All the frozen springs are swallowed, and I feel the cold even more. ——From the poet Liu Jia's "Bitter Cold Song"

Winter is coming to an end tonight, and the new year is brightening and the sun is getting longer. ——From "Shou Sui" by the poet Dong Sigong

The autumn wind blows with the sound of the sheng, and the winter snow flies with the wine. ——From "Poetry of the Four Qi" by the poet Wang Wei

Winter is coming to an end tonight, and the new year is brightening and the sun is getting longer. ——From "Shou Sui" by the poet Dong Sigong

The autumn wind blows with the sound of the sheng, and the winter snow flies with the wine. ——From "Poetry of the Four Qi" by the poet Wang Wei

The creek is so deep that it is hard to bear the snow, and the mountains are so frozen that the clouds cannot flow. ——From the poet Qing Hong Sheng's "Snow Look"

The cold weather makes the days shorter, and the wind and waves calm down with the clouds. ——From the poet Du Fu's "Reminiscing about the Past in Gong'an County"

A vine path is green, and thousands of snow-capped peaks are clear. ——From the poet Li Bai's "Returning to the Old Mountains in Winter"

When midwinter arrives, all the flowers have died. ——From the poet Chen Yi's "Plum Blossoms"

The clouds are low in the dusk, and the snow is dancing in the wind. ——From the poet Du Fu's "Snow on the Night"

I know the snow is heavy late at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo every now and then. ——From the poet Bai Juyi's "Snow at Night"

The rain and snow are lingering, and I see the sunset. remove. ——From the poet's "The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Jiao Gong"

The autumn moon shines brightly, and the winter ridge shows the cold pines. ——From the poet Tao Yuanming's "Four Seasons"

And it is this winter, and the death of Guanxi has not stopped. ——From the poet Du Fu's "Army Chariots"

When the six flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos turn into green branches. ——From the poet Gao Pian's "Towards the Snow"

I don't know if the water flowers bloom first, but I suspect they have not been sold after the winter snow. ——From the poet Zhang Wei's "Early Plum Blossoms"

The weather, people, and the sun are urging each other, and at the winter solstice the sun brings forth spring again. ——From the poet Du Fu's "Small Arrival"

The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu. ——From the poet Du Fu's "Quequatrains"

I don't know if the water flowers bloom first, but I suspect they have not been sold out after the winter snow. ——From the poet Zhang Wei's "Early Plum Blossoms"

The bright moon shines on the snow, and the new wind is strong and sad. ——From "Twilight of the Year" by Xie Lingyun, a poet from the Southern Song Dynasty

The country never turns dark and the moon is thousands of miles away, and the heaven and earth are selfless and jade for thousands of families. ——From "Snow" by the poet Huang Geng of the Yuan Dynasty

The golden sands and water beat against the clouds and cliffs are warm, while the iron cables across the Dadu Bridge are cold. ——From the poet Mao Zedong's "The Long March"

Plum blossoms like the snow all over the sky, and it is not surprising that flies freeze to death. ——From the poet Mao Zedong's "Ode to the Plum Blossoms"

If you want to cross the Yellow River and the Sichuan is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. ——From the poet Li Bai's "Traveling is Difficult"

The plum blossoms are three points whiter than the snow, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum blossoms. ——From the poet Lu Meipo's "Snow Plum"

The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as mats, blowing down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another. ——From the poet Li Bai's "Travel to the North Wind"

The bead curtain flutters across the white wall, lighter than catkins and heavier than frost. ——From the poet Li Shangyin's "Two Poems on the Snow"

Who will level the ground? Thousands of piles of snow, cut and carved to form a continuous ceiling. ——From the poet Han Yu's "Two Poems on Li Hua"

Children study in the winter and live next to each other, but the foolish Confucians on the other side are precious. ——From "Residence in the Suburbs in Autumn" by the poet Lu You

The ground is white, the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are as big as hands. ——From the poet Li Bai's "Mocking Wang Liyang for Refusing to Drink"

If you don't chill in the harsh winter, how can you see the spring. ——From the poet Lu Wen's "Meng Dong Pu Jing Guan He Pavilion"

The wind shakes the bamboos across the window, and the mountains are covered with snow when the door opens. ——From the poet Wang Wei's "Reminiscing about Hu Jushi's Family in the Snow at Winter Evening"

The southern neighbor is even more memorable, and the cloth has not been redeemed in the winter. ——From "The Wind and Rain on October 28th" by the poet Lu You

The clouds are clear and the gulls are dancing, and the wind is against the goose. ——From the poet Du Fu's "Send Off the Eldest Sun Jiansheren to Return to the State in the Winter Evening"

On the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, the shadows in front of the lamp hugging one's knees accompany me. ——From the poet Bai Juyi's "Homesickness on the Winter Solstice Night"

I don't know if the rain in the courtyard has fallen this morning, but I suspect that the forest flowers bloomed last night. ——From the poet Song Zhiwen's "Response to Snow in the Garden"

< p>The difference in the air can be calculated by spreading salt, but it is not like catkins blowing up due to the wind. ——From the poet Jin Xie Daoyun's "Snow Couplet"