In the UK we have four seasons:-
Here is a poem that may help you remember the seasons:-
The earth is warm, the sun's ablaze,
it is a time of carefree days;
and bees abuzz that chance to pass may see me snoozing in the grass.
The leaves are yellow, red, and brown,
a shower sprinkles softly down;
the air is fragrant, crisp, and cool,
and once again I'm stuck in school.
The birds are gone, the world is white,
the winds are wild, they chill and bite;
the ground is thick with slush and sleet,
and I can barely feel my feet.
The fields are rich with daffodils,
a coat of clover cloaks the hills,
and I must dance, and I must sing to see the beauty of the spring.