There are four seasons described in classical Chinese.

1. If you describe the four seasons, you must describe autumn in classical Chinese.

Song Ouyang Xiu's Ode to Autumn Sound

Ouyang Zi was reading at night when he heard a voice coming from the southwest. He was horrified and said, "What a surprise!" " At first, it dripped with Xiao Sa, but suddenly it rushed and bumped, such as night terrors of stormy waves and sudden storms. It touches things, clank and sound, and gold and iron ring; Another example is the dead soldiers, street pieces scurrying, not listening to orders, only listening to the voices of people and horses. Yu said to the boy, "What's that noise? You watch. " The boy said, "The stars and the moon are clear, the Ming River is in the sky, and the trees are silent."

Yu Yue said, "Alas! Why do you come here to listen to the sound of autumn? Gai Fuqiu's behavior is also like this: its color is dim and smoke gathers; Its capacity is clear, the sky is high and the sun is shining; Its gas is bitter, hurting people's bones and muscles; Its meaning is gloomy, and the mountains and rivers are lonely. Therefore, it is also a sound, sad and urgent, calling for anger. The grass is lush, and the cage is pleasant; Grass turns white when brushed, and wood falls off when touched; It scattered the people because its anger was fierce. And the officers of the criminal police were also Yin at that time; It is like a soldier, using gold; It means the spirit of heaven and earth, and is often based on cold. Heaven is to things, and spring gives birth to autumn. So in music, too, the voice of business dominates the voice of the west; Yi is the law of July. Business, injury, old sadness; Easy, kill life, kill it if you have more than enough. Ha ha! Herbs are ruthless and sometimes fall off. Artificial animals are just things. Worry is the heart, and everything is shaped. If you move in the middle, you must shake its essence. However, the situation is beyond his ability, and he is worried about his wisdom. It is the tree that suits his greatness, and the black one is the star. Why not take the quality of non-stone and win glory with the vegetation? Think about who is a thief, why hate autumn sound! "

The boy was right. He fell asleep with his head down, but I sighed because of the chirping of insects around him.

Thanks to Tao Jinghong, China's calligraphy book, the beauty of mountains and rivers. The mountain peaks soar into the sky and the streams are crystal clear. The stone walls on both sides are colorful and set each other off. Green Woods, green bamboo clusters, four. The fog will rest at dawn, and apes and birds will sing wildly. Night is coming and the scales are sinking. It's really the fairy capital of the world of desire, and since it's entertaining itself, it's nothing strange. The magnificence of mountains and rivers has been shared by people since ancient times. The peaks here go straight into the sky, the clear streams are crystal clear, and the cliffs on both sides of the river complement each other in the sun. Cang Lin Cui Zhu, evergreen all the year round. Every morning, the night fog will die, and apes can be heard whistling and birds singing; Every evening, when the sun sets, you can see fish jumping in the water. This is really a fairyland on earth! Kasper? Lingyun, no one can be in this beautiful landscape.

2. Describe the ancient prose of spring, summer, autumn and winter-firecrackers are one year old, and the spring breeze enters Tu Su from send warm.

Spring rain-the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. Spring flowers-a melancholy snow in Donglan, life is clear.

Spring night-it's already late at night, and the big dipper languishes in the south. Spring water-Spring water is bluer than the sky. Draw a boat and listen to the rain.

Spring breeze-Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan. When will the bright moon shine on me? Spring-you can easily recognize the east wind, and all colors are always spring.

Spring scenery-try to see it from the detached platform, a flower city, half full of spring water. Spring outing-the east wind knows that I want mountains, blowing down the rain between the eaves.

Spring thoughts-the spring heart is not * * * flowers contend for hair, even if this flame of love, is it only ashes? . The silence of spring-the rain brought by spring tide comes late and comes in a hurry, and no one crosses the boat in the wild.

Spring sorrow-ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a spring dream of a river flowing eastward-just put a piece on your pillow and you will be in the south of Wan Li. Spring resentment-natural infatuation in life, this resentment has nothing to do with romantic.

Returning to spring-falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. Xia Song-Xu Lai with a cool breeze and a flowing pavilion.

