China's ancient poems have rich descriptions of ancient people's winter life. The following are some ancient poems describing ancient people's winter life:
1. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting
People come and go on the river, but they like the beauty of perch. Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats. -Zhang "Fishing Songs"
3. When reading in a quiet place in front of a cold window, everything is silent, Yi Deng knows. Yuan Mei's Cold Window
4. Snow keeps Qian Shan birds away, while ice keeps thousands of miles away. Du Fu's Two Dreams of Li Bai
5. What is fine snow? It can simulate the air difference of salt spraying. Ouyang Xiu's The Oil Man
6. Old people talk about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left and blue on the right. Li Bai's Three Poems "It's Hard to Walk"
7. Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. Du Fu's "Singing Willow"
8. If you go to Qian Fan, it's nothing. There is water everywhere. Xin Qiji's "fishing, good to eliminate several storms"
9. Snow leads the blue horse back, and Liu bloom leaves the village. Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home.
10. Heating is harmonious like spring, and every household opens the door. Bai Juyi's "Xinfeng Xiaomei" (although this sentence expresses warmth, it is actually not a real ancient poem, but a modern imitation)
1 1. Liu Yuxi's "Who is laughing, laughing at the table?"
12. Under the cold lamp, I meditated on the past, and a lost wild goose kept me awake. Gao Shi's Two Poems of Biedongda University
13. The shadow of the ice wheel toad lingers, and the jade leaking silver pot has not returned for a long time. Ouyang Xiu's Ode to Autumn Sound
14. The heavy snow presses the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress are tall and straight. Wang Anshi's Yuan Ri
15. Yanzilai News Agency, after Qingming Festival in pear flower falls. Late Spring by Han Yu
16. The mountains and rivers outside the window are lonely, and the fine print in front of the light is blurred. Su Shi's The South China Sea Will Return to Wang Dingguo.
17. One hundred mountains have no birds, and one thousand roads have no footprints. Jiang Xue of Liu Zongyuan
18. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. Liu Changqing's Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow
19. Winter comes and summer goes, autumn harvest comes and winter comes, watching children catch willow flowers. Yang Wanli's small pool
20. Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, and cold smoke on the waves. Yan's Lin Jiang Xian Zi returns to Lin Gao at night.