"Still drank Xinfeng wine, Fuling is still raining. Meet Mo Wen in cold and hot weather. " Let's stick together all the time, listen to the disappearance of suffering and watch the happiness bloom.

The world is warm and cold, and people are comfortable. Meng Haoran is sad that "but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers were folded"; Du Fu was delighted with the farmer's "sneaking into the night with the wind and moistening things silently".

However, Xin Qiji is happy for the bumper harvest year. "In the rice fragrance, it is said that frogs are full in the harvest year"; In Li Bai's mind, he thought of the jade custom of the four blessings, "Autumn wind blows my heart and goes to Yuguan forever."

Rachel thinks autumn is many times better than spring. "Clear sky cranes row clouds, poetic Bixiao"; In winter in Liu Changqing, "the setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor";

In the snowy days in Cen Can, it is already a flower in full bloom in spring. "Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." The weather between heaven and earth is natural but more popular.

Attitude, realm. To paraphrase Dongpo's words, it is the best season to see how warm and cold the world is, and it is also the hot and cold weather we need most.

Where there is a foundation, there is something. No matter in the field of poetry convention or in the field of ups and downs of life, as long as we in Do not forget your initiative mind do not forget our pioneering spirit, we will always be able to do it.

This season, we start with Joy. That night, we went to a distant place with joy. Every year's poetry meeting is like a ship on the first floor sent by the raging river. The wedding on the ship was brightly lit. We are friends with poetry, help friends and admire heroes. Bacon casts the soul.