Ancient poems about snow

1. "Spring Snow in Qinyuan" Modern.*

The scenery of the North is covered with ice and snow for thousands of miles.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the river up and down suddenly stops flowing.

The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the original wax figure wants to compete with God.

On a sunny day, the red makeup looks particularly enchanting.

The country is so beautiful,

It attracts countless heroes to bow down.

I regret that Emperor Qin and Han Wu were slightly less talented in literature; Tang Zong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.

Genghis Khan, a genius of his generation, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at eagles.

It’s all gone, let’s count the famous people, but let’s look at the present.

2. "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan, Song Dynasty

Thousands of mountains and birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.

A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold mountains.

3. "Spring Snow" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

There is no youth in the new year, and I am surprised to see grass buds in early February.

The snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.

4. "Snow in Jiangzhou" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

The front mountain is covered with new snow, and the weather is sunny and good. Rixi rode out and suddenly felt the intention of Kyoto.

The willows in the city are decorated with flowers, and the eaves are covered with ice. For a moment, the wind and sun are warm, and everything is falling.

If you don’t get enough rewards by chanting, you can’t sit still and sigh. It looks even better than Lingnan, but the atmosphere is not as deep as the ground.

5. "Encountering Snow on the Way to Beijing" Tang Dynasty. Meng Haoran

The road to Qin Jing is far away, and the sky is boundless at the end of the year. It's dark and cloudy, and the mountains and rivers are covered with snow.

The wild geese are lost in the sand, and the hungry crows gather in the wild fields. Ke Chou stood there in the empty air, with no sign of anyone in sight.

6. "Books in the Snow" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

The snow is a foot thick, and the clouds are freezing and cold. On the bank of Daze, an isolated city, there are few people and little smoke.

Who can speak when I am angry, but I cannot hold on when I am sad. The emperor's name is Rensheng, and he appoints virtuous people as teachers.

Everything called a jig can be applied to everything from small to large. The Ming court is open and wide, and Caijun is under restraint.

Like the sun and the moon rising, like the luan and the phoenix. Talent will naturally decay, so it is appropriate to discard it.

The northern captives destroyed the pavilion barrier and heard about the Qianli division. Being implicated for a long time, he was afraid of taking a peek.

The minister actually has a long-term strategy, so he can be whipped slowly. If summoned, eat meat and sleep on its skin.

This is a temple matter, but you don’t know it. Words such as "Lu" and "Lu" are always used as traps.

When the business is about to collapse, it is not too late to drink together. Let's think about the warm weather in spring and pour a cup of rice into the jar.

7. "Ode to Snow" by Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty

The clear field condenses the morning light, and the pretense brings the sunset. The collection of strips is divided into trees and jade, and the waves are reflected in the spring.

The color is sprinkled with powder on the dressing table, and the flowers are floating on the mat. Entering the fan and leaving the box, the remaining parts are bright and clear.

8. "Watching the Snow in the Morning at the Beginning of Spring" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty

Suddenly it snowed in the forest, and Yaohua bloomed everywhere. This year is the beginning of good weather, and last night brought the return of spring.

The bamboos in front of the windows are jade-rich, and the plum blossoms in the courtyard are blooming. At the Zhaiji Temple in the eastern suburbs, you should see the five gods coming.

9. "Response to Snow in the Garden" by Liu Xian of the Tang Dynasty

The dragon entered Wangchun Palace at dawn, just in time for the spring snow to dance in the east wind.

The light of the flowers shines on the astronomical sky, and the cold air disappears in the wine.

10. "Snow in Spring" by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty

The sound of rustling fir trees and pine trees is heard in the lonely and cold night. The state is poor and sparsely populated, and the mountains and cities are covered with snow.

Looking at the deep valley from the spring pond, the birds are still worried. The open palace is turbulent, but it is better to distinguish the flower branches.

11. "Confronting the Snow" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The snow in the north invades Changsha, and Hu Yun is cold to thousands of families. The leaves are thinned by the wind, and the flowers cannot bloom with the rain.

It is easy to buy wine on credit if the gold bag is empty. No one has exhausted the floating ants, waiting for the dusk crows.

