Pingming went to the village bridge, but the snow in Meixi did not disappear. ?
The days are short, the weather is cold, and Chushan is infinitely far away.
At first light, we'll take you to the bridge at the entrance to the village. The heavy snow has not disappeared for several days, and the plum petals on the branches fall with the wind and drift with the flow. In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and it is freezing. You are so sad to leave at this dawn. The endless Chushan, thinking about the long road and the obstacles along the way, has to worry about you.
2. Su Shi's Linjiang Fairy Winter Night Ice Well in Song Dynasty
The ice meets the well in winter night, and the bright moon invades the painting hall. Blue jar Ming Che, sad cry. The green jar is waiting to be picked, and the powder tears are still hanging.
Before a statue is finished, the tears are covered first, and the song is half sad. Love and voice are not contradictory. If you want to know the heartbroken place, dark dust flies on the beam.
It's very cold at night in winter, and the wells are frozen. The bright moonlight shone into the tent through the gorgeous room, and the blue light flashed, reflecting the sad maid. The wick was almost burned out, and rouge powder and tears trickled down.
Before she finished drinking a glass of wine, she hid her face and wept, and her song was mixed with sadness. Sadness and singing should be vented as much as possible, and they are not contradictory. You have to feel the sadness of her singing, that is when the dust on the beams flies down.
3. Bai Juyi's Solstice Winter Night and Xiangling in Tang Dynasty.
There is no reason to look at beauty, and it is cold and unfriendly.
What is the longest night? Everyone sleeps alone.
I miss you for many years, but I can't see you. The quilt is so cold that I dare not touch you. How can you stand the longest cold night in a year, what's more, you and I are both lonely and sleepless.
4. In Song Dynasty, Su Shi wrote that "Huanxisha gathers in Yinshan at midnight".
In the middle of the night, Sue piled up on the Yinshan Mountain, and he came to Jiumo with the car. Yanzhu Taojiang is temporarily absent.
There are poems on an empty stomach, and wet wages are like osmanthus pearls. Who will twist your moustache with you?
It snowed heavily in the middle of the night, and the weeds were covered with snow, just like mountains wrapped in silver. In the morning, I saw the rain and snow in the field, the surging waves in the river and the hookah on the sand house. This time has passed, and it has become a white world of ice and snow.
There are only poems in an hungry stomach, and clothes are woven into knots. Wet wood is as expensive as cinnamon, and rice is as expensive as pearls. Who can twist my beard and sing poetry with me in cold weather?
5. Du Mu's early winter night drink in Tang Dynasty
I am like Ji An, the governor of Huaiyang County, who is often ill. I have a glass of wine to relieve my sorrow. When I am in a foreign land, I only bring first frost with the sleeves of the Qing Dynasty, oil lamps and candles. ?
The snow on the steps is like a bunch of white pears. Who will be on the fence next year?
Like Ji An, the magistrate of Huaiyang, he is often ill and occasionally has a glass of wine to relieve his worries. Being in a foreign land, my sleeves are covered with frost, and I only keep company with lamps and candles. The snow under the steps is like a white pear. Who will lean on the railing next year?