Poems, myths and allegorical sayings describing the four seasons

1. Poems about spring:

Dawn of spring

Tang Meng Hao ran

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

The Willow

Tang He Zhang Zhi

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.

Don du fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Peach blossom in Dalinsi

Tang Bai Juyi

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.

Spring outing in Qiantang River

Tang Bai Juyi

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees.

Song sushi

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.

The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.

This park is not worth visiting.

Burning Weng with pine leaves

Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time.

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.

spring

Ju Hee Song

Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

Recalling Jiangnan, Jiangnan is good.

Tang Bai Juyi

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.

When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass.

How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?

Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou.

Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion.

When will you revisit?

Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong.

Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk.

Will we meet again sooner or later?

2. Poems about summer:

Summer night sigh

Don du fu

Before sunset, the inflammation was steaming and poisoning my intestines.

Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt.

Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests.

The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.

When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies.

Things have no details and are adaptive.

Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years.

Why are you washing and looking at each other?

Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters.

Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early.

North city is sad, storks fly.

When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy.

The first summer

Tang Bai Juyi

Xia Meng is rich in natural products, and it is good to plant it for a period of time.

Elk is happy in the depths of the jungle, and so are insects, snakes and grass.

Hunan birds love dense leaves, and scales swim to welcome new algae.

Heaven and earth disappear, I wither alone.

After all, all flesh and blood are far away.

There is no one in the old country, and Kou Rongchen is boundless.

It's no use worrying. Embrace yourself.

Let go of your body and mind and let nature make you.

More wine in Xunyang can keep the cup dry.

Fish is as cheap as mud, and moxibustion does not faint early.

Go down to the temple at the foot of Mi Shan and get drunk in the lake.

Why go back to your hometown? I can't die.

Summer village's Miscellaneous Notes (I)

Fan Song Chengda

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.

cuvette

Song Yang Wanli

Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

Chu Xiao Jingci Temple saw Lin Zifang off.

Song Yang Wanli

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

On June 27th, I read the drunken book in Lake House.

Song sushi

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

Unknown miscellaneous poems

Shi Ming Naian

The sun is like fire, and the wild Tian He is half burnt.

The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son Wang Sun shakes it.

3. Poems about autumn:

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Don

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Mountain travel

Dondum

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Go to Liu Jingwen

Song sushi

The lotus flower withered, so did the lotus leaf holding the rain, and only the branches of chrysanthemum stood proudly against the frost.

Good years must be remembered, it is orange.

An autumn night in the mountains.

Don

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

Mujiangsong

Tang Bai Juyi

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.

On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

4. Poems about winter:

Jiang Xue.

Liutang Zongyuan

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.

Biedongda

Don

Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

Yongmei.

Wang Song Anshi

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

Knowing from afar is not snow, only Dimfragrance comes.

Xue Mei

Song Lu meipo

For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter.

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

Winter pastoral scenery

Fan Song Chengda

Let the boat idle to watch the snow-capped mountains clear, the wind will freeze cold and freeze late.

Sitting and listening to a drop of pearl jade, I don't know that the lake has become ice.

Second, proverbs describing the four seasons.

The southeast wind produces fog, and the northwest wind eliminates fog;

The sun flashes east and west, the fire door opens south, and it rains in the north;

There is no starlight in Huangmei sky, and it will rain crazily in the near future.

Urgent rain is easy to clear up, but slow rain is difficult to open;

Long sunny night wind and rain, long rainy night wind and rain;

Fast rain and sunny, fast snow and sunny;

Thunder hits the first month festival, and the rain does not rest in February;

Lei Gong sings first, but it doesn't rain much.

The thunder is loud and the rain is small;

Thunder in beginning of autumn, frost-free for a hundred days;

In June, it thundered for nine stops, and in July, it thundered.

The dew is heavy and the weather is fine;

The muffled thunder flashed and the hail was as big as a bowl.

Cotton cloud, rain is coming;

The south wind warms the north wind, and the east wind is wet and the west wind is dry;

The south wind in August lasts for two and a half days, and turns to the south wind on the same day in September;

Beishan Ming, Nanshan is not strong;

Dahuaqing, Lower Rain Hua;

The east rainbow is sunny and the west rainbow is rainy, and the weather in the south rainbow and the north rainbow is different;