12. "Meeting Zhi in the Snow" by Dou Qun of the Tang Dynasty

The cold light condenses the color of the snow, and Zhi only lives in Fenwei. On the white clouds, I suddenly felt that the golden seal was not there.

The color of the trees is hazy and empty, and the sound of the piano is harmonious. In the morning, I will block the official registration and lie down alone to hang up my court clothes.

13. "Snowflakes Flying" Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjian

Hand in hand with the blue clouds, the road is stable, and the sound of the sky calls.

The royal robe and wat were given to the imperial capital in spring.

Where can I forget the wine? The flowers shine on the jade pot.

Returning home, the silk tips are drunk, and the snow dances on the suburban road.

14. "Spring Snow" Tang Dynasty. Han Yu

Watching the snow on the Qing Dynasty, no one sits and sings alone. The flowers are rising lightly, and the ground is warm when they fall.

Already amazed by the song and fan, he also came to dance with him. Leave the secret knots with bamboo baskets, and send long strips with willows.

Entering the mirror, peering into the marsh, walking across the bridge on a horse. The steps are pitiful and the trees are shaking.

The river waves welcome the sun, and the wind and hair are hunting towards the sky. When you are free, you turn carefully, and when you are anxious, you are suddenly startled.

The city is dangerous and suspicious, and the anvil is cold and has not been pounded.

Don't worry about the gloomy scenery, the night will spare you.

15. "Autumn Snow in the South" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

When autumn snow is seen in Nanling, thousands of students are exposed to early cold. In your spare time, you can stop and watch the horses, or roll up the blinds from a high place to watch.

The mist disperses and the branches emerge, and the sun slants and leaves powder behind. It is located on the Qujiang River, reflecting into the clear blue water. Poems about snow, ancient poems about love

Poems about snow, ancient poems about love

1. In the past, the snow was like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow. — Fan Yun's "Farewell Poems"

2. It is known in the snow that the news of spring has arrived. - Li Qingzhao's "The Proud Fisherman: It's known that spring is coming in the snow"

3. The frost on the ground is as thick as snow. - Wang Guowei's "Butterfly Love Flowers·The ground is covered with frost and blooms are as thick as snow"

4. In front of the court, the snow is heavy on the pine and osmanthus bushes, and sarongs are hung here and there on the porch. - Liu Yuxi's "Changing Clothes Song"

5. Little by little, the snow is soft and the pine is moist, and I shed tears for you. - Peng Yuanxun's "Six Ugly Yang Flowers"

6. The people beside you are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow. - Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Barbarian: Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good"

7. The fallen plum blossoms are as chaotic as snow, and they are still full after being brushed all over. - Li Yu's "Qingpingle·Farewell to Spring"

8. The wind is still and the falling flowers are deep, and there are red piles of snow outside the curtain. - Li Qingzhao's "Good things are coming soon·The wind is set and the flowers are falling deep"

9. Welcome the drunken face, the snow is flying at dusk, and the mountains are dim at some point. - Wu Wenying's "The Twelve Langs: Chuihong Bridge"

10. The shadow of the lamp behind the small window makes the Yan language startled and melancholy. - Mao Xizhen's "Bodhisattva Barbarian: Pear Blossoms Fill the Courtyard with Fragrant Snow"

11. After three feet of snow, I return to my dream of old mandarin ducks. - Li Shangyin "After mourning, he went to Eastern Shu to open up and encountered snow at Sanguan"

12. It is difficult to see each other, but it is easy to say goodbye, and the flowers in the jade building are like snow. - Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang·Bie Lai Half-year-old Music Book Absolute"

13. A river plum blossom with snow in the spring... Looking across the river to the south of the Yangtze River. - Zhao Ding's "Butterfly Love Flower·A River Plum Blossom with Snow in Spring"

14. The hills overlap and the golden light disappears, and the clouds on the temples want to catch the fragrant snow on the cheeks. - Wen Tingyun's "Bodhisattva Barbarian·The hills overlap and the golden light disappears"

15. It is as white as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon among the clouds. I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to make a decision. - Zhuo Wenjun's "Baitou Yin"

16. The late morning wind blows away the snow at midnight, but the beautiful soul is still in love with the peach blossom moon. - Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Barbarian: The early morning wind blows away the snow at midnight"

