Do you have any poems about missing your sweetheart in winter?

Cold and snowy, in the coldest winter, I miss the other half in the distance silently with the warmest poems.

In this cold winter, snow covers the vast land, because I miss her far away, and my heart is warm. Because of a kind of care and love, I still remember it even when I walk in another country.

Ouyang Xiu has a poem: "Last year's Lantern Festival, the flower market was full of lights. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I didn't see it last year, tears wet the sleeves of the spring shirt. " Even though things have changed, there will still be such a person who misses you silently under the lamp, under the moon and somewhere.

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Tang Libai

Candle dragon lives in poverty, but the light 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, shovel.

There is a white arrow in the forest, spiders spin webs and 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.

A woman always leans on the door and looks back on the snowy night, hoping that her husband who went to the Great Wall will return as soon as possible. The Great Wall is a cold place. But she knows that her husband has passed away and will never come back.

Snowflakes are fluttering outside the door, and the memory of my husband is like flying snow all over the sky, which is endless and difficult to disperse. Who are you missing on this snowy night?

A suggestion for my friend Liu.

Tang Bai Juyi

There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.

With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?

On this snowy night, Bai Juyi prepared a stove and hot wine and asked his friends if they wanted a drink.

On this snowy night, do you have any friends to accompany you for a snowy night?