Beginning of spring
The quiet night is cold, and the morning may be new
There are many wishes in the window, and there is a lot of obsession.
January moonlight and scenery, eight thousand winds and dust.
Dongjun doesn't ask about it, and still visits people.
Rainwater
Don't laugh at the east wind fake, Jiang Huiyan believes the truth.
The cold mountains listen to the rain feet, and the residual snow is faint.
Yu Zhao adds spring, and the sunset moves Yuanjin.
The sound of the city pierces through the alley, and the memory is a flower seller.
Stinged
The small courtyard has been sparse for ten years, and the pond is rising in the new year.
Swimming bees win birds and sun guests, and plum makeup mirrors people in the water.
Lightly step on the moss of the idle pavilion, and slowly look for the butterfly of the fragrant tree and the blind date.
The thunder flies and the fleece padded jacket, and the sun shadow is like a smiling old body.
Vernal equinox
The cold and warm mountains are half a minute, and the sun and prosperity are smelling.
The smoke is light and the willows often shake the rain, and the thin-faced peach blossoms are the most cloudy.
The colorful butterflies fly with the shadows, and the yellow warblers serve the spring diligently.
The farmer is afraid that the famine is short, and he looks at the canopy window and gets up early.
Qingming
Therefore, the grass is still green, and the breeze is also changing the year.
The peach blossoms covered their tears, and the willow eyes were full of smoke.
The empty steps extend the heavy ridge, and look at the passing river affectionately.
It rains in the season, and origami burns money slowly.
Gu Yu
The flowers bloom and the grass is soft, and the green willows are on the edge of the rocks.
The buried spring is full of rain, but the long weather is like a year.
The warbler cries smoke from now on, and people have no way to love the cuckoo.
Last night, the river in front of the pavilion was full, and the waves in Zhoutou were wide and busy.
Lixia
Time to try a single guest, the willow outside the shade with the summer.
Radiate a slight cool thinking of love day, and steal the half-old laughing scale people.
The flowers are still in the summer, and the dream is against the original thing.
Don't ask Cheng Zhai how much to understand, and the pure heart is also clean of the public dust.
Xiaoman
Pavilions and pavilions Jinhua Hall, Yan Yu sings romantic madness.
The water vapor newly invades the green of the railing, and the loquat is the first ripe wheat and autumn yellow.
Health is more into three glasses of wine, and the festival is leisurely traveling to ten miles of township.
Always to the bustling memory of the taste, smell the bitter herbs from afar.
Miscanthus species
The water is full of pond greenery, and the warp and weft buckets refer to the grass ends.
Green plums often cook hero wine, and wheat rice is still empty old rice warehouse.
The atmosphere is popular and the scenery is popular, and the farmhouse says that the farmers are mulberry.
Pour the pot and pour out the addicts, who will solve the long-term livelihood for ten years?
Summer solstice
The clouds are thousands of mountains, and the long wind is green.
The river chases the waves, and the boat is full of songs.
Ask for peace of mind and relax to learn from the Buddha.
The streamer is far away, and the dream is staggering.
Xiao Xia
Aging in the court brings summer sorrow, and time only flows for you.
Whose house is the lotus rain over, where the willow leaves are born.
The eaves angle leads the wind and often breaks the dream, and the river tide follows the boat far away.
Seeking seclusion is also a good landscape, and the heart is quiet, and people are cool and autumn.
Great heat
Also remember the east mountain peak to escape the summer, what is the homestay dog fire?
The summer breeze is cool in the depths of the pot and bottle.
The township bends ten miles of Ming Xinshe, and the cicada trees are full of sunset.
Leisurely walk as you like, and the green mountains and rivers are long.
In the mountains, I don't know the heat in June, but I only have a clear heart and a mulberry.
Beginning of autumn
The summer heat in the west of the clouds gradually disappears, and the night light shines on the water south bridge.
The small cool air is on the sycamore, and the half-constricted heart is to the wicker.
Personnel gold wind and dust, clothes and idle words rhyme initial tone.
The madman's ambition does not decrease with the years, and the jade grits are a scoop of new soup.
Heat
The summer wind decreases overnight, and the moon shadow is half a minute long.
The leaves fall from the window, and the mountains follow the chrysanthemums.
There are many and few insects, and the cicadas are still scared.
There are subtle things in the world, mixed with heat and cool.
There is no rain in the great drought of Renyin
The timing is beginning to appear, and the summer in Nanzhou is endless.
The moon is clear and the festival wishes, the wind is warm and the cicadas are slow.
Minoru is anxious and thirsty, and the rivers and lakes are worried.
The cannon urged a thousand drops of rain, only wet and bitter.
Autumnal equinox
The day is long and the night is divided into a room, and the cool is even wet and dew in the suburbs.
The light wind and frost are at the beginning of the festival, and the bright moon is good for the body.
The love is colorful from the hidden, and the mood is colorful and boundless.
Green, old, red, yellow, and purple ribbons, Rong Huai Qiushi is the most intimate.
Cold dew
The empty court turns deep in the day, and the night dew urges the years to invade.
The air belt frost the resentful willows, and the sky will be crimson and dyed green.
Open the furnace and cook the copper kettle slowly, and the couch is often an inch wide and the heart is inches wide.
The taste is not frightened by the cold and summer, and people are cold and moaning during the festival.
Frost falls
The mist rises from a thousand mountains, and the wind and forest are autumn on both sides.
The cold sound is noisy, and the white dew drips the branches.
With a long view of the threshold, how far the competition flows.
Knowing the meaning of the maple leaves from afar, the clear scenery is chasing the tour.
Beginning of winter
Between the banks and valleys of the wildfire smoke springs, Danfeng is leading the north wind and cold.
The winding path of autumn relics is old, and the leaves fall into the lotus pond to listen to the rain.
Crossing the ridge and sunshine are shared by everyone, including the window and the thin shadow of the dream.
The frost is good and the vegetables are green, and the heart hangs high on the wine plate.
Light snow
Akiyama asked all over the Fang to fly away, and the old body came with the wind from the trees.
At a glance, Xiangliu went alone, and several fields fought for the new.
Be diligent in adding snow to your sideburns, so that the frost will be dusty.
Mahjong in the alley wears the sound of the season, and there are busy people in the winter leisure place.
Heavy snowfall
The chrysanthemum has not diminished, and the snowflake is cut.
Do Yashan River Clean, Qingming Sun and Moon guess.
The end of the world is not jealous, and the cold place is light and sad.
turned into a lovesick dream, Qiaomei will open.
Winter solstice
Yuelu pine Ming seventy peaks, Jianghan Shizhu thin midwinter.
People are poor and dream of frost flying pillows, and the snow platform is even more leaky.
The flow of illness came back and sighed, and Zhu Yan was sad when he was old.
Yang Xing pole to open a new nine, in exchange for next year will be very different.
Xiao Han
Sanjiu is full of rivers and lakes, and the sound of loose sound enters the drawing.
The mountains are full of sleep, and the ice and snow are slowly suspended.
The fresh taste is boundless, and the rich spring moistens the pen needs.
Mei Xiang first crossed the ridge, and a piece of paper was constructed.
The big cold coincides with the Chinese New Year's Eve and Spring Festival
The cold mountain is happy to move three consecutive scenes, and the year turns to the end of the world
The door is red and blessed, and the wind chases the fashion to attract the tide.
The love is secretly knotted with the smell of smoke and dust, and the fortune meets the dawn of spring.
Overnight reorganization, old and young halal.
The article was taken by the author.