Modern Poems about the Four Seasons

1, "Autumn Morning"

Author Yu Ganyu? Dynasty Modern

Farewell, star-frosted night,

I have suffered the bitter sins that holy water can hardly wash away,

You squarely stepped over my back,

Welcome, O East Dawn, you have risen again!

In these last moments, I open my eyes

and clasp my hands to the feet of the sun, and watch

the leaves tremble, and the flowers dance, and listen to the sounds of the marketplace in ecstasy

until I fall into tears of joy!

2, "Autumn"

Author He Qifang? Dynasty Modern Times

Shocked off the morning full of cloaked dew, lumbering sound Ding Ding floated out of the valley.

Put down the scythe that has been filled with the fragrance of rice, and use the basket to carry the plump melons and fruits between the bamboo hedges.

Autumn inhabits the farmhouse. It casts a round net into the cold mist of the river and collects the shadows of the green bream-like sallow leaves.

The reed canopies are full of white frost, gently rocking the returning oars. Autumn games on the fishing boats.

The grassy fields were more sparse in the sound of crickets. The streams are clearer from the drying up of the rocks.

Where is the sound of the flute on the cow's back, the flute-hole full of the fragrance and heat of the summer night? Autumn dreams in the eyes of the shepherdess.

3. Autumn Dreams

Author Dai Wangshu? Dynasty Modern Times

The sheep bells of the long-distance shepherdesses

shook down the light leaves.

Autumn dreams are light,

That is the love of the fair shepherdess.

So my dreams came quietly,

but laden with heavy yesterdays.

Oh, now I have some cold,

some chill, and some melancholy.

4. "The Burial of the Stars"

Author Yu Guangzhong? Modern Times

Light blue night overflows into the window Summer pours too full

The fireflies' little palace lamps dream

Dreams of the Tang Palace Dreams of the chasing light-robed fan

Dreams of another summer night, a star's funeral

Dreams of a flash of reach and annihilation

And your exclamation of surprise, my retrospection, and a moment of countenance

Some cold and some melancholy

The author Yu Guangzhong? p>5. "Spring, Ten Haizi"

Author Haizi? Modern Times

Spring, Ten Seas, All Resurrected

In the Bright Landscape

Laughing at this barbaric and sad sea

What is the purpose of your long slumber?

In the spring, ten seas roar low

Dancing and singing around you and me

Tearing your black hair out of your eyes, riding you away, the dust flying

The pain of your cleavage fills the earth

In the spring, savage and vengeful sea

This is the one left, the last

This is the son of night, immersed in winter and dying of death. The son, immersed in winter, devoted to death

cannot help himself, in love with the empty, cold countryside

where the grains are piled high and cover the windows

half of them are used for the mouths and stomachs of six families

half of them are used for agriculture, they reproduce themselves

The gusts of wind that blow from east to west and north to south, ignoring the night and dawn

The wind that blows from east to west, north to south, and ignores the darkness of the night, and the light of day

The winds that blow from east to west and north to south.

What exactly do you mean by dawn?