, and the breeze hums at midnight.

-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon 4. The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond. -Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" 5. Clothes and towels are full of dates, and cars are ringing in the south of the village.

-Su Shi's "Huanxisha" 6. After returning to the boat in the evening, I strayed into the depths of the lotus. -Li Qingzhao's "Dream" 7. Lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and hibiscus flowers bloom to both sides of the face.

-Wang Changling's Song of Picking Lotus 8. Dropping dew, the voice is sparse. -Yu Shinan "Cicada" 9. The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower reflects differently in the sun.

-Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang" autumn 1, wait until the holiday in the mountains, and I will come back in chrysanthemum time. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village" 2. Frosty night and Jiang Feng worry about sleeping.

-Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge 3. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. -Du Fu's Mountain Trip 4. The clear sky is full of cranes and clouds, and poetry attracts Bixiao.

-Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Ci" 5. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. -Liu Yuxi's autumn poems 6. Nothing to say, go to the West Building alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locks the autumn in the deep courtyard-Li Yu's Meet You Huan 7. There are many trees and lush grass.

-Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea" 8. The operation of the sun and the moon seems to be from the vast ocean. -Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea" 9. The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose goes without paying attention.

-Fan Zhongyan's "Fisherman's Pride" 10, the autumn wind is high in August, and my family is three hairs. -Du Fu's Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage 1 1 And the autumn wind is blowing my heart and heading for Yutong forever.

-Li Bai's Midnight Wu Ge 12 If the weather in autumn is not so crisp and clear, the quiet evening may seem a little sad. -Meng Haoran's "Autumn Mountain King Wu" 13, silver candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies.

-Mutu's Autumn Night 14 Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll forward. -Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain 15. Sprinkle drizzle on the river to wash away the autumn.

-Liu Yong's "Whispering Ganzhou" Winter 1, thousands of miles of ice, snow in Wan Li. -Mao Zedong's "Qinyuan Spring Snow" 2. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

-"Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu Gui" 3. Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai. -Li Bai's Popular North 4. The sea is dry, the clouds are pale and Wan Li is condensed.

-Cen Can's "Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home" 5. The north wind rolls white grass, and eight In the snow crosses Tatar Day. -Cen Can's "A Song of Snow to Send Tian Shuji Wu Home" 6. I wonder if the tree in the garden is really a plum.

-Oriental Autumn "Chun Xue" 7. Heaven and man are willing to be extremely clever and cut water and make flowers fly. -Lu Chang's "Surprised Snow" 8. There are some plums in the corner, and hanling opens them alone.

-Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossom" 9. See how Zhongnanshan takes off, and the white top is over the clouds. -On the Snow Peak in Central South by Zuyong 10 A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river snow.

-Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue 1 1, thousands of miles away in Huang Yun during the day, the north wind blows snow one after another. -Gao Shi's "Don't move big" 12 and the sharp wind tip cuts the face like a knife, and the snow sweats on horseback.