Summer scenery-the leaves of Chuyang are withered and it rains all night, the water is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus are at one stroke. Early summer-Sophora japonica turns into rainy and dusty, cherry cheese, with a new taste.

Hot summer-sun gear can't freeze at noon, and all countries are like in a stove. Summer rain-the wind shakes mountains and rivers and turns angry waves, raindrops fly in the air and shoot strong crossbows in summer water-the shadow of the stream sees rattan and bamboo, and the fragrance of the pool smells lotus flowers.

Summer night-cool off at night, open my window and lie down quietly. Summer flowers-lotus leaves and skirts are cut in the same color, and hibiscus flowers bloom on both sides of the face.

Summer bird-an egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. Xia Chan-Dropping dew, flowing out of Tongtong.

Summer Festival-colored lines are lightly wrapped around the red jade arm, and small symbols tend to be in Lv Yun, Guangxi. Si Xia-Xia Chong also kept silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight! Summer tour-the wind and water are mixed, and the empty mountains are like playing the piano.

Summer fun-lazily shaking the white feather fan, naked in the green forest. Autumn rain-tall buildings long for dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of plane trees.

Autumn night-in my sleep, the autumn sound is nowhere to be found, and the leaves are full of steps. Autumn sound-I didn't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond, but the leaves in front of the steps had autumn sound.

Autumn leaves-the wind blows bamboo in the middle of the night, and all the leaves are hate. Autumn color-the rain invades the urn and the new moss is green, and the autumn leaves are red when entering the cross forest.

Autumn moon-the moonlight is flooded and the emptiness echoes. Autumn chrysanthemum-it is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown down in the north wind.

Wan Li, an old friend, has never been heard from, and plans to ask Jiangtou to break the flood. Autumn sorrow-don't say that you are always idle, and write clear sorrow every night.

Autumn is full-the west wind blows the leaves all over the lake, and when I put on my autumn clothes for the first time, I feel autumn-it's a pity to go out and see the leaves flying by the lake. Qiu Meng —— Back in the autumn night at the beginning of my dream, Eden was still sleeping.

Memories of autumn-the anvil pestle knocks on the deep lane, and the phoenix tree shakes down the autumn hometown. Enlightenment of autumn-everyone is explaining the sad autumn, not knowing it thoroughly like a poet.

The smell of autumn-crickets only know that autumn is early and there is a lot of rain on the banana. Winter snow-like a strong wind in spring, blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

Winter plum-not bitter cold, won the plum blossom. Winter scenery-the shore has been paved with wax, and the mountains are cold.

Winter-amber Zhuhai sticks to snow, palm brooms sweep clouds. Winter night-at the age of 20, all flowers are picked, and the winter night is seriously withered.

The winter wind-falling snow in the distance, rustling and drying the smoke. Winter thinking-four years old is cold, and then you know Bai Wu.

Winter hunting-bow like a full moon, look at the northwest, shoot the wolf sorrow at the end of winter-where is the home of Qinling Mountain, snow will take the green horse back. Winter trip-grass withered eagle eye disease, snow exhausted horseshoe light.

Winter hate-lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. Ancient poems and famous sentences describing spring, autumn, winter, rain and mountains are full of color.

I don't know who cut off the thin leaves in China's ancient Yuefu poem Long Songs, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. The rain in the sky street is crisp and crisp, but the grass color is far and near.

The most important thing is that a spring is better than a willow. Han Yu's "Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" is a peach blossom outside the bamboo, and a duck prophet in spring water heating.

Su Shi's "Two Late Scenes of the Spring River in Hui Chong" is easy to know the east wind, and colorful is always spring. Song? Zhu's "Spring Day" is stained with clothes and wants to wet apricot flowers and rain, blowing cold willows.

Zhinan and Shangjueju became more and more attractive in the Southern Song Dynasty, and only shallow grass could have no horseshoe. -Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" surprises the mountain birds under the moon, and sometimes sings in the spring.

-Wang Wei's "Bird Watching Creek" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and no one crosses the boat in the wild. -Wei's "Xixi on Chuzhou" is an ancient poem describing summer. The lotus leaf is infinitely bright, and the lotus flower reflects the sun in a different color.

Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang" It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Song? Why did Zhao Shixiu's The Guest hate when Fang Fei left? Xia Mu is cute.

Song? Qin Guan's "The Dark Sun in March" has turned red and purple into dust, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer. Song? Lu You's Poems in Early Summer describes ancient autumn poems and the famous autumn sentence "Sunset and Lonely Qi Fei".

Don? Wang Bo's Preface to the Autumn Palace shows all the trees in autumn, and only the mountains shine. Don? Wang Ji's Wild Hope Autumn geese are accompanied by the wind. I look at each other in this villa and drink my wine.

-Li Bai's "Farewell to the Secretary at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou" In the autumn of August, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Don? Du Fu's "Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage" painted a cold picture with a red candle and a small fan fanned by fireflies in Qiu Guang. During the day, the order is as cool as water at night, lying and watching morning glory and Vega.

-Mutu's autumn night sky is blue, yellow leaves, autumn colors, and cold smoke on the waves. Song? The ancient poems and famous sentences describing winter in Fan Zhongyan's The Su Mu are like the strong wind in spring, which comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

Cen Can's Song of Snow to Send Mr. Wu Home sprinkled salt in the air, but the catkins were not because of the wind. Kim? Xie Daowen's Poems on Snow: Snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as seats, blowing down Xuanyuantai.

Don? Li Bai's "Popular in the North" shows that there are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths. A boat, a bamboo cloak, alone in the snow.

Don? Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue Who cut the snow on the ground into this smallpox? Don? When Han Yu's Two Poems of Li Hua sent six flying flowers into the house, he sat and watched the bamboo turn into lovely branches.

Don? Sentences describing spring, summer, autumn and winter in high-level snow. Spring warms the heart and spleen. "If you want to wet apricot flowers with clothes, you won't feel cold when you blow your face."

Spring, fleeting, "Hua Lin Xie Chunhong, too hasty." Therefore, "there are flowers that can be folded straight, so don't wait for the flowers to decline."

In spring, the weather is cool and humid. "The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near." In spring, the wine is full of fragrance. "Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. "

Spring, entangled in dreams, "where did spring go?" Lonely, no road. If someone.

I like the four seasons in my hometown.

In my mind, the four seasons in my hometown are the most beautiful.

In spring, weeping willows sprout, peach trees blossom and the river flows quietly. Frogs croak and birds sing excitedly on the branches. My brother and I were just about to dive when we smelled a fragrance. Auntie, what happened to Bloom? We follow the footsteps, oh! It turned out that the snow-white pear blossoms in the yard opened.

In summer, the trees are lush and cicadas are barking, so the "black" at home has to stick out its pink tongue. The lotus flowers in the river are so fragrant and gorgeous, and the water drops on the lotus leaves are like falling dew, like broken pearls, like bubbles spit out by fish, and like …

Autumn is full of fruits, and the dates on the jujube tree are ripe, showing a sweet smile; Apples are red, and children turn red when they eat them; The persimmon on the persimmon tree is ripe, like a burning lantern ... The farmer's uncle is very happy. He is carrying a basket to pick fruit.

In winter, goose feather-like snow falls from the sky. At this time, naughty children are playing in the snow. Suddenly, there are more brothers and sisters in the snow, and the snowflake falls on your skirt and shoes ... When you wipe off the naughty snowflake, it becomes a small drop of water.

I love my hometown, especially its four seasons.

I like the four seasons in my hometown.

4. Poems about the four seasons: 1, Qian Fan by the shipwreck, Wan Muchun in front of the sick tree.

-Liu Tang Yuxi "Reward Lotte Yangzhou First Meeting" 2. The wind wrinkled a pool of spring water. -The Golden Gate and the Blowing Wind by Feng Yansi in the Five Dynasties 3. In April, the beauty of the world, the mountain temple peach blossoms.

-Tang Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple 4. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the willow. -Tang Hanyu, "Early Spring is the Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water/Early Spring Rain/Early Spring" 5. Spring grass grows in the pond and garden willows become songbirds.

