Classical Chinese in spring, summer, autumn and winter

1. Seeking ancient prose depicting spring, summer, autumn and winter-In addition to firecrackers, spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su.

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-Dongfeng knows 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.

2. Du Fu's Crossing the River, an ancient prose describing spring, summer, autumn and winter, describes spring fishing: "You can't cross the river, it's already stormy in February.

The boat is crooked, and the fish and dragons lie high. Zhang, disorderly blue robe.

The play asks the guest who hangs the silk, and leisurely sees the grass. Ning He's poem "Fishing Songs" describes summer fishing: "Bai Mudan stands out in the cold, calm the wind and cut the waves lightly.

Smoke, electricity and electricity, the sun is prolonged, and the incense attracts hibiscus to provoke the fishing line. Describing autumn fishing is Meng Haoran's masterpiece "Lin Dongting", which reads: "The lake here in August is in harmony with the sky.

Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.

Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish. "The poet praised the fisherman who fished by the river.

Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue, which describes winter fishing, has never tired of reading it for generations: "There are no birds in the mountains, and there are no footprints in the thousand paths. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. "

3. What are the classical Chinese names of the four seasons? It is true that some people compare spring, summer, autumn and winter to brothers, calling them Meng Chun, midsummer, Uncle Qiu and Jidong, but they generally refer to different periods of the season, such as Meng Chun (there is no such thing as Bochun).

In ancient Chinese, Uncle Zhong You (also known as Uncle Ji) refers to early spring, an ancient season that lasted for three months. Meng Chun began in February of the lunar calendar.

It's early spring. Winter and spring alternate, and everything begins to recover. March is almost mid-spring

It's mid-spring and the most comfortable time in spring. April is late spring and the end of April.

Also known as Ji Chun. That is, when the weather is getting hotter.

According to this principle, it can be inferred that there are Xia Meng, midsummer, late summer, Qiu Meng, Mid-Autumn, Qiu Ji, Mengdong, Midwinter and Jidong in summer, autumn and winter. Some people like to call it early spring and early spring, so they are often used instead of Meng Chun. There are also late spring, midsummer and deep winter, and there is generally no dog days in spring.

Maybe it's poor pronunciation.