17. Like the moon, it is bright and clear at the end of the day, and the ice and snow are warm to you. - Nalan Xingde's "Butterfly Loves Flowers·Hard work makes the most pity for the moon in the sky"

18. Thousands of plum blossom branches have fallen, but they are still sentimental, imitating snow and turning with the wind. - Feng Yansi's "Magpies Stepping on the Branches, Thousands of Plum Blossoms Fall from the Branches"

19. The baby swallows fly close to the lotus curtain, the poplars are about to snow, the pear clouds are like dreams, and it is the evening of Qingming again. ——Gao E's "The Sapphire Case·The fragrant seal script is thicker than the fog"

20. The dream is ten miles away, and the plum blossoms are in the snow. When I return, I am worried about my thoughts, as Su'e said. ——Yin Huan, "The First Preface to the Colorful Clothes (Jasmine Chant)"

21. The snow is falling, the wind is blowing, where can Yulang drink like crazy? I miss you so much in the spring and autumn nights, and I feel sad when I see the embroidered screen and the lonely pillow. ——Wei Chengban's "The Palace is Full of Flowers and the Snow is Falling"

22. We saw each other off last year, and outside the Yuhang gate, the flying snow was like poplar flowers. This spring is over, the poplar flowers are like snow, but they have not returned home yet. ——Su Shi's "Youth Travel in Runzhou"

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The moon is clear and the snow is clear. He Langgao chanted the bright flowers. A green branch spreads the message, half of the forehead is painted yellow to pick up the late glory.

The thought of spring is light and the fragrance is light. The rain in the south of the Yangtze River is as cold as love. It's better than being far away from the Xiaoxiang River. Suddenly, I can't dream in front of the window.

—— Kong Juqi "The sky, the moon is clear and the snow is clear"

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The snow is like plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms are like snow. Both the similarity and the dissimilarity are strange. Who knows about the annoying flavor? Please ask me to take the moon from the south tower.

I remember last year, it was the plum blossom season. No one talks about old things. For whom do you get drunk and for whom do you wake up? To this day I still hate to say goodbye.

—— Lu Benzhong's "Treading on the Shasha·Snow Like Plum Blossoms"

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The clouds are covered with snow, the twilight is getting colder, and the balcony is full of views . The green bushes are deep. When there is no one around, it is still small to count the pistils and make spring. Very beautiful.

Looking at each other from a distance and smiling affectionately. Hua Jie Yu, because she is very speechless, it should be difficult to express her thoughts.

—— Shi Yue's "Jieyuhua·Yunrong Jiuxue"

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Picking green plums and recommending wine, it's still cold, still shy of ramie Clothes. The willows are plump and the flowers are thin, the green clouds are rising, and the red snow is falling.

Hidden at the foot of an isolated mountain, but a ladle of drinking water is covered with deep moss. I envy the green mountains and have thoughts, and the white crane forgets the opportunity. I can't help scratching my head when I feel sad about my years. I am at home again, and I shed tears to send the spring home. Ecstasy is far away, thousands of mountains cry out to you, and tea is planted ten miles away.

——Tang Hui's "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou: Picking Green Plums and Recommending Wine"

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Carved medals made of snow wadding and plum powder. Xiao Mangtai, Torreya Jiluo Xiangsu, bronze toad inkstone drops.

Golden carvings and piano recommendations, jade swallow hairpin beams. The five horses wandered along the long road, wandering carelessly, like a phoenix seeking a phoenix.

Recognizing orchid affection and showing pity for talents is like a distinguished guest on a bridge, planting flowers and panning, a true thrush.

—— He Zhu's "The Thrush·Snow Cat Carved Seal"

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I have left the past, and the willows are still there. Now that I'm thinking about it, it's raining and snowing. ——Anonymous "Plucking Wei"

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The snow shines on the mountain city and the jade fingers are cold, and the sound of Qiang Guan complains between the buildings. ... Three Thousand Poems of Hanlin Romance, sent to Wu Ji to read with tears.

—— Liu wrote "Partridge Sky, Snow Shines on the Mountain City, Jade Fingers Are Cold"

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Are you still here today? Flowers outside the building, Liu Xiazhou. ...No one is as worried as me. It snows tonight and there are plum blossoms, which is as sad as me.

