The last sentence is a warm poem.

1. Poems about warmth

Poems about warmth 1. Poetry about warmth

Emotion in poetry

1. Thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother, making clothes for her wayward son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")

2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans will cry in the pot.

We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? (Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry")

3. My parents heard that the woman came and went out to help each other;

As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup.

When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci")

Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

5. A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle, and a wild goose rang in autumn.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")

6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book.

When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. (Zhang Ji: "Qiu Si")

7. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives during holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Wang Wei: vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong)

8. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Bai Juyi: "The Solstice of Winter in Handan" misses home at night)

9. The child took the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back?

* * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Du Mu: "Going Home")

Nostalgia in Poetry

1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")

2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.

Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)

3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.

... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)

It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day")

6. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")

7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)

8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")

9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")

2. Poems about the warmth of winter

1, a song of snow farewell Tian Shuji Wu went home, Tang Censhen

The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.

Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.

Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.

The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.

The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.

In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.

In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.

Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.

I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.

2, "Snow House Furong Mountain Master" Liu Tang Changqing

The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.

3. "Looking at the Snow Peak in Central South" Tang

Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud. After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.

4. Jiang Xue Liu Tang General Hospital

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

5, "A suggestion for a friend Liu" Tang Bai Juyi

There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove. It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .

6, "Plum Blossom" Wang Song Anshi

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

7, "Northern Popular" Tang Libai

Candle dragon lives in a cold door, and its brilliance is still blooming.

Why don't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind is angry with the sky.

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 edge, leave the tiger gold and shovel.

There are white arrows in the forest, and spiders make webs for dust.

The arrow is not empty, people die today and never come back.

I can't bear to see this thing, it has burned to ashes.

The yellow river can hold soil, and the north wind hates rain and snow.

8, "Don't Dongda" Tang

Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

9. On Xia Sai Qu by Tang Lu.

That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.

10, Winter Night by Tang Censhen

Vast sweat and frost blow the world, and there is no business in hot springs and fire wells.

Zeguo dragons and snakes are frozen, and Nanshan is sparse.

1 1, Answer on a Winter Night by Tang Baorong

It is better to leak more at night than to be lovely in winter. Fortunately, in the frost and dew, the horses and chariots have been frozen.

It's not the year of ploughing, weeds will defeat millet. Don't leave each other alone, birds and mice will move their nests.

Seeing the heart alone, the frost protects the soft rose. If so, what's the point of leaving grace?

Because of the memory of his wife, a word is heavy. Chu Jian in the breeze, Yan Ge for my son.

12, "Early Winter" Tang Bai Juyi

In October, the south of the Yangtze River is sunny and cold as spring flowers.

Frost doesn't kill grass, but desert sand dries at first.

Old zhe leaves are as yellow as tender trees, and cold cherry branches are as white as wild flowers.

At this time, I envy idle people drunk, and there is no reason for five horses to enter the restaurant.

13, "Negative Winter" Tang Bai Juyi

According to the south corner of my house, I go out in winter. Sit with your eyes closed and your skin will be healthy.

At first, it was like drinking alcohol mash, and it was like being stung by Su. External integration is smooth, and Chinese integration is one.

If you forget where you are, your heart is empty.

14, Tang Bai Juyi on a winter night

Poor family, love each other, make friends even if you are sick. There is no one in front, hiding in the village.

In the cold, the lights are dim and the curtains are broken. At the window, I heard the new snow.

Sleeping for years, sitting up in the middle of the night. If you don't learn to sit still and forget your heart, you can live silently.

When you are upright, you will die and your heart will change. Four years and 1,300 nights.

15, "Watching the White Eagle One" Tang Libai

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.

16, "Shousui" Tang

The setting sun shines obliquely on the splendid palace of Jinbi, and the years make the palace more beautiful. At the end of the year, winter snow and winter snow melt, and it seems that a warm spring breeze blows in the warm palace.

Huge red candles are lit and look like a bunch of flowers. * * * Spring Festival, send you all night.

