Liu Changqing
At dusk, Cangshan is far away, it is freezing and the house is poor.
Chai Men hears dogs barking and returns on a snowy night.
Night snow
Bai Juyi
I was surprised that my pillow was cold, and I saw the window lit up again.
I know it snows heavily at night, and I sometimes hear the sound of bamboo folding.
Gui Mao's work in mid-December and following his brother to respect the distance
Kim? Tao Yuanming
It's sad at the end of the year, and it snows.
If there is no hope, cock your ears and keep your eyes clean.
Plum blossom ode
Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and hanling opens them alone.
It's not snow in the distance, because there's a smell coming.
Hunting observation
(Tang) Wang Wei
The wind blows the general to hunt Weicheng.
Grass withered and eagle eye disease, light snow.
Suddenly passed Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliuying.
Looking back at the carving place, the clouds are thousands of miles flat.
Wang Changling: "Seven Military Services")
The clouds in Qinghai are long and the snow-capped mountains are dark, and the lonely city looks at Yumenguan.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
Li Bai: It's hard to go.
Didn't you see the lonely goose go out? Its acidity is rising.
The empty city guest is heartbroken, and the lady is heartbroken.
Night frost blows Luo Yi, and the bright moon breaks through the clouds.
I miss you every night and look forward to it every year.
Send me a bronze mirror in a box, and I will remove your white hair.
It's hard to go, it's hard to go. That night I heard about Han Zai's envoy, which made me cry and think of Chang 'an! [
Normal University: Don't move up.
Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind is blowing snow.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you.
Li Bai is popular in the north.
Candle dragon is a cold country, but its brilliance is still blooming.
Why don't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind came up angrily.
Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai.
You miss your wife in December. Stop singing and laugh.
Looking at the pedestrians by the door, it's sad to miss the Great Wall.
Don't mention the sword to save the side, leave this tiger, gold, shovel and hammer.
There is a white arrow in the room, and spiders weave webs to make dust.
The arrow is not empty, people die today and never come back.
I can't bear to see this thing, it will burn to ashes.
The yellow river can hold soil, and the north wind hates rain and snow.