——Jiang Jie's "Plum Blossoms Lead Jingxi Blocking Snow" Classic sentences about snow, ancient poems about snow

Classic sentences about snow:

1 , outside the window, one snowflake after another, charming and beautiful, flying like an elf, crystal clear, gentle as jade.

2. Along with the gentle snow, the graceful leaves are falling one after another! It seems very reluctant! Falling leaves! Hold the gentle hand and follow the white flying! Don't worry about it flying. Wherever you go, don’t worry about where it lands! Just fly and leave!! Don’t you know, the freedom of flying is much more comfortable than your dependence!!

3. Snowflakes fall in my heart along with the distant smoke. They melt silently in the wind, between the heaven and earth as white as silver, and sway in the soul. They rotate quietly and sneak into my heart quietly. Falling gently, becoming still slowly, silently stirring my thoughts every moment, telling me that winter is about to pass, will spring be far behind, but I still stay in every year with you, for a long time. Willing to leave.

4. Snowflakes, snowflakes in dreams! Because of your arrival, I am like a naughty child, stretching out my hands and arms to welcome your arrival, dancing with you as I please. Your crystal petals turn me into a white snow doll, follow your footsteps and sing a happy song all the way!

5. Snow, open the night, write this essay to describe the beauty in the distance, snow is not Snow, it is God who is shedding white hair. I raise my glass to get drunk alone on a cold night. I use rolls as a piano, tears as a frame, smoke rings as strings, smoke as a score, and heartbeats as a melody. I make a painting of you in confusion, holding my thoughts in my arms like hemp, and drinking freely. On a windy and snowy night, let the tears go with the wind, make a curtain of red dust, and print out the flowers of women. Let your youth stay forever, let your head be black, and my head be full of white hair.

6. The sun sets in the west, the west wind blows wildly, and the snowflakes are flying. Your slender figure is like a reed leaf, swaying in the wind and snow, fading, fading in history

7. I have always liked snow, and unpolluted snow! In the vast whiteness, everything related to the soul, emotions, worldliness, and life is inferior in front of this whiteness! Return to nature! Precipitate in White Gao Jieli!

8. Snowflakes fell all over the sky with light dance steps. When sleeping in the embrace of the earth, she knew that warmth was better than freedom. A cup of tea, a familiar piece of music, and a beautiful and white picture.

9. The snowflakes are like little elves, shining with white light, spinning around me, falling piece by piece, scattering countless surprises in the corners of my eyes and eyebrows. At that moment , the silent snowflakes seemed to be shy because of my vivid joy.

10. Floating, flying, snowflakes slowly fall from the sky, wrapping the whole world. The vast Gobi Desert has turned white inadvertently. Gazing at this scene given to us by nature, I feel joy, long absence, and childlike innocence. It makes me feel the pleasure I have never experienced since I came here.

11. Thousands of snowflakes are falling, and the sky is soaked in cold and cold. When people stand in the wind, their hearts can feel warm. The years are passing through the fingertips, the gurgling water is flowing, and the ears of silk and bamboo are confusing his heart. After thousands of years of dust, Qianqian's hands were full of tears, smiling in the cold compress. Assuming that the world is far away, the dark fragrance fills the sleeves and leaves a faint fragrance, and the world of mortals returns from exploring the spring in the quiet desert.

12. In the cold wind, the sword box that was waiting with bated breath had condensed into ice, and it was freezing cold. The snowflakes are flying in the vast sky, and the sky is endless. The crystal clear pure white, like silk, and the faint smell of blood, fill the air slightly.

13. The falling snowflakes, regardless of the joys and sorrows of the world, are falling in silence, overlapping in silence, and accumulating indifferently. They are continuous and endless in the vast sky and earth. , stretching with myths of falling snow.

14. When the unexpected snowflakes arrive like beautiful flowers, layer upon layer, there is only a piece of earthly joy in my heart, as if we are reunited, lightly. Knocking lightly on the door of time, the story that once was as plain as water burned out the candles on the desk, illuminating the yellowed book in my hand.

