1. Poems describing winter and time
"Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. "Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming. "Song of White Snow Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" by Tang Cen Shen The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and the snow falls in August.
Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. It scatters into the bead curtain and wets the Luo curtain, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.
The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective armor is still cold. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.
The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes. Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and does not turn over due to the freezing cold.
I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow. I can't see you on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
"The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty. At dusk, the mountains are far away, and the weather is cold and the white house is poor. Chaimen hears the barking of dogs, and returns home on a snowy night.
"Looking at the Remaining Snow in the South" by Tang Zuyong The Yin ridge in Zhongnan is beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds. The forest shows its bright color, and the city becomes colder at dusk.
"Ask Liu Nineteenth" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. Green ants make new fermented wine and a small red clay stove. It's snowing in the evening, and I can't help but drink a cup.
"Travel to the North Wind" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The candle dragon lives in a humble door, and its brilliance is as bright as day. Why can't the sun and moon shine like this? Only the north wind roars up from the sky.
The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace. In December, when I miss my wife in Youzhou, I stop singing and laugh, and the two moths destroy her.
Leaning against the door and looking at passers-by, it is sad to read that the Great Wall is bitter and cold. When I said goodbye, I picked up my sword and went to save him. I left behind this golden sword with tiger inscriptions.
There is an arrow with white feathers in it, and a spider spins a web and creates dust. The arrows are empty, and people will die in battle and never come back.
I couldn’t bear to see this thing, so I burned it to ashes. The Yellow River can be blocked by holding soil, but the north wind, rain and snow can hardly cut it.
"Farewell to Dong Da" by Tang Gaoshi The yellow clouds spread over thousands of miles in the daytime, and the north wind blew wild geese and snow. Don't worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
"Song under the Sai" Tang Lulun The black geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night. In order to drive the Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife.
"Winter Eve" Tang Cen Shen The sweat, frost, and wind are blowing across the sky and the earth, and there is no business in the hot springs and fire wells. The dragons and snakes in Zeguo cannot stretch out due to the cold, and the thin cypresses in Nanshan have faded away.
"Answering Guests on a Winter Night" by Tang Bao Rong Winter is more sincere and lovely than night leaks. Fortunately, in the frost and dew, the chariot and horse are caught in the cold.
There is no time to learn and cultivate, and millet will be destroyed by weeds and weeds. How can it be that relatives and guests are scattered, and birds and mice move to their nests.
I can only see the green pine in my heart, and the frost covers the soft rose. If you are strong and humble like this, how can you show kindness?
Reminiscing about the ancient husband, a word carries the weight of mountains and rivers. Play the sword of Chu in the wind, and play the song of Yan for your son.
"Early Winter" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The weather in the south of the Yangtze River is good in October, and the poor winter scenery is like spring. The light frost has not killed the luxuriant grass, and the warm sun has begun to dry up the desert sand.
The leaves of the old zhejie are as yellow as those of young trees, and the branches of cold cherry blossoms are as white as wild flowers. At this time, the idle people were drunk, and the five horses had no way to enter the restaurant.
"The Negative Winter Sun" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The high winter sun rises and shines on the south corner of my house. Sit down with your eyes closed, and let the harmonious energy grow on your skin.
At first it feels like drinking mellow wine, but also like being stung by suds. The outside is smooth and the body is smooth, and the middle is moderate without a thought.
I forget where I am, my heart is empty. "Winter Night" Tang Bai Juyi's family was poor and his loved ones were separated, so he just wanted to hang out because he was ill.
There is no one in front of me, I am sleeping alone in the village. The lights are dim and the curtains are broken.
In front of Cece’s window, there was fresh snow falling again. Over the years, I have been sleeping less and getting up in the middle of the night to sit upright.
If you don’t learn to sit still and forget your mind, you will never be able to live in peace. Wuran is in this world, and Haoran feels guilty.
Four years and one thousand three hundred nights passed like this. "Shou Sui" by Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty. The dusk scene is in the Xianfang Hall, and the palace is gorgeous in the old age.
The cold leaves the winter snow, and the warmth brings the spring breeze. The steps are fragrant and plain, and the flowers and candles are red.
