Spring water is full of four Zeze, summer clouds and many strange peaks.
Autumn moon Yang Minghui, winter ridge show cold pine.
——Wei Jin, Tao Yuanming, "Four Hours"
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four hours are orderly, and they also have their own characteristics. In the spring, the east wind thaws, and the warm spring water is a must; in the summer, the summer heat rises, and the strange peaks are clouded with smoke and clouds; the pine trees that are cold and frozen in winter, standing proudly and still green are a must; as for autumn, the dry and fresh night, the extraordinarily bright moon is the most haunting.
Lookout Cave Garden
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
Lake light autumn moon two phases and,
There are no goggles on the pool surface.
Looking at the dongting landscape and water,
A green snail in a silver plate.
The scenery under the autumn moon seems to have a layer of "filter".
In autumn, the water color of Dongting Lake and the moonlight of Kyaukgyao reflect each other, and the lake surface is calm and calm, like a natural, unpolished bronze mirror. Looking at Dongting Lake from the high-rise building, the clear water of the lake sparkles in the moonlight, and the green mountains are as green as ink, like a green snail in a silver plate.
Autumn moon
Song Dynasty: Zhu Xi
Clear streams flow through Bishantou,
The empty water is bright and colorful in autumn.
Cut off the red dust for thirty miles,
White clouds and red leaves are two leisurely.
Autumn moon, the purest.
The clear stream flows slowly over the turquoise peaks and then down from the highest point. The clear stream, the blue sky, and the cold moon color constitute an ethereal and fresh autumn scene.
The white clouds are leisurely, the mountain maples are burning, and the autumn colors here are unique. The holy moonlight sprinkled down, the hustle and bustle of the world seemed to slowly drift away from itself, and even the restless heart began to calm down.
Frost moon
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
At first hearing that there are no cicadas in the goose,
The 100-foot building is high in water and meets the sky.
Young woman Sue is resistant to cold,
In the middle of the month frost Dou Chan Juan.
The autumn moon is as quiet and beautiful as autumn itself.
I had just heard the chirping of the nanfei geese in the air, and only then did I realize that the summer cicadas had long disappeared. Climbing up to a 100-foot-tall building, you can see that the lake and the sky are cultivated. Presumably, the frost god Qingnu who is not afraid of the cold and Chang'e in the Guanghan Palace must be competing with who is more icy and jade, so that the cold moon and the cold frost reflect each other and achieve a magnificent autumn night picture.
Jade rank resentment
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Jade steps are born of white dew, and the night has long invaded Luo socks.
But under the crystal curtain, Linglong looked at the autumn moon.
Ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, how many people poured out countless unspeakable thoughts and sorrows to the autumn moon.
Late at night in autumn, dew gradually condensed on the jade steps, and the palace maid stood alone in front of the steps and looked up at the moon, until the dew wet her socks and had to return to the house. But lonely, she returned to the house, still looking at this exquisite autumn moon through the crystal curtain, and told her all about her heart.
Lotus leaf cup mirror water night to autumn moon
Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingjun
Mirror water night to autumn moon, like snow.
When picking lotuses, the little lady is red pink against the cold waves.
I am sad and thinking.
How many people, by this round of autumn moon, touched by the intestines, lonely with it.
There is no wind at night, and the waves in the pond are as calm as a mirror under the reflection of the autumn moon. Under the snowy moonlight, the lotus-picking girl wore red clothes and red makeup, but she could only sigh at the cold pool water. Absent-mindedly picking lotuses, while thinking about his lover, he was puzzled and sad, but only the autumn moon in the sky accompanied him.
The cool breeze has faith, and the autumn moon is boundless. Tonight, looking up at the moon, do you praise her charm, miss someone, or say a few whispers to her?