1, the clouds are low at dusk, and the snow dance returns. -"To Snow White"
2. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. -"quatrains"
When the sunlight in winter becomes shorter on the elemental scale, the end of the world is covered with snow and ice. -"Pavilion Night"
Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. -"Bai Xuege sends Wu"
5, Wan Li stratus clouds, Qian Shan sunset snow, only to whom? -Yuan Haowen's "Fishing Qiu Yan Ci/Mai Beitang"
A lonely stranger, through the jagged night, the pale snow in the mountains. Cui Tu-"In addition to night/on Bashan Road, in addition to night, book/night."
7. The scenery in the north is freezing for thousands of miles, and the snow in Wan Li is drifting. -Mao Zedong's "Qinyuan Spring Snow"
8. Where is Yunheng Qinling's home? The heavy snow hindered the horse's progress. -Han Yu's "Moving to the Left to Show Grandnephew"
2. There are at least 20 poems about "white". The setting sun shines far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white. The mountains cover the day, the ocean drains the golden river, two orioles sing green willows, a row of egrets on the black clouds in the yellow sky turn over the ink and don't cover the mountains, and the white rain jumps off the boat and comes from other places, which is a tribute to the stars.
In the distance, there are people in Bai Yunsheng, geese fly high, the sun and the moon, and white and green maple trees turn red in the frosty sky. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! , white hair three thousands of feet. The sad edge is like a long road. The next morning, he found his white arrow, which disappeared in the stone ridge and white clouds. Thousands of miles of Jiangling is still cold and smoky in the throat of Tang Huoxia, and Baidicheng is shorter in the first month. The yellow crane is no longer in its hometown, and it is no longer holding a hairpin, and the white clouds will never fly with white hair and green water, and the red palm will clear the waves, and the blue line of the wall north mountain, and east of the city a white curve of water.
Huang Yun has been blown by the wind for hundreds of miles, and the Xuefeng has turned white by the vortex of nine streams, but when it comes to Medog, the white clouds have no end. Sing my songs loudly and drink my wine. Youth is a good companion to go home.
3. So, this poem about' Frost' traveled in the mountains. Tu Mu is far away from Hanshan Mountain, and there are people in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. In the past four years, the countryside is a mixed bag of fish and dragons. The new construction site in Fan Chengda has a flat mud mirror, and every family plays rice, while first frost is sunny.
Laughter thundered and flail rang all night. One night-Zhang Jishuang, who was parked near Fengqiao, slept in Jiangfeng.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. Early plum, Liu Zongyuan rose, high trees, early plum, reflecting Chu Tianbi. The crescent moon floats in Ye Xiang, and first frost is fragrant and white. Give it to Wan Li, just across the mountains and rivers. Why should we comfort distant guests? In autumn, Liu Yuxi wrote that the mountains and rivers are clear, the frost comes at night, and several trees are dark red and light yellow. Trying to go deep into the bone marrow on a tall building is as crazy as spring. Thinking of Li Bai, the foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? On a quiet night.
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Gong Zizhen's miscellaneous poem Frost House, throw it away, lean on the cold and let it drip lightly.
How dare you pretend to be a doctor? The prescription only sells Gudan. Fan Zhongyan, a proud fisherman, has a strange scenery in Qiu Lai, but Hengyang Wild Goose didn't notice it.
The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan didn't return to his home, and frost grew all over the place. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
In autumn in Chang 'an, Du Mulou leans against the frost tree, and there is not a spark in the mirror. The sky in the south and the colors in autumn are in full swing.
In beginning of spring and Zhang Shili, there is little frost on New Year's Eve, and the vegetation knows spring. I feel that the business is full and the east wind blows water and the green is uneven.
First frost, a ten-mile-long lake, worries about the New Year. They look at each other across the moon, only admiring Yuanyang, not immortals.
4. first frost's poem "a night-mooring near maple bridge" Zhang Ji
Frosty night,
Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu,
The midnight bell arrived at the passenger ship.
Qiu Xing (1) Du Fu
Yulu withered maple forest, Wushan Wuxia was gloomy.
Between the river and the sky, the waves are rough and the clouds are covered with fog.
Cong Ju shed tears on another day, but she was alone in her hometown.