***Happy New Year and farewell to the old year. "Working in the Wind and Snow" by Tang Bai Juyi At the end of the year, the wind shakes the earth, and the night is cold and snowy.
Where can I stay, in front of a warm tent and a warm stove? Two layers of brown silk quilt, one collar of flower velvet felt.
I can’t breathe when the porridge is cooked, and I sleep peacefully when the sun is high. At that time, the mind and body are free from distractions.
I spent the past six years living in peace and quiet through the wind and snow. Suddenly I think about the tourists from far away, and then I think about the scholars who came to court in the early days.
Walking at night is freezing cold, and the cold weather has not yet risen. The mind is the king and father of the body, and the body is the subject of the mind.
The lack of physical freedom is all caused by the mind. Since my heart is content, my body is at peace.
I should live up to you even though I have a small speech form. 2. Poems about the moon and snow
Moon: The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world seems to be next to each other.
The bright moon hangs in the sky, making the night lonely.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.
The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.
I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon and follow you until the end of the night.
Snow: Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom.
The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the sky is full of snow in August.
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone; I know it is not snow from a distance because there is a faint fragrance.
You are nowhere to be seen on the winding mountain road, and there is only a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
Where is my home in the Qinling Mountains where the clouds are crossing? The snow is holding the blue gate and the horse is unable to move forward.
Qinghai is covered by long clouds and covered with snow-capped mountains, and the isolated city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.
If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.
I don’t know that the water flowers bloomed first, but it is suspected that they have not been sold after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum Blossoms") 3. A poem describing the passage of time in the snow.
Lamenting the current situation and worrying about the moon: "The thin clouds and rocks are sleeping." Describing the war, "the war is in the dust and the desert, and the moon in Jianghan is beautiful." ", "It's not easy to see the bright moon flawless, the purple energy is gloomy and fighting", and "The long moon beside the moon" that reflects the passage of time. In clear verses, it is expressed. "There is no news from the wild goose, and the dream of returning home is difficult to come by".
You use snow to modify the old man's face, beard, and eyebrows to express pure whiteness. I think it is When the snow takes you away, I hate the snow and things related to the snow, but I also imagine that when the snow comes, you will come back. It is us who reach out again and again in the dream. The passing ones are covered with flowers, lest we see them again, and the hazelnut trees and alder trees are covered with snow for the second time. Purish's prose poems mostly describe the fertility of nature. And vitality, rich imagination, novel and appropriate metaphors, expressing that as time goes by, everything will become green - the truth will eventually win, and the century of truth will eventually come." 4. Poems about snow
1. "Snow Plum, Part One" by Lu Meipo in the Song Dynasty
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in the spring, so the poet put aside his pen and commented on it.
The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
Translation: Both plum blossoms and snowflakes think that they have all the beauty of spring, and neither one is willing to admit defeat. It is difficult to break a poet and write a critical article. To be fair, the plum blossoms make the snowflakes crystal white, but the snowflakes lose the fragrance of the plum blossoms.
2. "Qing Ping Le·Every Year in the Snow" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
In the snow every year, plum blossoms are often placed to get drunk. There is no good intention in moving away all the plum blossoms, but I won a lot of clothes and clear tears.
This year, everywhere in the world, Xiaoxiao’s temples are blooming. Depending on the wind coming in the evening, plum blossoms should not be visible.
Translation: When it snowed every year when I was a child, I would often indulge in the interest of arranging plum blossoms. Later, although I had the plum branches in my hands, I was not in a good mood to enjoy them. I just rubbed them carelessly, causing my clothes to be stained with tears.
When the plum blossoms bloom again this year, I live alone in a very remote place, and the short and thin hair around my ears has turned gray. Looking at the open plum blossoms blown by the wind that night, it was probably hard to see their splendor.
3. "Partridge Sky, Snow Shines on the Mountain City, Jade Fingers Are Cold" written by Liu in the Song Dynasty
Snow shines on the mountain city, jade fingers are cold, and a Qiang pipe complains in the building.
Plum blossoms bloomed several times in the south of the Yangtze River, and people’s temples have become mottled at the end of the world.
The stars are dotted and the moon is clustered. The river flows backward into the cup and plate.
Three thousand poems about Hanlin's romance, sent to Wu Ji to read with tears.
