The Beijing Winter Olympics are in full swing
At the opening ceremony on February 4
A countdown to the 24 solar terms with unique Chinese characteristics
Poetry and song + traditional calendar
Wow the world
Let everyone appreciate the beauty and romance of China
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Let's open the East River lake in a 24-solar way
Enjoy the beauty of the East River and Lake together
The law returns to the late years with less frost, and the grass and trees in the spring are known to the world.
I felt that the business in front of me was full, and the east wind was blowing green and uneven.
Good rain knows the season, when spring is happening.
Dive into the night with the wind, and the moisturizer is silent.
The wild trails are dark and the river boats are alone.
Xiao looked at the red wet place, and the flowers were heavy in the official city.
Spring thunder, all things long.
The spring breeze is like a distinguished guest, and it will be prosperous as soon as it arrives.
Come sweep away the snow of a thousand mountains and return to the flowers of all nations.
During the Qingming Dynasty, the rain is pouring,
Pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
Where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy refers to the apricot blossom village.
Falling hairspring march waiting,
Wind and rain wash a city of flowers.
Unknown Dongguo Qingming Wine,
What a rain tea like West Window Valley.
The moon of Mengxia, the beginning of heaven and earth, all things are shown.
The little one who is full, the thing is as small as it is full.
When it rains and mango seeds, all four fields are planted with seedlings.
The family wheat rice is beautiful, and the song is long everywhere.
The old man became an inert farmer and paid for the bamboo bed forever.
The decay is short, love this rain and cool.
Nawagi Shuki voice, Kado Yuka.
The warbler's clothes were not wet, and he persuaded me to hold a look.
That is, now fortunately nothing happened, and the sea is nongsang;
Wild old is not poor, and the song of the turk is Yu Tang.
Hear the cicadas everywhere, know that in the middle of May.
Dragon diving puddle, fire to help the Sun Palace.
Frequent flying electricity over the rain, the clouds repeatedly carry rainbows.
After Ruibin moved, the two qi went west and east.
The mountain light suddenly set in the west, and the pond moon gradually moved east.
Radiate the coolness of the sunset, open and lie idle.
The lotus wind sends the aroma, and the bamboo dew drops clearly.
If you want to play the piano, you hate ignorant music rewards.
Feeling this nostalgic for the past, the dream of the midnight labor.
The summer and autumn are approaching, and Lin Zhongjiu has moved in the summer.
The night of the opening of the laurel wheel, when the fireworks shine in the air.
The fruit invites Confucians, and the pu pu long ink pond.
The yarn is rolled up and waited for the wind to blow.
Zi Chen quit the fire, and Shang Biao was already shocked.
The clouds harvest summer colors, and the leaves of the wood move in autumn.
There are no three days in the summer, and the new cool is straight.
The white head is more worldly, and the grass prints the Zen heart.
Let the crane dance and listen to the intermittent chanting of the grubs.
Those who know the life of benevolence may not be the depth of the sea.
The drum breaks the pedestrian, and the side autumn a goose sounds.
Dew from tonight white, the moon is the hometown of Ming.
There are brothers scattered, homeless to ask life and death.
The letter was not sent for a long time, but the soldiers were not suspended.
A leaf falls, equally divided into autumn colors,
All things reap, and the years are unharmed.
The leaves of the small courtyard are first condensed, and the light cold is just a lovely day.
All things in heaven and earth have fallen frost,
May the persimmons be as good as they wish and the autumn be full of joy.
Frozen pen new poems lazy to write, cold stove wine when warm.
Drunk to see the ink flower moon white, trance snow full of the front village.
The snow was already clear and dark, and the long waves were hoarse.
The lonely boat stayed overnight in the flowing water, watching the mountain head and the moon setting on the stream.
The pillow is cold, and the window is clear again.
At night, I know that the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of bamboo folding.
The days and hours of personnel are urged, and the winter solstice and the yang are born and spring comes again.
There is warmth in the heart, and the years are not cold.
The sky is cold and green, and the north wind is called dry mulberry.
Thick ice without cracks, short days with cold light.
Knocking stones must not be fired, and the strong yin is seizing the sun.
Tune the bitterness and say nothing, and freeze into this chapter.
Spring comes and goes, autumn harvest and winter hiding
The years are quiet, and the coming to Japan is long
May you all be in the 24 solar terms of the East River
Encounter picturesque scenery and have a poetic life
Source: Dongjiang Lake Tourist Area
Editor: He Xuan Second instance: Tang Xiaoping
Final Judge: Wang Shoudong Yuan Junjie