15. The snow is always so pure and white, sparkling in the sun, falling happily and stopping gracefully. Look, the maple tree is wearing a ferret, it is graceful, luxurious and natural. The beauty of the carvings is even more impressive. When the wind blows, the fiery red tree body is revealed again. Against the backdrop of the white snow, the delicate smile is subtle and charming.

16. Looking at the ancient ravine of Huangchuan thousands of years away, amid the white snow, you, standing in a green shirt, stand out of the world, with smiles on your face and full of pride.

17. In the whistling wind, the snow fell gently to the ground. After a while, the earth was covered with snow-white gauze. It is so beautiful. Is it because of its whiteness?

18. In the eyes of poets, snowflakes are a kind of elf that embodies sadness and loneliness. In their writings, they always depict such a scene: snow has blocked all the scenery, and a person stands quietly in the vast snow scene. Quiet, as if thinking about something, it always makes people feel another kind of otherworldly sacredness. The flying snowflakes are the notes for them to vent their emotions, constantly echoing in nature.

Selected ancient poems by Xue:

"Judge Bai Xuewu returns to the capital"

Tang Cen Shen

The north wind blows the white grass on the ground It turns snowy in August.

Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.

The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, 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 the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.

The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for the returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes.

Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the wind blows and the red flag remains frozen.

I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow.

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.

"The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow"

Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty

At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor.

Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night.

"Snowy Plum"

Song Dynasty Lumei Slope

The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so Sao Renge paid for the review.

The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.

"Send off Yuan Lu"

Tang Xuetao

On a windy and snowy night in front of Yulei Mountain, the farewell soul outside Jinguan City.

When Prince Xinling asked, he expressed his gratitude to Yimen for his old kindness.

"Watching and Hunting"

Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty

The wind is strong and the horns are sounding, and the general is hunting in Weicheng.

When the grass dries up, the hawk’s eyes become weak, and when the snow falls, the horse’s hooves become light.

Suddenly passed by Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliu Camp.

Looking back at the place where the Condor Shooting is taking place, the clouds are flat at dusk for thousands of miles away.

"Looking at the remaining snow in Zhongnan"

Tang Zuyong

Zhongnan has beautiful yin ridges, and snow is floating in the clouds.

The forest is showing its bright colors, and the city is getting colder at dusk.

"Snow on the River"

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.

"Ask Liu Nineteenth"

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

New fermented wine from green ants, small red clay stove.

It's snowing in the evening, so I can't drink a cup.

"Plum Blossom"

Song Wang Anshi

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.

"Traveling to the North Wind"

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The candle dragon lives in a humble door, and its brilliance still shines.

The sun and moon shine less than 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 now 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"

Tang Gaoshi

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds in the daytime, and the north wind blows 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 wild geese fly high in the dark moon, and the Chanyu escapes at night.

In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife.

"Learning Liu Gong's Style"

Bao Zhao of the Southern and Northern Dynasties

The wind blows the snow, and he travels thousands of miles to Longshan.

On the stage of Jijunyao, two couplets are flying in front.

In order to be beautiful in the morning, you should avoid the bright sun.

On the Peach and Plum Festival, the sun is too bright to be beautiful.

"Sitting on a Snowy Night in the Village"

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Sitting with a lamp behind the south window, the wind and sleet are dark.

Lonely at night in the village, I can hear the remnants of wild geese in the snow.

"Songs of the Four O'clock in the Midnight"

Folk Songs of the Northern and Southern Dynasties

The ice in the abyss is three feet thick, and the snow covers thousands of miles.

My heart is like a pine and a cypress, how can your love be the same?

"A Feast in the Snow in Luoxia of Helotian was sent to Li Shangshu of Bianzhou"

Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

Nothing happened in Luo City, and the wind and snow were harmonious. The year is about to end.

Because I saw cold birds in the trees, I sat down to clean up all the idle officials.

It’s so refreshing to play music and sing frequently, and it’s even more fun to laugh and forget to know what to do.

Thinking back to today's meeting in Rabbit Garden, Qiong Lin's eyes are full of flag poles.

"Poem of Cold Plum Blossoms"

Li Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty

The frosty plum blossoms first remove the branches at the top of the ridge, and thousands of flowers are frozen and unknown.

Keep the taste of the soup and let him be bullied by the wind and snow.

