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What are the modern poems about the four seasons?

1, ode to Arxan

Author: Wei Zhi

Fantasy miracle

The accidental wind blew up the dream of spring.

In the snowy area in the distance, the peaks are protruding.

Love in Qilin Peak

Legend has it that the courage of children is still visible in the cuckoo valley.

That piece of red azalea

Hua hai Lian Tian

Happiness flows under the White Wolf Peak.

Songye Lake is sunny.

There are countless melancholy and sleepless in the wilderness.

Even with a thousand regrets.

I will also fall in love with Aershan Hot Spring, which is a hot spring covered with water.

Pulling countless happy moments, unfamiliar shoulders are covered with familiar fruits.

They are all seeds of the future.

But no one can obey the rules.

They crossed a river.

Fly to another heaven with their reflections swaying in the water.

There are also light edges that gather and disperse back and forth.

Wake up from the water in autumn

Willow herb is blooming brightly, and Gesanghua has handed herself over.

Lightfooted. Lily's waist is getting thinner and thinner.

A wisp of gauze and mist

Waiting to melt in a fantasy aershan.

2. Four Seasons Like Songs

Author: Li Qing

We are walking in the spring of life.

Spring flowers bloom

Give us the illusion of youth.

Put on the ideal wings

The whole spring

Youth is no longer confused.

Monument to life

Need the cornerstone of youth

Autumn is the harvest season.

Red maple leaf

Golden fruit

You have a clear conscience.

Passionate singing

Enjoy the harvest

Winter is a warm season.

A raging fire

Red your happy face.

Warm your heart after vicissitudes.

The beautiful and flawless white snow

Make your life white.

Oh, how wonderful life is.

Spring this year

My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.

Think for a moment about some tombstones.

Think of my childhood for a while.

My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.

Poetry in spring is written in spring.

My poems are the leaves of grass and crowns in spring.

This spring,

What else can I do?

Who else can I embrace spring and time with?

3. Winter morning

Author: Pushkin

Frost and sunshine, what a beautiful day!

Charming friend, but you are sleeping.

It's time, beauty, wake up!

Open your sleepy eyes closed by happiness.

Please come out, as the morning star in the north,

Come and meet the goddess of the morning glow in the north!

Last night, you remember, the snow was spinning,

The sinister sky is shrouded in darkness.

The yellow moon behind the dark clouds

Like pale spots in the night sky.

You sit there, bored-

But now ... ah, please look out the window.

Under the blue sky, it spreads brilliantly on the Yuan Ye like a tapestry.

A large area of snow shines with sunshine,

Only the transparent Woods are darkening.

The branches of fir trees glow green in the frost: the frozen river is bright.

Amber lit up the whole room.

It's shining. In a new fire

Make a pleasant crackling sound.

It's really beautiful to lie in bed and daydream at this time.

However, should you call someone earlier?

Put the brown horse on the sleigh!

Dear friends, have a nice trip.

Let's slide through the early morning snow.

Let that fierce horse run,

Let's visit the clearing.

The forest that grew not long ago,

That river bank is too good for me.

4. Thick plum trees

Author: Ye Saining

A stout plum tree,

Open it with a spring,

Golden branches,

Grow like curly hair.

Sweet dew,

Dropping down the bark;

Leaving a green trace of spices,

Shining silver.

Satin nail

Shining in the dew,

Like bright earrings,

Put it on a pretty girl's ear.

Where the residual snow melts,

On the grass near the roots,

A silver stream,

Happy flow all the way.

The stout plum tree stretches its branches,

Give off a charming fragrance,

Golden green sign,

Reflecting sunlight.

The stream makes waves of broken jade,

Splashed on the branches of the thick plum tree,

Playing the strings under the cliff,

Sing for her affectionately.

5. The tree by the window

Author: frost

The tree by my window, the tree by my window,

When night falls, I close the window;

But don't draw the curtains,

So as not to separate you from me.

You are a hazy dream shadow rising on the ground,

You are as erratic as a cloud,

Everything you preach loudly with your light tongue,

Not everything makes sense.

But tree, I saw the wind shaking you.

If you catch a glimpse of me sleeping in this room,

You'll see that I'm being stirred violently,

Almost swept by the storm.

The fate of that day is due to its playfulness,

Linking the two of us together:

You are influenced by the external climate,

And I am the inner wind and rain.

Small scenery in the forest

Author: Jin Bo

Sunlight penetrates branches and leaves;

Dyed light green;

The wind, whistling;

Slip gently through the leaves.

Air flows into the Woods;

Also become sweet and soft.

Therefore, on every tree;

There are birds singing.

spring dream—short-lived good times

Author: anonymous

I like ...

Spring dream; It's called the dream of spring.

I tried to dream of you; But always in vain.

I like to turn my pillow upside down when I wake up; I heard that this was done; Will make dreams come true.

In this dreamy spring; I tossed and turned; Sleepless on a lonely pillow.

Push open the door of spring

Author: anonymous

I hear birds chirping.

In the city; There are several spring birds;

They dare not enter the city;

Just cheer and jump outside the classroom;

They are as simple as farmers in rural areas;

Let me sprout a sense of closeness;

They are my friends;

It seems that I happened to meet a relative;

They're looking for unknown bugs

Make a friendly voice to your partner;

Outside school, I fell in love with birdsong;

In the argument of birds; I pushed open the door of spring.

autumn

Author: He Qifang

The morning dew falls,

The sound of logging jingled in the valley.

Put down the sickle full of fragrant rice,

Use a basket to put rich fruits and vegetables between bamboo fences.

Live in a farmhouse in autumn.

Drop a round net on the cold fog on the river,

Put away the shadow of cypress leaves like a herring.

The reed crown is covered with frost,

Shake the parked paddle gently.

The autumn sports meeting is held on fishing boats.

The grass is getting wider and wider in the cricket's cry.

The stream dried up and the stones became clearer.

Where is the flute on the cow's back?

The flute hole full of summer fragrance and heat?

Qiu Meng in the eyes of shepherdess.

Spring this year

Author: anonymous

My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.

Think for a moment about some tombstones.

Think of my childhood for a while.

My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.

Poetry in spring is written in spring.

My poems are the leaves of grass and crowns in spring.

Definition: Description of scenery is a description of scenery, which is basically a narrative. Writing articles about scenery, emotion is the soul of scenery, and scenery is the support of emotion. Only when emotions and scenery blend naturally can a good article be written.

Technique: generally, it is to change the scene and write the scene, which can make the scene move! Landscape description is more common in narratives based on people's narratives. These scenery descriptions are generally used to explain the background, time and place of the story, and play a role in rendering the atmosphere, setting off the characters and showing the center. There is also a kind of article in the narrative, which specifically describes seasonal solar terms, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, the sun, the moon and the starry sky, cloudy eyes, rain and snow, flowers and trees, living environment, customs and habits, and so on.

Appreciation of Examples: Zhu Ziqing's prose "Spring" describes all kinds of scenery in spring: mountains, water, grass, flowers, rain and so on. As for spring grass, the author has grasped the following characteristics: first, the budding bud is exposed to the ground because of the obstruction of squeezing through the soil; The second is the tender mind and tenderness of the newborn grass; Third, the color of spring grass is "green"; Fourth, human touch is "soft".