Cold clothes push knives and rulers everywhere, and Baidicheng is anxious.
Shang shan Zao hang
Wen tingjun
In the morning, priests began to be recruited, and guests mourned their hometown.
When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post.
Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.
Listen to the night flute from the wall of Shouxiang
(Tang) Li Yi
It was as sand as snow before returning to Yuefeng.
The moon outside the city is like frost.
I don't know where to play the flute,
One night's recruitment is all about hometown.
Stay at the rockfall pavilion and pay tribute to Cui Yonghe and Cui Zhou.
Tang Li Shangyin
Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city.
Autumn cloudy frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.
5. Who knows this poem about frost? 1, Tang Dynasty's "The cock crows in Maodian and the frost walks in Banqiao".
2. "Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity" and "Frosted Maple Grove in Yulu"
3, Cao Pi's "Ge Yanxing" "The autumn wind is bleak and cool, and the vegetation is like frost."
3. "Maodian crows in the moon, Banqiao is frosty."
4, Zhang Ji "a night-mooring near maple bridge" "Frosty night, Jiang Feng fishing fire sleep. Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, passenger ships are ringing at midnight. "
5. Du Mu "grinds a sword for ten years, but the frost blade has never tried"
6. I heard Shouxiang playing the flute on the wall all night. The sand is like snow, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I don't know where to play the flute. I want to see my hometown all night.
7, people swim Banqiao cream. Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, birds go to the mountain, and people are singing and crying in the water. The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang. Acacia is separated from the city. Autumn is cloudy, frost flies late, providence pities grass, the sun is shining on earth, chickens crow in Maodian, flowers are bright and walls are bright.
8. Persuade customers to camel's hoof soup, and frost orange presses orange.
9. A wild goose passed through the camp and covered the ancient city with frost. Where is Hu Jia? It started ringing in the middle of the night.
6. Wang Wei's poems about white and white stone beaches in Tang Dynasty 1.
The clear and shallow white stone beach is as green as Pu.
Living in water, under the bright moon.
The crystal clear white stone beach and tender green cattail can be picked completely. There are a group of girls living on both sides of the green water, washing clothes and wool in the bright moonlight.
2. Two White Hawks of Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
In August, the wind is high and the clouds are light, with Hu Ying and platinum hair.
Flying alone in a piece of snow, seeing autumn in a hundred miles.
In the cold winter of December, the goshawk is eighty-nine.
It is said that swallows don't like it, and the sky is high in Wan Li.
In northern Xinjiang in August, the wind is crisp and the eagle in northern Xinjiang is covered with white feathers. Flying solo is like a huge snowflake, but you can see a hair hundreds of miles away.
3. "Langtaosha, Bailang Hailian" by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty
White waves are boundless with the sea, and flat sand is boundless.
I couldn't find it before, and the East China Sea became a mulberry field.
White waves are endless, connected with the sea, and the sand on the shore is endless. Day after day, year after year. The waves never stopped washing away the sand, so the evolution of things changed.
4. White Walnut by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
Just now, I clearly saw a white thing set off by the girl's embroidered tea. Why did you put it on a white porcelain dish, but I couldn't see anything?
This thing is like an old monk reading it through his wrist, coming from crystal beads.
Just now, I clearly saw the girl embroidered with red sleeves to set off a dazzling white thing. Why can't you see anything on a white porcelain plate? This thing is like a crystal bead that the old monk retired from his wrist after reading the scriptures.
5. Wang Shizhen's "Climbing Taibai Building" in Ming Dynasty.
After listening to Li's eulogy yesterday, I went upstairs alone.
If you look down on this place, it will be famous for a hundred generations.
White clouds, sea color, bright moon, Tianmen, autumn.
Those who want to find a new life will help the water flow.
It is said that Li Bai once boarded this balcony alone to recite poems. As soon as he came here, this place and his name were handed down from generation to generation. White clouds float leisurely, the sea is sparkling, the moon is in the sky, and the autumn colors are pleasant. The gurgling water is flowing. I have seen past lives all over, but I can't find the person who has been here again.
Poetry class
Since we broke up, we drifted like a cloud, and ten years passed like water, until we finally got together again.
-Wei, "Huai Shang We