The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. To the west of the old camp, people say it's the War of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
2. Jiang Xue-Liu Zongyuan
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.
3, "Looking at the Lake Pavilion Snow"-Zhang Wei?
In December in Chongzhen, I lived by the West Lake. It snowed for many days, and the noise of pedestrians and birds in the lake disappeared. At about eight o'clock this evening, I took a boat, wore a fur coat and took a stove to see the snow in the middle of the lake. Ice flowers are all over the sky, the sky is bright and watery, and the sky is pure white. The shadow on the lake is only the trace of a long bank. There is a small pavilion in the middle of the lake, a mustard and Yu Zhou, and there are only two or three people on board.
In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, I saw two people laying blankets and a child cooking a wine stove. Seeing it, I was overjoyed and said, "There is no such person in the lake!" " Pull me together and drink with me. I tried to drink three glasses of wine and then said goodbye to them. Ask them what their surnames are. They are from Nanjing and are guests in this place. Just got off the boat, Zhou Zi murmured, "Don't say" xianggong "is crazy, but even more so!
4, "Jueju"-Du Fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, egrets sky-high." Outside my window is the snowy Western Hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
5, "Xuemei"-Lu Meipo
Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring, and the poet pavilion commented on the pen fee. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
6. After the snow in the mountains-Zheng Xie?
When I opened the door in the morning, it was full of snow. The eyes were pale and the sun was cold. There is no drop of plum blossom frozen on the eaves, which is a kind of loneliness.
7. Master of Mount Furong in the Snow-Liu 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.
8. "Qingpingle Snow Year after Year"-Li Qingzhao?
In the heavy snow every year. I often indulge in plum blossoms. It's no good running out of plum blossoms. Win clothes and clear tears. This year, the ends of the earth. Flowers grow on the temples. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.
9, "In addition to the night snow"-Lu You
On the fourth day, the north wind brought a heavy snow; The snow that God has given us comes on New Year's Eve, which indicates a bumper harvest in the coming year. Before the glass half full of wine could be lifted to celebrate, I was still writing Fu Tao in cursive script under the lamp.
10 Song of Snow White Farewell to the Field-Clerk Wu goes home-Cen Can
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 bloom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear. 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.
1 1, Man Jing's Travel Notes-Yuan Hongdao?
The weather in Beijing is very cold. After Hua's birthday, the winter is still very cold. The cold wind often blows, a piece of flying sand. I want to go out in a room as if I were at home. Every time the wind runs, it is the return of the pot.
On the 22nd, the weather was slightly warmer, so I went out to Dongzhimen to the well with some friends. The sorghum is lifted, and the soil paste is slightly moist. At first glance, it is open, if it comes out. At this time, the ice skin began to melt, sparkling, scaly layers, and the bottom was crystal clear, like a newly opened mirror, cold light coming out of the box. On sunny days, the mountains are washed away by melting snow, as if they had just been wiped; Exquisite and beautiful, like a beautiful girl who washed her face and combed a neat bun.
Wicker will stretch, but not yet. Soft buds are scattered in the wind, and wheat seedlings come out of the ground. They are short, like fur on an animal's neck, only about an inch. Although there are not many tourists, donkeys who drink spring tea, sing with wine glasses and wear donkeys can also be seen from time to time. Although the wind is still strong, walking is sweaty. All the birds sunbathing on the beach, the fish floating on the water, and all the animals smell of joy. I know there is no spring in the country, but people who live in the city don't know.
Husband can't swim, but between rocks and vegetation, and this officer also. And this place is very close to me, and I will travel from now on. How can I not describe it? Ming dynasty, February 27th, February.
12, selling charcoal Weng-Bai Juyi
An old man selling charcoal cuts wood and burns charcoal in the mountains in the south all year round. His face was covered with dust, which was the color of smoke burning, his temples were gray, and his ten fingers were burnt black. What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth. Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder. At night, it snowed a foot thick outside the city. Early in the morning, the old man drove a charcoal wheel to the market. Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market.
Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it. The eunuch, with documents in his hand and the emperor's orders in his mouth, shouted at the petrified palace. A load of charcoal, more than 1000 kilograms, eunuch attendants to drive away, the old man is helpless, but there is no way. Half a horse's red yarn is a silk, which is filled with charcoal to the cow's head.
13, it snows at night-Bai Juyi
Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats, blowing down XuanYuanTai. It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time. It snowed for ten days in Beijing, and everyone was full. Hu er tried to sweep lightly, leaving a bright little window.
14, "Five Dissatisfactions, Part I"-Lu You?
When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain. It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse. Stuffed on the Great Wall, making empty promises, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded. When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.
15, a song of white snow bid farewell to the field-clerk Wu went home-Cen Can?
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 bloom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The bow becomes stiff, it is almost impossible to pull it out, and it is difficult to protect your iron clothes. 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. Look at the snow peak in Central South China.