What are the proverbs about solar terms?

September, September, don't do it.

Three, nine, four, nine, go up.

Look at the willows by the river.

79 rivers are open.

Bajiu yanlai

99 plus 19

Cattle are being farmed everywhere.

Yijiu

Wrapped in clothes, facing the north wind, find a pub, go to the familiar "Xinghua Village", sit by the window, iron a pot of old wine in Xinghua Village and a plate of old vinegar peanuts. Snow is coming, the window is full of flying flowers, and the dream is full of apricot flowers.

Erjiu

Keep a nest of copper grass in a pottery bowl, put it on the balcony, let the sun shine and watch it, green, round and big. Take a picture with a camera, throw it in the text, slowly infiltrate and nourish it.

The third nine-day solstice after beginning of winter-the coldest day in winter.

Take my granddaughter to the river outside the village. The ice on the river is already thick. Stand up, pose, rush forward and draw a flying Stephanie line to win her praise. Granddaughter squatted down, holding hands with big hands, and gently pulled away. Inadvertently, the young and old were on their backs, and the willow branches were swinging and the birds were flying.

Jiu Si

In the morning, I went to the porridge shop downstairs. The proprietress scooped up a bowl of rice porridge and brought a dish of pickles with chopsticks. The pickles are finely cut with big bumps, and mixed with pepper, pepper, mature vinegar and sesame oil. Have a bite of porridge, just a pickle. The porridge was swishing and the kimchi was chewed to pieces. Some diners eat when they say they eat, ignore them, wipe their mouths and leave.

Wujiu

The mountain is full of snow. Watch May carefully. The water on the bridge is dark, the plum branches are lying in the snow, and the fragrance is over the heart. Read a poem "A Gift for Ye Fan" by Lu Kai: "Fold the flowers and give them to the leader. Jiangnan has nothing, talk about a spring. " Chew a few times and spring will come.

Liujiu

There are few leaves on the heather tree, and the bare branches are thin and red, beeping, strung together and decorated on the neck of No.69; Pick a few more branches and put them in porcelain vases, like the favorite grain story of time. I read it several times and incorporated it into the poem: pedestrians forget to return, heather branches must be in the rain. If there is rain, it is spring rain.

Qijiu

The river is wet, the ice is thin and becomes the eye socket of the old man, and the sexy willow branches begin to stir. When it rains, it will relax, spread its buds and smoke green cigarettes. When you came, the flute rang. Remove the willow bones and leave only the skin, and make a willow flute to play every day. In the sound of the willow flute, there is another wrinkle on the eyebrow.

Bajiu

What should I do? Making tea, turning over books and writing; Look at the swallows nesting in the porch: "Swallows have nests and struggle to fly around people with mud." "I don't know if the building is empty, but the frequency has reached the corner.

99

Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind. Intertextuality: In the yard, beside the pond, pear catkins are bathed in moonlight like water. Breeze is blowing gently, pear blossoms are swaying, wicker is blowing gently, and flying catkins are lingering, which is a realm of quiet artistic conception and lingering feelings. After retirement, it's fun to have this yard and this pond.

nineteen

99 plus 19, plowing cattle everywhere. Just go to the field, hold a handful of dirt and smell it. There will be stories of parents wetting their eyes, and when you come back, there will always be the most simple taste.