4. There are 10 ancient poems in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Remember to have the names of ancient poems, dynasties and poets. The ancient poem describing spring is (Meng Haoran) spring morning. I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken. Jasper is dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the beautiful leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu) Spring has come. It sneaked into the night with the wind and moistened everything silently. Wild trails are dark, and river boats are full of fire. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. Birds sing in the ravine (Wang Wei), osmanthus falls at night, and Shan Ye is empty and quiet in spring. When birds appear in the mountains, they sometimes sing in the ravines in spring. During the Qingming Festival (Du Mu), pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? Peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in early bloom. I hate that spring is nowhere to be found, but I don't know where it becomes spring. In late spring (Han Yu), all plants and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of flowers and pods are full of beauty. Huayang and elm pods have no talent, but they can only solve the problem of flying snow. In the early spring, the sky is drizzly, the air is crisp in autumn, and the grass color is far and near. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke willow of Man Di. When all the flowers are gone, I can see the wandering songbirds. Spring breeze blew my homesickness all night, and then took me to Los Angeles. Du Fu's beauty lies in mountains and rivers, and flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. Swallows fly in the mud and mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand. Looking for flowers by the river alone (Du Fu) Huang Si's family is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. Even butterflies have been dancing. Charming Yingying sings in the summer in the south of the Yangtze River and loves to eat bamboo shoots. The balcony is reflected in the pond. Crystal curtains are cool and breezy, and the room is full of roses. April is fine, early summer is fine (Sima Guang), and everyone in Nanshan is clear. There is no catkin because of the wind, but the sunflower is inclined to the sun. When I slept in early summer (Yang Wanli), the plum acid splashed my teeth, and the banana green hung the screen window. I slept for a long time and watched the children catch willow branches. The stream is full and the mountain goes. The shade keeps coming, and the sound adds orioles. In early summer, the duck pond in Bird (Dai Min) is shallow and deep, and the weather is half sunny and half cloudy when it matures. The East Garden is drunk and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden. In the summer night, I lamented that Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty was immortal, and the inflammation was poisonous to the intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt. It's heaven. Self-restraint, thinking about Pigos, and guarding the frontier in poor years. Why did you wash away the warm eyes? Unexpectedly, Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise even exceeded 10,000 square meters. Although covered with purple, it is better to return early, and the stork is sad and prosperous in the north city. The situation is very tired, and intense thinking is healthy. June 27th, Wanghu Building, drunk. Poems about autumn: autumn night in the deep mountains, Tang Dynasty, empty mountains after rain, autumn night standing, moonlight in pine trees, crystal stone in streams, the washerwoman returning to the bamboo language, the lotus leaf withered in front of the fishing boat, spring has gone, and Wang Sunzi can stay. Autumn night songs, Tang Wangwei, Gui Bo, Qiu Sheng is less exposed, but thin and never changed clothes. Yin Zheng worked hard for a long time, but his heart was afraid to leave the room. Midnight Qiu Ge, Tang Libai, Chang 'an, Yue Lao, thousands of households. Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband return from the long battle! . "Autumn Xuancheng Mountain, Xie Tiao North Tower" Tang Li Bai River is picturesque, the mountain looks clear, the rain catches the mirror, the double bridge falls the rainbow, people are cold, orange pomelo, and the old phoenix tree in autumn. "Sleeping at Jiande" Don When my boat was sailing in the fog, at dusk, the memories of the old days began. How vast the world is, how close the trees are to the sky, and how close Jiang Qingyue is to people. In autumn, Lanshan sent a picture of Meng Haoran in the northern mountain of the Five Tang Dynasties, among the white clouds. The geese are flying high in my heart, and the quiet evening seems a little sad. If the weather is not so refreshing this autumn, I will look at the river bank and rest on the beach with the villagers who go home until the ferry comes back. There are trees like a row of grass on the horizon and an island like the moon by the river. I hope you will come to see me, bring a basket of wine and drink the Double Ninth Festival. "Autumn Night" Tang Du Mu's silver candle painted a cold screen in the Qiu Guang, and a small fan fluttered against the fireflies. The sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. "Climbing the Mountain" Tang Du Fu was in a hurry, the apes screamed and moaned, and the sand white birds flew back. Trees have no end. When I watched the long river roll forward, I had walked three thousand miles. With the sadness of autumn and my hundred years of sorrow, I climbed this height alone, and the bad luck laid a biting frost on my temples. Heartache and fatigue were the thick dust in my wine. In the Mid-Autumn Moon, the clouds of Su Shi in Song Dynasty were cold, and the silver and the middleman silently turned to the jade plate. The night is not long in this life. Where can I see the bright moon next year? The full moon in Mid-Autumn Festival, in Tang Dynasty and Wan Li, is incredible, which adds sorrow to the world. Who will be stationed outside for a long time? Where is the new parting before the court? After Ji fell out of favor, she went back to the hospital the night before the veteran went upstairs. According to how many people have been heartbroken by him, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing. The words describing autumn are Su Mu and Song Fan Zhongyan's Blue Sky, Yellow Leaves, Autumn Colors, Cold Smoke and Green Flowers on the Waves. The mountains reflect the water in the sunset, and the grass is ruthless, especially outside the sunset. I am homesick, chasing my thoughts, every night, unless I have a good dream. Turn into lovesick tears. The Fisherman's Pride Song Fan Zhongyan blocked the wonders of Qiu Lai, but Hengyang geese ignored it. Sounds from all directions spread from one corner to another. For thousands of miles, the city was closed by long smoke and sunset. Wan Li drank a glass of turbid wine, but Ran Yan didn't go home. There is frost everywhere in Guanqiang. People don't sleep, and the general is crying with white hair. On the evening of July 16, Song went to the Happy Pavilion to see the Nanshan Mountain in Chang 'an. Affectionate who is like the bright moon in Nanshan, especially when the clouds open at dusk. Baqiao Ada, Qujiang Pool Pavilion, should treat others. It snowed at night, and Bai Juyi was stunned by the cold pillow, and the window was bright again. Xuemei (Song) refused to come to the spring, and the poet pavilion commented on the pen fee. Mayhson Xue San. Snow without poetry. Sunset poems are full of snow all day long, and plum blossoms are linked in October. After the snow fell in the mountains, Zheng Xie (Qing Dynasty) opened its doors in the morning. The snow is clear and cloudy, but the sun is very cold. Plum blossoms did not drop on the eaves, indicating that loneliness is not easy. Plum blossoms were opened by Wang Anshi in the corner, and hanling was the only one. I know from a distance that this is not snow, because it has a faint fragrance. In Bai Juyi's A Suggestion for Liu, there is a ray of green in the ancient bottle, a touch of red in the kitchen, and a feeling of snow outside at dusk. Every snowy night in Liu Changqing, the owner of Furong Mountain is far away. The weather is cold and the White House is pitiful. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. Looking at the snow peaks of the Zhongnanshan Mountain, Zuyong saw how the Zhongnanshan Mountain soared. Above the white clouds, there was a white peak, and the snow line was a warm sky, while the towns in the valley became colder and colder. "Jiang Xue" Qian Shan birds fly, and people disappear. An old man fishing in the cold river-snow in a lonely boat. It's cold in Whitestorm, and snowflakes are as big as hands. Tang Li Bai's "Mock"