1. Describing the four seasons, the ancient poems in my hometown

1. The mountains in spring are dull and smiling, the mountains in summer are green and dripping, the mountains in autumn are bright and clean, and the mountains in winter are bleak and sleepy

Song Guoxi's Training on Mountains and Rivers

2. The day is long, the male birds are far away, and the spring is far away. Chai Jing

Tang Du Fu's Spring Festival travel rush

3 days, the street is drizzly and crisp, and the grass color is close at a distance, but there is nothing. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is absolutely better than the smoke and willow in the imperial capital.

Tang Hanyu's Early Spring Appears to the Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water.

4 Residual clouds collect summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze.

Tang Cen Can's Water Pavilion sends Huayin Wang Shaofu back to the county.

5 There is no need to hate wheatgrass when it is gone, and the summer wood is overcast and pleasant. Willow is sparse in the middle of the moon-Xiao Yan's Qiu Si in the Southern Dynasties

7 Sunset and lonely gaze at Qi Fei, autumn waters * * * the sky is one color-Tang Wangbo's farewell preface to the Wangfu Knee in Autumn

8 I don't know whether the court has fallen today. The thought of my hometown, XX, makes my heart be elated and my heart can't be calm for a long time. My hometown stores my naive childhood. Every grass and tree, every mountain and stone there are my best friends.

in spring, the water in the stream melts, and the tinkling sound of running water is like a long poem, which is very beautiful. Flocks of birds flew back from the south. The birds stood on the branches and sang beautiful music. Swallows build their warm huts under the eaves. Flowers are in full bloom. Spring in my hometown is like beautiful pictures.

in summer, the hometown began to be lively. The cicada chirped on the trunk, as if to say, "It's so hot! It's so hot! " The fish are swimming freely, and they are very happy. Tall trees grow luxuriantly, just like sentinels on the grassland. By the stream, children are playing happily, some are swimming, some are having a water fight and some are washing clothes.

The autumn sky is so blue and high, and there is a scene of bumper harvest in the fields. In the orchard, all kinds of fruits make people salivate, and farmers' uncles are harvesting with joy! Animals are preparing food for the winter! The frog is building its warm nest. The geese flew south in a herringbone line.

In winter, it's frosted in my hometown, and flowers and trees are covered with a thick layer of ice. Animals spend the winter comfortably at home! The children were even more excited by the cold. Everyone stood on the river and skated happily. Some even ate ice cubes frozen on flowers. Everyone had a great time.

My hometown has stored my happy time and left a deep impression on me. The beautiful scenery in my hometown brings us joy. Every time I think about my hometown, I can't help but think of the happy time I spent in my hometown as a child. Such a beautiful hometown doesn't make me love it?

3. Who has a poem about traditional festivals or the beauty of the four seasons?

Poems about spring: Liu Yuxi's new makeup in spring should be covered with Zhu Lou, which deeply locks the sorrow of spring.

when you go to the atrium, count the flowers, and the dragonflies fly to scratch the head. Spring Rain Li Shangyin I am lying in a white-lined coat while the spring approaches, but am thinking only of the White Gate City where I cannot be.

there are two red chambers fronting the cold, hidden by the rain, Zhu Fo Piao Deng went home alone. Swallows return in spring, singing under the eaves that the river has thawed, A sudden burst of blood, a sudden burst of wounds and a blank spot in my heart are also in the pain of awakening. This is a season of adding letters, and giving means greater gains. Sometimes I am silent and silent, which makes me fall into deeper silence. The best way for us to study some things is to be in it. Spring is a typical example. The swallow in spring flies over my head, and the river in spring flows with my blood. The land in spring bears the deep ploughshare and is engraved in my heart. A series of scars spring makes me know more about life. The vegetable basket is in my mother's hand. My neighbor's sister is busy preparing for the wedding. Spring makes me more willing to be moved by ordinary things. A poem describing summer: "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Du Fu will never die, and the inflammation will poison my intestines.

Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind blows on my dress. Heaven comes out of Kazuki Watanabe musician, and Maolin is sparse.

the bitter nights in midsummer are short, and it's cool to open the porch. When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather worm flies.

there are no details about things, so it's appropriate to be natural. Miss Pigos, and keep the frontier in poor years.

why don't you take a shower and look at each other? Diao Dou was hit in the evening, and the noise was even ten thousand square meters.

although the blue is covered, it is better to return home early. The north city is sad, and the stork is flying.

restlessness promotes tiredness, and intense thinking leads to health. "Early Summer" Song. Zhu Shuzhen's bamboo shakes the shadows to cover the secluded windows, and birds make noise at sunset every two days.