17, "Working in the Snow" Tang Bai Juyi

At the end of the year, the wind blows, and the night is cold and snowy. Where will I live? Warm my account, heater.

Two brown ones and a tie felt. When the porridge is cooked, I can't sleep.

It's time to take care of your body and mind, and don't mind your own business. I idled around for six years to get through the snowstorm.

Suddenly, tourists from Philip Burkart thought of early court officials. Cold ling didn't wake up when she stepped on the frozen invasion at night.

Heart is your father and your servant. No freedom is made by heart.

Now that you are satisfied, your body will be at peace. I should match my words with my deeds.

3. Describe warm poems

Warmth is during the day.

Sunlight shines from the sky to the earth.

Quietly drive away the cold on your body

Warm in the dark

The orange light coming through the window at home.

Quietly guide your way home.

Warmth is when you are sad.

The lover's palm gently stroked his chest.

Kill your countless desolations with heat.

Warmth is when you are happy.

The eyes of relatives gently brushed their faces.

Burn out your confusion with enthusiasm.

Warmth in adversity

The power secretly transmitted by a friend's hug.

Let you shine and heat up.

Warm in prosperity.

The pressure of strangers' greetings quietly shifted.

Praise your brilliant ideal with heat.

Warmth is fire

Burn your melancholy

Show you the way when you are frustrated and confused.

Warmth is light

Enrich your fantasy.

Give you a barrier when you get carried away.

Warmth is a footprint

Truthfully record your ups and downs.

Push you up step by step

Warmth is wine

No matter the ends of the earth, it will give you fragrance.

Warmth is clothes.

Dress you up in spring, summer, autumn and winter

Warmth is a lighthouse.

Give you light and hope whenever and wherever.

Warmth is a harbor full of energy.

Warmth is the backbone and contains hope.

Warm is a blessing, warm is love.

Concerned about your well-being in the storm, accompany you all the way up.

May the warmth stay in your heart.

Accompany you through the long years

4. Describe warm poems

The warmth of friendship

1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.

After all, the world is just a small place. (Wang Bo's "Farewell to Shu Guan")

Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off")

The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass)

4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")

5. Entering Wu on a cold rainy night, seeing the guests off in solitude; (Wang Changling "Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn")

6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi "Don't be big")

7. Peach Blossom Pond and thousands of feet are not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)

8. The solitary sail is far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. (Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower sends bowls to Haoran Guangling")

9. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. (Cen Can's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)

10. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.

Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered. After drinking a bottle of wine, I will leave Meng Han tonight. ("Farewell" by Li Shutong)

1 1, Taohuatan is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. Li Bai's gift to Wang Lun.

The warmth of spring

12, at sunrise, the river is redder than the fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")

13, thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones. Wang Anshi's Yuan Ri

14, at sunrise, the river is redder than the fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")

15, sticking to clothes makes me want to get wet, and blowing my face chills.

The warmth of summer

16, the next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus reflected in the sun is another kind of red. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"

17, Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping, singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci")

18, I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting")

19, deep in the city, it is still clear from spring to summer. (Li Shangyin's "Yat Sen Qing")

20. Early summer is still clear and peaceful, and the grass has not rested. (Xie Lingyun's "Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea")

2 1, the bitter nights are short in midsummer, and the porch is cool. (Du Fu's Summer Sigh)

22. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still. (Dai Fugu's "Hot")

23, everyone is bitter, I love the long summer. Li Ang's summer couplets

24. The remnants gather in the summer, and the new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can's "Xiuting sends China to send Wang Shaofu back to the county")

25. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. I feel that it will clear up before summer is deep. (Fan Chengda's Xi Qing)

26. Baocun Creek in Qingjiang River is a secluded pavilion in Xiajiang Village. (Du Fu's "Village")

27. Why don't you like wheatgrass? Xia Muyang is cute. (Qin Guan's "Dark Days in March")

5. Reward high scores and ask for warm poems.