"Winter in Chang'an"

Xunhe by Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty

It was windy and snowy near Larao, and I was sitting in a vacant room freezing.

After the scholar has taught you this, it is difficult to know how God’s will will turn.

The ape sings three times and looks like a branch of withered cypress.

We should still be fair, but we should not endure the mountain period.

"Drinking Alone"

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

There is wind and snow outside the window, and the stove is open and the wine vat is opened.

How about fishing in the rain and sleeping under the tent on the Qiu River.

"Working in the Wind and Snow"

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 this 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 from the early court.

Walking at night is freezing cold, and the cold weather has not yet risen.

The heart is the king and father of the body, and the body is the minister of the heart.

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.

"Guest House in Shangzhou"

Mengjiao, Tang Dynasty

The wind and snow in Shangshan are strong, and the wanderers are wearing only single clothes.

Looking around, I have lost sight of the road, and my lungs and liver are filled with worries.

When the days are short, it is easy to get old if you sleep; when the nights are long, you will feel the cold.

Tears flow through the Xiaoxiang strings, and the tunes are played in the Song Dynasty.

Recognizing sound is easy today, but recognizing meaning was difficult in ancient times.

The sound and meaning are now distinguished, and Gao Ming can discern their origins.

"Zhongling Night Works"

Weizhuang, Tang Dynasty

The windy and snowy night in Zhongling is about to get deep, and I sit facing the cold river and chant alone.

Who can I ask when I am living in the world? Shaoqing should understand Ziqing’s heart.

"Song of Heavy Snow"

Li Xianyong of Tang Dynasty

The same cloud is as miserable as the anger of the sky, and the cold dragon shakes its mane and flies dry rain.

The flowers in the jade garden are floating unevenly, and the wind in the Milky Way is shaking the sand.

Thank you guest Pingxuan Yin did not stay, hope suddenly lost the vertical and horizontal road.

It should be that Xihe Juanxiaotun temporarily turned away from Yuanyuan and returned to Taisu.

I wonder if returning to Taisu will win the hearts of the people?

"Climbing the Tower in Heavy Snow on the First Day of Fenghe Shengzhi"

Zhang Yifang of the Tang Dynasty

When the years are falling, Tianbaoyao flowers help things bloom.

Since ancient times, it has been the first time to mark auspicious ultimatums. Who can compare it with Yanghua?

The densely floating powder is as bright as the cold, and the static pressure of the green pines is almost slanting.

Not only the ministers were in high spirits, but the whole family was singing and dancing wildly.

"Remembering Li Ji in the Snow" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The streets are covered with snow, and old friends cannot be expected.

There are thousands of households in Chang'an. Where is the golden fetter?

"Reminiscences of Hu Jushi's Family in the Snow on a Winter Evening" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The dawn arrows are conveyed in the colder weather, and the fading face can be seen in the clear mirror. The wind shakes the bamboos across the door, and the mountains are covered with snow when the door opens.

The deep alleys are quiet, and the vast courtyards are leisurely. I'd like to ask Yuan Anshe, Hui Ran is still in seclusion.

"The Three Arrivals of Happy Ancestors Staying Overnight" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

A visitor from Luoyang in front of the door dismounted from his horse and brushed his clothes. It’s not in vain that I’m an old friend, I’ve covered my door many times in my life.

Pedestrians return to the deep alley, covered with snow and the afterglow. Where will the high carriage return to those who live in the same robe at an early age?

Spring Snow in Qinyuan (1936.02)

The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the river up and down suddenly stops flowing.

The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the original wax figure wants to compete with God.

On a sunny day, the red makeup looks particularly enchanting.

The country is so beautiful,

It attracts countless heroes to bow down.

I regret that Emperor Qin and Han Wu were slightly less talented in literature; Tang Zong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.

Genghis Khan, a genius of his generation, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at eagles.

It’s all gone, let’s count the famous people, but also look at the present

Hong Sheng’s "Snow Look":

The cold and lonely village is falling at dusk, and the sad wind is heard everywhere.

The river is too deep to bear the snow, and the mountains are so frozen that the clouds cannot flow.

It is difficult to distinguish the flying gulls and herons, and it is impossible to distinguish the sight of the sand.