Begonia Xie Que flies out of flocs, and the weather is getting longer and longer. "The First Summer" Tang. Bai Juyi Meng Xia is full of everything, and the planting is good for a while.

elk enjoy the deep forest, while insects and snakes enjoy the abundant grass. Xiang birds love dense leaves and swim in scales to welcome new algae.

where the sky is missing, and I'm all alone. At the end of the day, all flesh and blood are far away.

In the old country, there was no one, and Kourongchen was vast. It's no good to be worried, but to embrace yourself.

it's better to 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 is not too early to faint. Go down to the temple at the foot of the rice mountain and get drunk in the lake.

why go back to your hometown? How can you die? Poems describing autumn: hiking (Tang? Tu Mu) is far away from Hanshan, and there are people in Bai Yunsheng.

stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers. A night-mooring near maple bridge (Tang? Zhang Ji) frosty night, Jiang Feng fishing for fire to sleep.

At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell goes to the passenger ship. Tanabata (Tang? Du Mu) Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a silver candle, and fluttered a small fan to pounce on fireflies.

The night in Tianjie is as cool as water, lying and watching Petunia and Vega. An autumn evening in the mountains (Tang? Wang Wei) after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening.

moonlight in its groves of pine, stones of crystal in its brooks. Qiu Si gave away (Tang? Zhang Zhongsu) Boshan is full of fragrance, while the blue embers are full of gold and the nights are long.

In order to ask the grass along the Qingqing River, it has been rained and frosted several times. Mid-Autumn Festival (Tang? Du Mu) The dusk clouds are overflowing and cold, and the Yinhan people turn to the tracts silently.

this night is not good in my life. where can I see the bright moon next year? Liqiu (Song? The crow of a baby crow scatters the jade screen, and a pillow is cool and a wind is blowing.

I can't find a place to sleep in the autumn wind, and the leaves are full of moonlight. Midnight Qiu Ge (North and South? The autumn wind entered the window and the curtains fluttered.

Look up at the bright moon, and show affection for a thousand miles. Su Muzhe (Song? Fan Zhongyan) Blue sky, yellow leaves.

autumn is full of waves, and the waves are covered with cold smoke. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water.

the grass is ruthless, and it is even more outside the setting sun. Xijiangyue? Night trip in Huangsha Road (Song? Xin Qiji) The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings cicadas in the middle of the night.

In the fragrance of rice, it is said that there is a good harvest, and you can hear frogs. Tianjingsha Qiu Si (yuan? Ma Zhiyuan) Old trees with withered vines faint crows, small bridges with flowing water, old roads with thin horses in the west wind.

when the sun sets, heartbroken people are far away. Water tune song (Song? When will there be a bright moon? I fetch the wine glass from afar.

I don't know what year it is tonight. I would like to take the royal breeze back to the sky, and I am afraid that in the buildings of fine jade, it cannot withstand the cold of nine days.

dancing to understand the shadow, what is it like on earth? Men have sorrow and joy and they part and meet again. The moon dims or shines and it waxes or wanes. Nothing is perfect, not even in the old days. I hope people will live for a long time, and they will be beautiful for thousands of miles.

A setting sun is spreading in the water, and half the river is rustling and half the river is red. On the third night of September, it is like a pearl moon and a bow. By September 8 in Qiu Lai, my flowers will be in full bloom. Blooming chrysanthemums in full bloom, the fragrance of the fragrance of changan, the city is bathed in the fragrant chrysanthemum - Italy, the land is golden like the chrysanthemum - like chrysanthemum. Since ancient times, every autumn will feel sad and lonely, I think autumn is more than spring.

A crane in a clear sky rows clouds, which brings poetry to Bixiao. Du Fu's poem quatrain describing winter-two orioles singing green willows, a line of white dew rising to the sky.

The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the gate. Jiang Xue-Liu Zongyuan a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint.

a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. Plum blossoms-Wang Anshi counted several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opened them alone.

I know from a distance that it's not the snow that brings a faint fragrance, and that it's the owner of Furong Mountain, Jiang Xue, and Liu Changqing Liu Zongyuan are far away from the mountains at dusk, and the birds in thousands of mountains are flying away, and it's cold and the house is poor. A thousand paths without a footprint.

When a dog barks at Chai Men, a lonely boat will wither away, and people will return in the windy and snowy night. An old man fishing in the cold river-snow.

4. Famous sayings about the beauty of the four seasons

● If there were no dark clouds, we would not feel the warmth of the sun.