Translation: The white snow covering the ground reflects the mountain city. In the ice and snow, even the jade fingers of the flute player upstairs feel cold, right? The sound of the Qiang flute you played was filled with the sadness of parting, floating in the space. The plum blossoms in Jiangnan bloom and fall, fall and bloom again. I don’t know how many times they have bloomed and fallen? I am wandering at the end of the world, and my temples are already so gray.
Facing the shining stars in the sky and the bright full moon, I drank endlessly alone. As I drank, I felt like the Milky Way in the sky flowed back into my cup. I, a Hanlin scholar, wrote three thousand poems about my lovesickness, and I want to send them to you, my lover in the south, so that you can read them carefully while holding back your tears!
4. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Confronting the Snow"
There are many new ghosts crying in war, but only the old man is crying in sorrow.
The clouds are low in the dusk, and the snow is dancing in the wind.
There is no green when the ladle is abandoned, but the fire in the furnace is red.
There is no news from several states, and I sit upright with an empty book.
Translation: Most of the people crying on the battlefield were the ghosts of newly dead soldiers. Only the old man was reciting poems sadly. The clouds were low in the dusk, and the falling snowflakes were dancing and swirling in the wind. The gourd was thrown away, there was no wine in the wine vessel, and the remaining fire in the stove seemed to make the eyes bright red. There was no way to learn about the battle situation on the front line or news about his wife, siblings, and he sat sadly and drew words in the air with his hands.
5. Modern and contemporary Wang Guowei's "Dielianhua·The frost on the ground is as thick as snow"
The frost on the ground is as thick as snow. People whisper in the west wind, and the thin horse neighs in the waning moon.
A song about Yangguan is unclear. The sound of cars gradually faded into the sound of singing.
Change the color of the grass at the end of the world. The road is deep, still the same as before.
There is nothing to say about the floating life. The first farewell in the world.
Translation: The ground was covered with frost, as thick as a layer of white snow. People stood in the west wind and said goodbye, and the thin horses kept mourning towards the waning moon.
When bidding farewell, the song "Yangguan" had not even finished playing before I left. The roaring sound of the car seemed to echo the singing, whimpering in pain.
The green grass at the end of the world has changed to withered yellow, but the deep ruts on the streets are still the same as when I came here. The three sentences are words that have not been taught by predecessors. Jing'an followed Luo Zhenyu to Beijing in the spring of that year, and returned home a few months later for the funeral. Come and go in a hurry, things have changed, so I deeply feel the impermanence of life. What else can be said about this vain and uncertain life? The saddest thing in the world is separation. 5. Poems and sentences about snow
First are ancient Chinese poems, and below are sentences describing snow
I got up in the painting hall to report the falling snowflakes. "Li Bai's "Qing Ping Le"
"A man in a boat with a coir hat fishing alone in the snow on the cold river" Liu Zongyuan
"The white snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden" Han Yu
p>Li Bai's "Travel to the North Wind": The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as mats, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace.
Liang Wujun in the Southern Dynasties wrote a five-character poem "Song of Snow", which is close to the rhythmic style and has been passed down throughout history. Famous poem: "The breeze shakes the trees in the garden, and the fine snow falls under the curtains. The lingering sky is like fog, and the steps are like flowers gathering. There are no spring willows, only white osmanthus branches. No tears, no humanity, no use in missing lovesickness. "
On the back of the snowflake eagle, there are ice flakes in the horse's hooves.
There is no trace on the snowy ridge, and the sound of geese is heard on the glacier.
The smoke is quiet in the spring, and the igloo is quiet at night. The chess is deep.
The clouds are low and the wind is blowing.
The snowy mountains are approaching, and the sky is high.
The jade dragon retreats three hundred times. Thousands of broken scales and armor are flying all over the sky.
Suddenly, a spring breeze comes, and thousands of pear blossoms bloom.
The moon shines on the jade steps all night long, and the golden palace is filled with fallen flowers. >
Three thousand worlds are made of silver, and the twelve towers are made of jade.
The mountains and rivers are never dark, and the moon is thousands of miles away.
“The north wind blows the white grass on the ground. It turns snowy in August. (Cen Shen, "Baixuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital")
"The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu." (Du Fu, "Quequatrains")
"If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang." (Li Bai, "The Road Is Difficult")
"When I hear dogs barking at Chaimen, I will return home on a snowy night. (Liu Changqing, "Sleeping in Furong in the Snow") "Master of the Mountain")
"A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. " (Liu Zongyuan, "Jiang Xue")
"I knew it wasn't snow from a distance because there was a faint fragrance. " (Wang Anshi, "Plum Blossom")
"Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are shining in the daytime, and the north wind is blowing wild geese and snow. " (Gao Shi, "Farewell to Dong Da")
Along the river, butterflies dance and the sky is white.
The cold waves are singing, and the waves are soothing and unrestrained.
< p> Snow trees and silver flowers, burning red lips with angry petalsThe mountains and rivers are so beautiful, decorated with a beautiful winter moon
The white snow is too late for spring, so it passes through the trees in the garden. Flying flowers.
Birds have disappeared from thousands of mountains, and people have disappeared from thousands of paths. A man in a boat and a hat is fishing alone in the cold river.
Hearing dogs barking at Chaimen, people return in a snowy night.
The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and the snow blows in August.
Suddenly, a spring breeze comes, and thousands of pear blossoms bloom.
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han knows it is not snow, because there is a faint fragrance.
The scenery of the north is covered with ice for thousands of miles, and there is nothing but vastness inside and outside the Great Wall; up and down the river. Suddenly, the silver snake dances on the mountain, and the original wax figure wants to compete with the gods. It must be a clear day, and the red dress is so enchanting.
There are so many beauties in the country, attracting countless heroes to compete. Cherish the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, who were slightly less talented in literature; the great genius of the Tang Dynasty, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend his bow and shoot the big eagle.
The green pines are heavy with heavy snow, and the pines are tall and pure. When the snow melts, the window contains thousands of snows in the West Ridge, and the door is docked with thousands of miles of Dongwu. There are yellow clouds in the day, and the north wind is blowing with snow.
It's snowing in the evening. Can I have a drink?
When I wake up in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are light, and the sun is cold. /p>
The snow in Hanchuan has disappeared, and the frozen pond is gradually flowing.
It has been snowing for ten days in the capital, and the courtyard is full of light.
The bright moon is with me. How can we meet?
The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are weak, and the snow is gone.
I can't see you on the winding road, and there is still a place for horses to walk in the sky.
When I know the snow is falling, I hear the sound of breaking bamboo.
The clouds cross the Qinling Mountains for thousands of years. .
The spring snow in Sanba is beginning to disappear, and we are heading eastward.
The snow-capped mountains in Qinghai are covered with snow, and the isolated city looks at Yumenguan in the distance.
Snowflakes on Yanshan Mountain. It is as big as a mat and blows down Xuanyuan Terrace.
The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook.
The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
"I don't know if the clouds in the courtyard have fallen this morning, but I suspect that the forest flowers bloomed last night." 6. Poems describing snow
The plum blossoms are three points whiter than the snow, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum blossoms.
(Lu Meipo) The snow is like plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms are like snow. They are both strangely beautiful whether they look like it or not (Lu Benzhong) There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone; I know it is not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance (Wang Anshi ) (These three lines of poetry skillfully use the colors, seasons, and the hope of spring coming between snow and plum blossoms to describe how they support each other. We can also learn from the author's technique to describe many things in nature. Relevant things, through your own reasonable imagination, use Yingcun's method to write things concretely and realistically) Only then can you see that the clouds on the top of the mountain are like clouds, and the snow is like dust on the rocks; there are thousands of peaks, bamboo shoots, thousands of jade trees, and thousands of trees and pine trees. Duoyun.
(Yuan Zhen) When the six flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos turn into green branches (Gao Pian) (The first half of these two lines of poetry describe a typical snowy scene in the north, "It's Typical of the bad weather without leaving home, "birds will fly away from thousands of mountains, and people will disappear from all walks of life." However, in the second half of the poem, the author's emotions expressed through natural scenery are positive and uplifting. The author uses " Thousands of jade trees, thousands of clouds, and qiongzhi make the winter in the North feel tender and tender, no longer harsh and chilling because of the snow.
The author expresses his passion for nature and life in a concrete and appropriate way. From this we can draw the conclusion that the description of natural scenery must be combined with one's own rich psychological world in order to be truly touching. )
You are nowhere to be seen on the winding mountain road, but there is still a trail of horses in the sky (Cen Shen). Where is the cloud across the Qinling Mountains? The snow embraces the blue gate and the horse stops moving forward (Han Yu). These two lines of poems are the author's use of snow to express the sincere emotions between people. This is a typical expression technique of borrowing scenery to create emotion. This technique uses the rendering of natural scenery to make readers emotionally resonate.
Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, thousands of pear blossoms bloom (Chen Shen) The snow disappears outside the door, thousands of mountains are green, flowers bloom by the river It’s sunny in February (Ouyang Xiu) Snow and spring, this is how we write about snow The most familiar verses. These two poems express the author's full enthusiasm and optimistic outlook on life.
The author uses poems to provide us with a colorful picture of spring, reminding us to think of the beauty of spring, which is the enlightenment of human thoughts by literary works. The snowflakes on the swallows were as big as mats, and they blew down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another.
The ground is white, the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are abundant (Li Bai) This is a poem by Li Bai that directly describes the large snowflakes. We can directly quote it to describe snow. We must learn from the poet's creative qualities through careful observation and image portrayal.
Three million jade dragons were defeated in the battle, and the defeated scales and broken armor were flying all over the sky (Zhang Yuanzuo) This is the author's bold imagination, writing the snow as dragon scales falling down from a fierce battle in the sky, giving the snow a The character of a knight. This unique verse can be quoted when the environmental atmosphere and psychological feeling are suitable.
Catkins blow up due to the wind (Xie Daoyun) The snow has just begun to drift outside the curtain, and the fragrance of the green curtain has not disappeared. Sitting alone in the cold night makes me feel tired, the distance is so far away, and the broken dreams make me even more lonely.
(Shen Pei) This is a good combination of snow and people's feelings of meditation. It is the loneliness of a talented woman in feudal society. The scene of people and snow inside and outside the window blends together, reflecting a certain social background. This is a typical example of a literary work being linked to a certain social background. Era: Song Author: Wu Qian Work: Dark Fragrance Content: Xue Lai Color Comparison.
Smile at Danran and stop playing the flute. Don't blame Guangping for his iron heart.
It has three flowers and two stamens, which will last forever and show talent. I still remember that I was drunk and lying in the East Garden, with the sky and the ground as my banquet.
Looking back, the past is silent. The rain is dark, the mist is dim, and all kinds of sorrows have accumulated.
The road to Jinjiang is quiet, and the news of the matchmaker's recruitment is so deep that we can both remember it. In the end, it is a bamboo house with thatched eaves, which is hard to hope for, and the smoke is golden and green.
When I am haggard and in the Qiang tube, who can I blame? --------------------- Era: Yuan Author: Yuan Anonymous Work: Ba Sheng Ganzhou Content: A ball of spring snow is thrown into a jade furnace and fried.
The scorching heat keeps adding to the fire. Know the red smoke without flames.
Don’t worry about losing money. So three thousand.
Only when you practice without shaking can you become Zen. The only way to save your life is in the moment.
The home has its own nectar spring. It is necessary to water the yellow buds and grow the lotus flowers.
------------------- Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhu Wan Works: Happy Snow in Chang'an Content: Thousands of households have snowflakes floating on them, and they fall silently. Wagou. It's like jade dust disappearing and accumulating, half-formed borneol still flowing out.
The light of dawn fills the clear sky garden, and the gentle breeze circles the imperial tower. The flat land has been moistened by feet, and the years are rich and rich people are rich.
----------------------- Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Lu Lun Works: Meet Geng Mao when leaving the mountain Content: Yun Xue Li Pi Mountain Thousands of miles away, don’t come to live on the highest peak. Unable to return to the human world for the time being, we met again on the road in Chang'an.
--------------- Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Jiao Yu Works: Spring Snow Content: Scattered colors at the end of the world, enjoying the spring and looking around.
Regardless of the remaining shadows, where can the sound of the sound be cut off?
Ling Yang passed through the fortress first, and Fei Wei passed the city close to it. Because the wind was low but not strong, the rain was heavy but light.
Qianlu knows that the time is good, and he is like anointing waiting for the year to come. The little Confucians are of the same taste and have no answer to the Emperor's Ming.