-In the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Xie Lingyun's poem "Climbing the Pool and Going Upstairs" is: 1, red and purple have become dust, and cuckoos sound like summer is new. -Song Luyou's quatrains in early summer 2. The bitter night in midsummer is very short, and it is cool to open the porch.

-Tang Du Fu's Summer Night Sigh 3. The grass firefly is not a fire, but the lotus dew is a bead. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Five Words and One" 4. I like summer in the mountains. It's raining in the sky.

-Ming Yuan Peng's Four Poems in the Mountains 5. In the hot summer, the sunflower is full of hair, and the nose is full of lotus fragrance. -Bai Yuan Pu's poems about autumn in "Winning Summer" are: 1, silver candle, cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping at fireflies.

-Tang Du Mu's Autumn Night 2. In August, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. -Tang Du Fu's "The Cottage Was Blown by Autumn Wind" 3. People cold orange pomelo, autumn old phoenix tree.

-Tang Li Bai's Autumn, No.4, Xuancheng North Building. I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone. -Tang Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain" 5. Autumn looks at the heavy door, and the seven sections are full of snow.

-The poem about winter in Cao Qingxue Qin's Ode to the White Sea is: 1. /kloc-Jiangnan in October, the weather is fine, and the cold light is like spring flowers. -Tang "Early Winter" 2. Chickens are frightened by snow, and cold guards the ice pool.

-Tang Li Shangyin's "Living in Winter Sunset" 3. The snowy river ice sheet is bleak, and the green ones are white bones. -Tang Du Fu's "Regret for the Past, Youth" 4. Three zhangs of snow in Tianshan Mountain, is it a long journey?

-Tang Li Bai's "Loneliness" 5. A vine path is green, and the snow peaks are clear. -Tang Libai's Winter Returning to Laoshan.

5. China's poems describing the four seasons (1) are poems describing spring.

China's ancient Yuefu poem Long Songs is colorful.

In the Tang Dynasty, He's "Singing Willow" is decorated with jasper, which is as high as a tree and hangs down thousands of strands of moss. I don't know who to cut it for, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Tang Hanyu presented eighteen members of Zhang Shui Department in early spring. The sky was crisp with rain and the grass was far and near. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke willow of the emperor.

Tang Hanyu's Chun Xue failed to flourish in the new year, but it was surprising to see grass buds in early February. When the snow comes in late spring, she wears a court tree as a flying flower.

Stone "Two Scenes in the Late Spring River" has three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the Spring River warms the duck prophet.

2) Ancient poems describing Xia.

Song Zhao Shi Xiu's About 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.

In the early Song Dynasty, the quatrains in summer have turned red and purple into dust, 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.

Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Moon" The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze sings at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.

After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

(C) Poetry describing autumn

Liu Han Che Qiufeng's poem: Autumn wind rises, plants and trees fall yellow, and geese return to the south.

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation is like frost.

Don Wang Bo's Preface to the Farewell in Autumn Knee Palace: The sunset is the same as the lonely, autumn water and the sky.

Tang Wang Ji's wild trees are all autumn, and the hills and mountains are only bright.

Tang Li Bai's "Farewell Minister of Xuanzhou Village" Autumn geese are accompanied by the wind, and I look at each other in this village and drink my wine.

In August, the wind roared and my hair rolled up.

Two autumn poems in Yuxi, Liu Tang: The mountains and rivers are clear and the frost comes at night, and several trees are dark red and light yellow.

Don Tu Mu's "Autumn Night" red candle, Qiu Guang painted a cold screen, and the small fan fluttered against the fireflies.

(4) Ancient poems and famous sentences describing winter.

Xie Jin's Taoist rhyme "Ode to Snow" is like snow, and the difference between sprinkling salt and air can be simulated, but if the catkins are due to the wind.

Tang Li Bai's "Winter Returning to Laoshan" has a green vine path and a clear snow peak.

Tang Li Bai's "Popular North" Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, blowing down Xuanyuantai.

In Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue, there are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of roads. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Tang Gaopian's "Piling Snow" has six flying flowers coming into the house, sitting and watching the bamboo turn into a lovely branch.

Tang Bai Juyi's "Night Snow" has been shocked and cold, and the window is bright. It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.