What poems describe "Spring goes and summer comes"?

It rains in spring and summer, and snowflakes fly into the window to light the crimson yarn.

In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

Birds call pedestrians every other day. The sun sets and there is no spring.

Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, who pity the red incense?

After the spring in the garden in April passed. Deep and dense, it was cloudy at first.

The following is the original poem:

1.

Spring Festival Gala

Year: Song Author: Zhao

It rains in spring and summer, and snowflakes fly into the window to light the crimson yarn.

Tell the children to take wine and watch the scenery before the ceremony.

2.

Flowers on the river under the moonlight in spring

Year: Tang Author: Zhang

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.

I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.

Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.

Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.

Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?

Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.

The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.

Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.

In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.

I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.

3.

Huanxisha

Year: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu

Zhu Qiao on the lake sounded the sun wheel.

Dissolve spring water and soak spring clouds.

Liuli Bi is smooth and dust-free.

When travelers linger on drunken guests,

Birds call pedestrians every other day.

The sun sets and there is no spring.

4.

Bury flowers

Year: Qing Dynasty Author: Cao Xueqin

Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, who pity the red incense?

Soft hair floats in the spring pavilion, falling hair touches the embroidered curtain?

The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the dusk of spring, and there is nowhere to release her melancholy;

Hoe the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir with your hands and endure stepping on the fallen flowers again and again?

Willow pods come from wheat straw, regardless of peach floating and Li Fei;

Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year?

The fragrant nest has been built in March, and Liang Jianyan is too heartless!

Although you can peck flowers next year,

However, no one can go to Liang's empty nest.

360 days a year, the wind and sword are pressing;

When will it shine? Once you drift, it's hard to find.

Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and those who bury them suffocate in front of the steps;

Leaning on the hoe alone, I shed tears in the dark, and the branches on it saw blood stains.

The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door;

When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm.

Depression for slave bottom is half pity and half chagrin;

Flow spring suddenly to bother, and to silence.

Last night, I sent a sad song outside the court, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul?

It is always difficult to leave the soul of a bird, which feels ashamed of itself.

May slaves have wings and fly to the end of the sky with flowers.

After all, where is Xiangshan?

5.

Fisherman's pride: after the spring in April garden has passed.

Year: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu

After the spring in the garden in April passed. Deep and dense, it was cloudy at first. Fold the flowers in your hand. Full of incense. Plums among the leaves are as green as beans. Wind and rain always increase the climate. Rows of bamboo shoots are covered with thick frost. Send some poems about spring. Talk about wine. Cherry color shines on the silver plate.