Chinese Caterpillar Fungus

spring

Birds crow and Liu Qing, Liu Qing and Chun Ming, and jathyapple Ming.

On a moonlit night, willows will be planted in Yangchun, and they will sing warblers.

summer

Xiang Lian has clear water and cool air, and water and cool air have a long summer.

In the long summer, the cool wind moves the water, the cool wind moves the water, and the water is fragrant.

autumn

Qiu Jiang, geese stay in sandbars, geese stay in shallow water.

In shallow water, the sand goose lives in the continent and the sand goose lives in the river in autumn.

winter

The red stove burns charcoal cold air, which protects winter.

In winter, air-cooled charcoal is baked, and air-cooled charcoal is red through the furnace.

spring

Willow buds see orchids, frogs leap into cold ponds.

Niu Geng's old place has no spare capacity, and the embroidered jade hand reflects Xia Hong.

Summer is embroidered with jade flowers, and she has no land to plow cattle.

Frogs come to the pond in spring, and orchids sprout new willows.

summer

The water is cold and the branches are quiet, and the clear spring is seen under the mountain near the moon.

How many nights came late when the smoke shook, and the sky was full of water.

One swallow does not make spring. -krylov

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. -Gong Zizhen

A day's plan lies in the morning, and a year's plan lies in the spring.

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

Lovely spring comes with the waves of flowers and songs, let the earth soar with the waves of flowers, and let the air resound with the music of spring. -May Longfellow

The sunshine in spring breathed new life into the humblest flowers. Scott

There is no distance in autumn, and it is cold to go out.

Autumn wind blows, bamboo forests of every household are whispering, and the pine forests of Wuyue Mountain are covered with a layer of cool color.

Everyone explains the sad autumn, and doesn't know it thoroughly like a poet.

The mountains are shallow and deep with the setting sun, and the rivers become autumn sounds day and night.

When sleeping, the autumn sound is nowhere to be found, and the leaves are full of steps.

In the new autumn and night, the elegant moon will be round.

Crossing the river in the cold wave at night, the forest is full of Yan Huang.

Before the sweet spring grass grows in the pond, the plane leaves in front of the steps have rustled in the autumn wind.

The west wind blows the fallen leaves all over the lake, and the first change of autumn clothes has a special flavor.

In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and Chiba hates it.

Rain invades the urn and the new moss is green. In autumn, the leaves of Cross Forest are red.

Autumn is cold, the wind is cold, and the north wind is bleak and refreshing.

The moonlight is immersed in the water, and the sky echoes with the sky.

The anvil pestle knocks on the deep lane and the moon, and the phoenix tree shakes its hometown in autumn.

I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow.

This winter is the best, and tomorrow is another long year.

If winter comes, can spring be far behind?

Winter is a world of snow.

Winter is the beginning of spring.

Children study worse than their neighbors in winter, but according to the shore, fools are valuable.

Cold wind destroys trees, and first frost bears knots.

When winter came, all the flowers disappeared.

Ming Sheng plays autumn wind and buys wine to fly winter snow.

The south neighbor is even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed.

It's sad at the end of the year, and it snows. There is no hope in the ear, but nothing in the eye.

Just like this winter, we didn't stop the soldiers west of Hangukou from enlisting.

It is cloudy in autumn and cold in winter.

Rain and snow, see?

When the lotus pond overflows, the smoke trembles at night.

Spring is bright, mountains are bright, and cold water is quiet.

autumn

The building is full of worries, the moon flies back, the faint voice of Xiao Yu's return,

There is no word to sleep under the moon, and the chrysanthemum is drunk.

Drunk, poetry, wine, clear chrysanthemums, moonlight whispering, no chess.

The rustling sound of returning jade is long, and the returning geese are full of worries over the moon.

winter

The wind blows snow and stops cold, and the pool is far from beautiful.

The birds are covered with frost and silent, and the moon is silent.

There is no bright moon in poetry, and there is no bird crow frost in sound.

Xiumei looks forward to the ice pool, and the hook stops cold until the snow rolls.