HD Beauty: Is this the twenty-four solar terms in Hangzhou?

Beginning of spring, Hangzhou West Lake, willow waves smell the sound of warblers, willow branches soak in spring dew, and warblers so

HD Beauty: Is this the twenty-four solar terms in Hangzhou?

Beginning of spring, Hangzhou West Lake, willow waves smell the sound of warblers, willow branches soak in spring dew, and warblers sound through the fog. After another wave of unrest, the budding yellow leaves a golden hoe.

Rain, the West Lake in Hangzhou is empty, and Tianshui turns to spit Bilong. Dare to ask about courtesy and beauty, Zhu Yu canoe is poetic.

Surprised, the Yuquan of Hangzhou Botanical Garden is full of mountains and waters, and the spring fragrance flies and the rain becomes a curtain. Play the role of a heart tactfully, leisurely mirror lake clear sky.

On the day of the vernal equinox, there are beautiful people in front of the Xiaoshan Pavilion in Liangzhu, Hangzhou. The ancients hid poems and paintings and only looked at the trees and flowers in spring.

Qingming, the rain line in Longjing Village, Hangzhou is gurgling, and the goose yellow in the mountains and plains should be planted in spring. Whoever chooses the porch, cups and lanterns are as good as Galand.

Grain Rain and Hangzhou Baguatian smoke is spring rain, and Shannan Tianchou spreads a new map. The solar term is a farmer's calendar, which turns into grains and blessings.

In the long summer, Yu Yan fishing village and Yu Yan fishing village in Xixi, Hangzhou don't want fish, and a group of trees walk into the river. Step by step, the mystery is lost, and April is deserted.

Xiaoman, where the streets in Hangzhou are full of clouds and rivers, and the streets are nowhere to be found. Who dares to sing Xia Meng? The blue in the cupboard is all fur.

East Ziguan Village, Fuyang, Hangzhou is in the middle of the mountain. The village name Ziguan is in the south of the Yangtze River, and the remote mountain zone is Yiping Tianchou. The golden season competes for sunshine, and farmers are free to grow roses.

From summer to the sun, Hangzhou West Lake Opera House is windy and rainy, with clear waves of wine, green clothes and smoke. Heavy rain and scorching sun came with the wind, and I suddenly smelled the taste of Chinese calligraphy, and suddenly I was drunk.

In the hot summer, the trees in the courtyard of Baopuzi Road in Hangzhou leisurely embrace the white clouds, and the Huanglong is half-walled. Perseverance, eventually return, everything is nameless.

On a hot summer day, Wu Shan used to see wuyue's wartime ships, but now he is visiting the Jianghu Pavilion. There are cloud paintings in the high pavilion of the city god, like snow and dusk.

Beginning of autumn, Beishan Lake Street, Hangzhou Qiushui Villa, with oblique light and shadow. Close the mountain and open the lake, and everyone asks the chilling sound.

In the summer, the Lotus Village in Hu Xiang, Hangzhou, tasted the wind and waves, and picked the lotus and missed the hometown. It's a pity that Xianghu Lake is noisy and a lotus village is declining.

Bailu, the pearl and jade maple leaves of Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou flow down the river, and the Sanskrit vulgar dust gradually fades. At present, Lingyin Mountain Temple asks to return.

In the autumn equinox, nine streams and eighteen rivers in Hangzhou are cold and clear, and maple leaves are red in the forest. If you ask where to go in late autumn, wade across a stream and climb a small empty mountain.

Cold dew, Hangzhou Xixi Xuelufei reed path without Tianjin, fire persimmon red boat to welcome guests. I don't know where the cold dew is and where the autumn grass is.

The first frost, Qiandao Lake in Chun 'an, Hangzhou, thawed in the morning and evening, and more or less condensed with magic jade slurry. The river is as red as a mirror, and there is a thousand islands in autumn on the side.