Poems describing romantic affairs, spring, summer, autumn and winter

I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds

but now I remember the night, the storm, and I wonder how many blossoms were broken

the sage Chuangzi is day-dreaming, bewitched by butterflies, the spring-heart of Emperor Wang is crying in a cuckoo

Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers

People don't know where to go, peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze

wildfire never quite consumes them, they are tall once more in the spring wind

The garden is full of spring scenery, and an apricot comes out of the wall

. Just like a spring water flowing eastward

peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the duck prophet who warms the water along the spring river

summer:

I don't know how hot it is, but I regret that the summer is long

the midsummer is bitter and the night is short, the porch is cool

the residual clouds collect the summer heat, the new rain brings autumn haze

the Qingjiang River flows around the village, and everything in Xiajiang Village is quiet

Fangfei. The grass hasn't stopped yet

Autumn:

When is the spring flower and the autumn moon? How much is known about the past

I can't find a place to sleep with the sound of autumn. When the leaves of the phoenix tree are full of sunlight,

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

Everyone explains the sad autumn, unlike the poet who fully knows

that it's cool and good to say it's a rest. There is no wind on the pool, and the mirror is not polished

Winter:

When the winter comes, the flowers will be extinct.

I don't know that the spray will start soon, but it's suspected that the winter snow hasn't sold.

Children learn winter, but they are neighbors. According to the bank, a foolish scholar is a treasure.

Every winter solstice in Handan, people are accompanied by a lantern.

When the winter solstice comes, people are urged by the sun, and spring comes again. The brave man is gone and never comes back

whose Yu Di flies in the dark, and the spring breeze fills L.A.

I don't know that the water spray will start soon. It is suspected that the winter snow has not been sold

The weather is getting worse, and the winter solstice brings spring to Huang Yun

A thousand miles away, and the north wind blows geese and snow one after another

Children learn winter, but children are precious

. I am coming again in chrysanthemum time

after a hundred flowers have turned into honey, it's sweet for whom you work hard

After people fall into the wild goose, they think about the red and wet place before the flowers, and the flowers are heavy in Jinguan City

The maiden of Huangsi is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low in branches

where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief

Peach Blossom Pond and Three thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's

. An old man fishing in the cold river-snow

knows how heavy the snow is at night, and hears the sound of bamboo

The grass is withered, the eagle's eyes are sharp, and the snow is light

Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns to people at night

The snowy mountains in Qinghai are long and dark, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan

the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky

and then he disappears at the turn of the pass and leaving behind him only hoof-prints

Month:

People have joys and sorrows. How much brighter the moonlight is at home!

lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home

so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?

When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past?

the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine.