A frozen pen is lazy to write new poems, a cold stove and a glass of good wine are warm. Drunk to see the ink flowers and the moon white, suddenly suspected that the snow was full of Qiancun.

Song Dongchu: Zijin Frost

The lotus pond that fell into the water dried up and the west wind gradually turned into the north wind. Boxwood is stubborn, birch is soft and semi-sparse. Frost on the door can wake up bones, and the afterglow on the window is good for reading. I'm going to sing Xue Mei on March 9th and borrow my own small stove.

Beginning of winter Hino laity Chanting Song Dynasty: Interpretation

Don't be afraid to sing, the scenery can be copied. Tianshui enters, and autumn and winter air begins to cross. The rainbow disappeared in the song of the sea, and Su Yan sank into the depression of the pond. When you go home, you must bring the moon, and the pine door knocks at night.

Lu You: A Winter Day in Song Dynasty

The room is small and rich, and the walls only reach the shoulders. It's only been the first day after the month of sending clothes. An inch of charcoal is called a cloth quilt. I have been a teacher all my life, and I am happy everywhere.