Looking for rhyming ancient poems about nature

In the green garden, sunflowers are exposed to the sun.

Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.

I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.

A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west?

A lazy youth, a lousy age.

Green sunflowers grow in the garden, and the morning dew on the leaves dries in the sunshine. The warm air in spring scatters elegance to the earth, and everything can be full of vibrant brilliance. But autumn, which often worries me, comes too early. Red flowers wither and green leaves wither. Hundreds of rivers flow eastward into the sea. When can we swim west? Anyone who doesn't study hard when he is young can only regret and feel sad when he is old. All rivers flow to the East China Sea. When will they flow to the west again? If a person doesn't do something quickly when he is young, it's useless to be sad when he is old and has nothing to do.

It's sticky. I think it not only describes the changes of natural seasons, but also has philosophical significance. It is also a famous article. . . That's not an ancient poem, is it? But it's twenty-four solar term song. . . . Not many people simply write about nature. Generally speaking, we express our feelings through scenery and things. The works of Tao Yuanming and Xie Lingyun are closely related to nature. Tao is an idyllic school and Xie is a landscape school.