1. "Ode to Alshan"
Author: Wei Zhi
Dreams and wonders
The wind of chance blows the dream of spring
In the distant snowy land, the peaks rise
The love of Qilin Peak
The bravery of the legendary children can still be seen in the Rhododendron Valley
That piece of red azalea
The sea of ??flowers stretches to the sky
Under the White Wolf Peak, happiness flows
The sun shines on the vast acre of Songye Lake
Countless melancholy and sleeplessness are waiting in the wilderness
Even if there are a thousand regrets
I will deeply fall in love with the rippling blue waves of the Aershan Hot Spring
Leading countless moments of happiness, the unfamiliar shoulders are filled with familiar fruits
They are all seeds of the future
But none of them can stay safe
They come from a river Cross over
Fly into another paradise with their swaying reflections in the water
And the light that gathers and disperses
Wake up from the water in autumn
p>The willow orchids are blooming in full bloom and the Gesang flowers have handed themselves over
The steps are very light. The waist embraced by lilies is getting slender
A wisp of gauze and a wisp of mist
Waiting to blend in, a fantasy Arshan
2. "Four Seasons" "Ru Cantabile"
Author: Li Qing
We are walking in the spring of life
Spring flowers are blooming
Giving us the fantasy of youth< /p>
Put on the wings of ideals
Walk through the spring
Youth is no longer confused
The monument of life
Need The rock foundation of youth
Autumn is a harvest season
The red maple leaves
And the golden fruits
Can you A clear conscience
Songs of passion
Harvest to your heart's content
Winter is a warm season
The blazing fire
It reflects your happy face
It warms your vicissitudes of heart
The beautiful and flawless white snow
It spreads your life All in pure white
Oh. How beautiful life is
This spring?
My heart is very confused this spring?
I suddenly thought of something Tombstone?
Remind me of my childhood for a while?
My heart is very confused this spring?
The poems of spring have been filled with spring?
My poem is the spring grass blades and flower crowns?
In this spring?
What else can I do?
Also Who can I embrace spring and time with?
3. "Winter Morning"
Author: Pushkin?
Frost and sunshine, what a wonderful day!
Charming friend, you are sleeping peacefully.
It’s time, beauty, wake up!
Open your sleepy eyes that have been closed by Anle.
Please come out, as the morning star of the north,
come and meet the goddess of morning glow in the north!
Last night, you remember, the wind and snow were swirling,
The menacing sky was shrouded in darkness.
The yellow moon behind the dark clouds
is like a pale spot in the night sky.
And you are sitting there, bored -
But now...ah, please look out the window
Under the blue sky, it is as bright as a carpet Spreading dazzlingly across the wilderness.
The vast expanse of white snow is shining with the sun,
Only the transparent woods are darkening.
There are also fir branches glowing green through the hoarfrost: the frozen river is shining brightly.
The whole room was illuminated by the light of amber
. There was a pleasant crackling sound in the newly lit fire
.
At this time, it is so beautiful to lie in bed and daydream.
However, should you ask someone to hitch the brown horse to the sleigh early
!
Dear friends, a light journey
Let us glide through the morning snow.
Let the fierce horses run,
Let us visit the empty fields.
The lush woods not long ago, and the river bank, were so dear to me.
4. "Plum Plum Tree"
Author: Ye Saining?
The fragrant plum tree blooms with spring,
The golden branches grow like curly hair.
The sweet dewdrops
flow down the bark;
leaving behind spicy green traces
Silver medium shimmer.
The satin-like flower spikes
glisten under the dewdrops,
like bright earrings,
worn on the beautiful girl’s ears. On the ear.
Where the remaining snow melts,
on the grass near the tree roots,
a silver stream,
happy all the way The ground flows.
The thick plum tree stretched out its branches,
exuding a charming fragrance,
golden green marks,
reflecting the rays of the sun .
The stream raised waves of broken jade,
splashed onto the branches of the thick plum tree,
and played the strings of the piano under the cliff,
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Sing affectionately for her.
5. "The Tree by the Window"
Author: Frost?
The tree by my window, the tree by the window,
I close the window when night falls;
But never close the curtains,
so as not to isolate you and me.
You are the dim dream shadow rising from the earth,
You are as erratic as the floating clouds,
All that your light tongue loudly declares,
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Not everything makes perfect sense.
But tree, I have seen the strong wind shake you.
If you caught a glimpse of me sleeping in this room,
you would see that I was violently agitated,
almost swept away by the storm.
It was a child's play of fate that day,
The two of us were connected together:
You were affected by the external climate,
And I am the turmoil of the storm in my heart.