-John

● The wind gently kissed the rivers, lakes and seas with a strange silence.

—— Milton

● How can a clever painter/artist paint a colorful rainbow with seven colors if he doesn't dip his brush in the seven colors of the Garden?

-Scott

● The storm deepened the roots of the oak tree.

-Herbert

Last night's storm crowned this morning with golden peace.

-Tagore

● A cold night doesn't make thick ice.

-Herbert

● Spring comes from this beautiful garden,/just like the spirit of love is everywhere; Every kind of flowers and plants are on the dark chest of the earth,/waking up from the dream of hibernation.

-Shelley

● One swallow does not make a spring.

-krylov

● Although spring has flown away, it has attracted all things that compete with each other; /Although the flowers have withered, they have left us the seeds of flowers.

-Schiller

● The buzz of insects has its own summer charm.

-Landau

● Look, the fields are shining with golden light everywhere, because the son of the sun-brilliant summer has arrived.

—— Jan Thomson

5.5 ancient poems about the four seasons and their appreciation

Spring in Poetry

1. I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")

2. but how much love has the inch-long grass was rewarded with three Chunhui. (Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer)

3. when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches? (Wang Wei's "Acacia")

4. Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. (Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night)

5. wildfire never quite consumes them, they are tall once more in the spring wind. (Bai Juyi's farewell to the ancient grass)

6. sow a millet in spring and reap ten thousand seeds in autumn. (Li Shen's

7. though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

8. Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. (Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems)

9. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhizhang's "Singing Willow")

1. Spring scenery can't be shut up in the garden, and an apricot comes out of the wall. (Ye Shaoweng's "Going to the Garden is Worthless")

Summer in the poem

1. I don't know the heat, but I regret that summer is long. (Bai Juyi's "Watching Mowing Wheat")

2. Living in the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li shangyin's "yat sen villa")

3. The first summer was still peaceful, and the grass did not rest. (Xie Lingyun's "Swim the Red Rock into the Sailing Sea")

4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and it is cool to open the porch. (Du Fu's Summer Night Sigh)

5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, sit still and I dare to eat. (Dai Fugu's "Big Heat")

6. Everyone is bitter and hot, and I love long summer days. (Li Ang's Summer Couplet)

7. Residual clouds harvest summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can's "Taking a Pavilion to Send Wang Shaofu Back to the County")

8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go, and it will be sunny before summer is deep. (Fan Chengda's "Happy Sunny")

9. The Qingjiang River is a song that embraces the village, and the village in Changxiajiang is quiet. (Du Fu's "The Village")

1. (Qin Guan's "March Dark Sun Occasionally")

Poetry Mid-Autumn Festival

1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are surging. (Cao Cao (Watching the Sea)

2. If you shed three autumn leaves, you can bloom in February. (Li Qiao's Wind)

3. If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap ten thousand seeds in autumn. (Li Shen's "Compassion for Farmers")

4. I am always afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the yellow flowers will decline. (

) 5. The window contains the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the door. (Du Fu (quatrains)

6. The lake and the moon are in harmony, and the windless mirror on the pool surface is not polished. (Liu Yuguo's "Looking at the Dongting"

7. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. (Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems)

8. Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a silver candle, and fluttered a small fan to pounce on fireflies. (Tu Mu's Autumn Evening)

9. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much is known about the past. (Li Yu's Yu Meiren)

1. I want to take a break, but I say it's cool and it's a good autumn. (Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, Shu Boshan Encountered

Winter in Poetry

1. for example, this winter, held west of the gate. (Du Fu's "Military Vehicle Shop")

2. Autumn moon shines in Mat, and winter hills show cold pine. (Tao Yuanming's "Four Seasons")

3. The neighbors in the south are more memorable, and the cloth has not been redeemed in winter. (Lu You's "October 28th Storm")

4. Winter will be promoted tonight, and the year will be long tomorrow. (Dong Sigong's Shou Sui)

5. Sound the autumn wind, buy wine and fly the winter snow. (Wang pays "Four Qi Poems"

6. When the dead of winter comes, all the flowers are gone? (Chen Yi's "Mei")

7. I don't know that the recent splash started, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after winter snow. (Zhang Wei called "Early Plum")

8. Children learn in winter, but they are stupid but precious. (Lu You's Autumn in the Suburb)

9. Every winter solstice in Handan, I hold my knees in front of the lamp. (pretend to be Yi's Winter Solstice Night Missing)

1. The weather and personnel are urging each other, and the winter solstice is sunny and spring comes again. (Du Fu's Little Zhi)