The spring snow is in the sky and the curtains are slanting outside, and Fei Wei is half in the wilderness. The trees and mountains are white in the distance, and you can't tell the plum blossoms from the willow blossoms. 7. Poems about snow
"The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the snow is flying in August." (Cen Shen, "Song of White Snow Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital")
"The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door holds the ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu. " (Du Fu, "Quequatrains")
"If I want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, I will climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. " (Li Bai, "Traveling is Difficult")
"Chaimen hears dogs barking and returns home on a snowy night. (Liu Changqing, "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow")
"A man in a boat with a coir hat fishing alone in the cold snow on the river." (Liu Zongyuan, "Snow on the River")
"Knowing from afar It's not snow, it's because there is a faint fragrance." (Wang Anshi, "Plum Blossoms")
"Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows with wild geese and snow." (Gao Shi, "Farewell to Dongda")
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The rivers and fields are filled with white butterflies dancing in the air.
The cold waves are singing, and the waves are smooth and unrestrained.
Snowy trees and silver flowers, red lips burning with anger.
The mountains and rivers are so beautiful, decorated with a beautiful winter moon. 8. Poems about the leisurely time in winter
1. The white snow is similar to the snow. The difference in the air can be compared with the salt, but it is not like the catkins blown up by the wind. "Snow Couplet" by Xie Daoyun of Jin Dynasty
2. The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain were as big as a mat, and they blew down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another. "North Wind Travel" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
3. If the severe winter is not severe, how can we see the spring. Lu Wen of the Tang Dynasty "Meng Dong Pu Jing Guan He Pavilion"
4. The snow is like plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms are like snow. The similarities and dissimilarities are both strange. "Traveling on the Shasha" in Lu Benzhong of the Song Dynasty.
5. The snowflakes are like palms and it is hard to cover your eyes, and the wind is as strong as a knife. Qian Qianyi's "Snow Night Ci Liu Jingzhong Yun"
6. The swirling bead curtain passes over the white wall, lighter than catkins and heavier than frost. "Two Poems on Snow" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
7. The setting sun is on the sparse bamboos, and the remaining snow is scattered in the mountains. Han Hong of the Tang Dynasty "The Lord Chu's house meeting was completed by the concubine Qian Yuanwailang envoy"
8. One night in Xian Mountain, the jade dragon was cold, and the thousands of pear trees in the phoenix forest grew old. Lu Yan of the Tang Dynasty "Sword Drawing This Poetry in the Snow of Xiangyang"
9. The stream is so deep that it is hard to bear the snow, and the mountains are frozen and the clouds cannot flow. "Xue Wang" by Hong Sheng of the Qing Dynasty
10. The white snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden. "Spring Snow" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
11. All the frozen springs are swallowed, but I sing colder even more. Leaning against pine trees in the middle of the night, my clothes are covered with snow. "Bitter Cold Song" by Liu Jia of the Tang Dynasty
12. The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and it snows in August. Cen Shen's "Bai Xue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"
13. I don't know if the clouds are setting in the courtyard today, but I suspect that the forest flowers bloomed last night. Xie Daoyun of Jin Dynasty's "Couplet of Ode to Snow"
14. Only then did I see clouds covering the top of the mountain, and snow like dust falling on the rocks. Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade trees, thousands of usneas trees and thousands of clouds. "Southern Qin Snow" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty
15. Chaimen hears dogs barking and returns home on a snowy night. Liu Changqing, "The Master Who Stayed at Furong Mountain in the Snow"
16. When I came to look at the green branches, I saw a few cold flowers that refused to disappear. "Pear Blossom" by Xu Wei of the Ming Dynasty;
17. The window contains Qianqiu snow in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from the Eastern Wu Dynasty. Du Fu's "Quequatrains"
18. When the land competes for luxury in spring, Luoyang gardens are especially popular. Who will cut and carve thousands of piles of snow from the flat ground to create this continuous ceiling? "Two Poems on Li Hua" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
19. The ground is white, the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are as big as hands. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "Mocking Wang Liyang for Refusing to Drink"
20. The land is full of Qiong Yao, and he entertains you.
Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty "He Kuo Zhi Xue"