There are several plum trees in Nobashi, and they are all white. Ancient poems about snow

1. "Sitting on a snowy night in the village"

Bai Juyi

Sitting with the lamp behind the south window, the wind and sleet are dark.

Lonely at night in the village, I can hear the remnants of wild geese in the snow.

2. "Snow in the Southern Qin Dynasty"

The imperial city is cold and the food is cold, and the spring in the Luo Valley is deep but there is no spring.

Only then did I see the clouds covering the top of the mountain, and the snow on the rocks was like dust.

Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade trees, thousands of usneas trees and thousands of silver flowers.

Birds do not fly and apes do not move. Qing Cong censor went to the Southern Qin Dynasty.

3. "Snowy Plum"

Lu Meipo

The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so Sao Renge paid for the review.

The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.

4. "Bitter Cold in the Village"

Bai Juyi

In December of the eighth year, there was snow on the fifth day. All the bamboos and cypresses were frozen to death, and the people there had no clothes.

Looking back at the village, 89 out of 10 households are poor. The north wind is as sharp as a sword, and the cloth cannot cover the body.

Only the fire of wormwood and thorns is burning, and I sit at night waiting for the morning in sorrow. I know that in the great cold year, farmers are particularly hard-working.

On this day, the thatched cottage door is closed. The brown fur covers the quilt, and there is a residual warmth when sitting and lying down.

I am spared the hardships of hunger and cold, and I have no farmland to work on. Thinking of him makes me feel ashamed, and I ask myself who he is.

5. "Spring Snow"

Han Yu

There is no youth in the new year, and I am surprised to see grass buds in early February.

The snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.

6. "Looking at the Snow"

Li Shimin

Frozen clouds covered the mountains at night, and the plain snow condensed at dawn. The boat was broken into pieces a thousand times, and half of it was tilted to the wind.

No makeup, only loose powder, no trees, only floating flowers. The lingering sky is ashamed of the sunset, and the broken colors thank the morning glow.

7. "Spring Snow"

Liu Fangping

The flying snow brought the spring breeze, and Pei Hui circled the sky in chaos.

You look like a flower, but you are in the east of Luoyang.

8. "Response to the Snow in the Garden"

Song Zhiwen

When the Forbidden Immortal Horse comes to the palace in the morning, the green flag leans on the Spring Terrace in the distance.

I don’t know if the rain in the courtyard has fallen this morning, but I suspect that the forest flowers bloomed last night.

9. "Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"

Cen Shen

The north wind blows and the white grass breaks on the ground, and it snows in August.

Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.

The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.

The general's horn and bow cannot be controlled, and the guard's iron coat is cold and cold.

The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.

The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes.

The 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.

You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, and there is only a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

10. "Looking at the remaining snow in Zhongnan"

Ancestor Yong

Zhongnan has beautiful yin ridges, and snow is floating in the clouds.

The forest is showing its bright colors, and the city is getting colder at dusk.

11. "Twilight Snow"

Daxu

The north wind is strong at dusk and the evening crows are silent in the cold forest.

Whoever talks about Buddhism is really a fool.

It’s hard to write a pen without writing a post, knocking on the bed and making tea.

Zen Pass may close early, so few passengers should park.

12. "Snow in the Southern Qin Dynasty"

Yuan Zhen

The imperial city is cold and cold food comes, and the spring in Luo Valley is deep and there is no spring.

Only then did I see the clouds covering the top of the mountain, and the snow on the rocks was like dust.

Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade trees, thousands of usneas trees and thousands of silver flowers.

Birds do not fly and apes do not move. Qing Cong censor went to the Southern Qin Dynasty.

13. "Confronting the Snow"

Du Fu

Many new ghosts cry in war, but only the old man cries 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.

14. "Returning to the South to Stop the Snow"

Meng Haoran

I am stagnant in my journey, looking at Beijing and Henan every day and night. The wilderness is vast, where are the villages and mountains?

From the edge of Guyan Village, return to the horizon. Snow covers Pinggao, and hungry eagles catch cold rabbits.

When young people write and write, their focus is on chapters and sentences. It was a shame to return home, and Pei returned to guard his return.

15. "Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"

Cen Shen

The north wind blows and the white grass breaks on the ground, and the snow falls in August.