Why don't you like wheatgrass? Xia Muyang is cute. (Qin Guan's "Dark Days in March")
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs. (Zhao Shixiu's "You Yue")
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. (June 27, Su Shi's "Drunk Book of Wanghu Building")
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting")
I don't even know if the rain will go in spring, but it will get deeper when it clears up in summer. (Fan Chengda's Xi Qing)
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. (April in the Country by Weng Juan)
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")
Plum sour teeth, banana green sieve. (Yang Wanli, "Taking a nap in early summer")
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. (Xin Qiji's "Walking along Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night")
Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still. (Dai Fugu's "Hot")
Qingjiang is a song that embraces the village, and Xiajiang Village is quiet. (Du Fu's "Village")
Everyone is bitter and hot. I love long summer days. (Li Ang's "Xia Lian")
The diameter of poplar flowers is covered with white felt, and the lotus leaves in the stream are stacked with green money. (Du Fu's "Wandering in Queque")
A person lives in seclusion, overlooking the city, spring is gone, summer is clear. (Li Shangyin's "Yat Sen Qing")
The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun's "Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea")
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant. (Gao Pian's "Mountain Pavilion Summer")
In May, the Matsushita Cottage was cool and pleasant, and the white sand enveloped Tingzhou and the lush forests in the distance in the twilight, showing a vast gray. (Dai Shulun's "Tezhi Chuanshan Show")
As soon as Xiao He showed his sharp corner, a green dragonfly stood on it. (Yang Wanli's "Little Pool")
The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. (Du Fu's Summer Sigh)
Since I went to Liang, I have been dating similar seagulls in the water. (Du Fu's "Jiangcun")