Modern rhythm of poems about snow 1. Seven Rhythms of Poetry Describing Snow
1, it's cold in Whitestorm, and snowflakes are as big as hands. From Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, mocking Wang Liyang for refusing to drink.
Pieces of flying snowflakes are similar to human hands. This is a description of the scenery. How big is the snowflake? "Snowflakes are as big as hands" shows that Master Li, a poet with lofty sentiments, also has lofty sentiments when describing snowflakes.
2. It is still drizzling in the evening, and the night is still windy. But I feel like splashing water, and I don't know that salt has been piled up in the yard.
From Su Shi, eight famous poets in Tang and Song Dynasties, "Two Poems on the Wall of Beitai after Snow (I)".
At dusk, it was raining, and it turned into snow unconsciously after nightfall. I only feel that there is no warmth in the bedding, and there is water splashing on it, but I don't know that there are piles of snow in the yard.
3. Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off Xuanyuantai. From the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai's popularity in the north.
Snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as seats, falling on Xuanyuantai one by one.
4. Listen to the rain in front of the lamp and look back at the mountain behind the snow. From Nalan Xingde's "Jade Bell is Good, Send Fen Liang to the South".
These two sentences describe two completely different pictures-after parting, I can't sleep on a stormy night, sitting alone in front of the lamp and listening to a cold rain; Once upon a time, after the snow, Chu Qing was full of interest, and they went out hand in hand and enjoyed a silver mountain.
"Remote knowledge" is already a vast sea of people, and "turning 100 million" has become a thing of the past with the wind; "Listening alone" is bleak and lonely, and "watching together" is a wonderful time. The reunion in the past is in sharp contrast to the unhappiness in the future. The happier you are, the more painful you will be.
5, Yan Zhichang is a flower with cold snow, and a moth eyebrow is not a sand. Two poems by Wang Zhaojun from the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai.
The world of Yanzhishan is freezing cold, so that snowflakes are flowers and moths are haggard and buried in the sand.
2. Modern poems describing snow
1, five In the snow
Vicki Zhao; zhao Wei
On the fault in May, time slowed down.
Time has turned into snow.
It's overwhelming A crumpled silver package
As white as the wings of an angel.
Kissing Apollo's wind, ambiguous
Touch every inch of this country's skin
The lake is full of scale waves and jumps.
The whiteness of the crescent moon is shining.
Iris climbed up the slope gradually.
Looking into the distance, it is white.
I seem to have seen it before.
Gentle and quiet
Larks sing legends.
A melody circulated in legend
Unprinted chapters in poetry.
Building Four Seasons Ice and Snow Storage Room in the Morning Light
Bloom, Pak Lei, white pear flower falls.
Flowing pearls
Like the eyes of love
The road is weathered.
Climb the plateau full of snow and the moon.
Those flexible stories
Turn into the sound of snowball keys.
Generous and elegant
Time flies, and May has passed.
White gauze left by time
Has been dyed by the stars and the moon.
The sky disappeared.
There is a continuous message.
Look into the distance for a long time.
This legend is circulated in the legend of low resentment.
2. "I love the snow in Saibei"
I like the snow in Saibei.
flying all over the sky
Your dance is so light.
Your heart is so pure
You are Chunyu's sister.
You are the messenger sent by spring.
Messenger of spring
I like the snow in Saibei.
flying all over the sky
You use a white jade-like body
Dress up the silver world
You put your life into the earth.
Moisturize the green wheat seedlings to welcome the spring flowers.
Ah ... I love you.
Ah ... snow in Saibei, snow in Saibei.
3. Snow Song
Wash the memory white and shiny.
But anyway,
Cann't get rid of it
A mark that goes deep into the bone marrow
The snow is depressing.
Like a flower.
Lose weight overnight
Countless beautiful temptations
With Leng Xiang swaying.
Scattered eyebrows
Understand; Understanding
Singing of snow
The sadness of six petals
Jump on the ice
all
It seems that
Only at certain moments.
Moved by you
3. Modern poems describing snow scenes
The moment of melting snow
Author: Xi Murong
When she was asleep.
He walked in a small town with melting snow.
miss the old days
Constellation and in
In front of a river where ice blocks collide.
silently
Call her name
At night in the south.
Everything is as quiet as usual.
Except for a few tired petals
Because of the wind
Fall in front of her window
snow
Sumy
Snowflakes are flying, flying, and will not stop.
It seems to blend with the sadness and joy played for parting.
Blessings from thinking and reading.
Have you found a suitable port to berth?
Do you feel cold? Dance with the snow.
Fly gently in the whirlpool of dreams
The cotton-padded clothes that covered the body also fell off gently.
Is it snow? Are you kicking me out?
Light parting, wrapped in the color of snow.
Can't bear to desecrate such a pure white world.
Leave silently and pray for love.
Maybe each has its own world.
Snowflakes are flying, flying ...
Gradually stop.
4. Write ancient poems about snow
"The painting hall rose in the morning to report that it was snowing."
Li Bai's "Qing Ping Le", a boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow, Liu Zongyuan's "Snow White" didn't have time for spring, so it flew between the trees in the courtyard. Ode to Snow, a five-character poem written by Liang and Wu Yun in the Southern Dynasties, has a similar rhythm and is a famous sentence that has always been recited: "The breeze shakes the trees in the courtyard, and the fine snow falls under the curtain.
The air is like fog, and it condenses like a flower. I didn't see Yang, but I saw Gui Zhibai.
No tears, no humanity, what's good about lovesickness? "Snow eagle returns, borneol horseshoe.
The snow-capped mountains are barren and the glaciers are full of geese. Smoky spring fishing is quiet, and the night chess in the igloo is deep.
At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind. The snowy mountain is near, and the sky is too high to think.
Three million Yulong was defeated and broken bones were flying all over the sky. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
The jade steps leave the bright moon for one night, and the golden hall is full of flowers in three spring. Three thousand silver is the same color, and the terrace jade on the twelfth floor is a layer.
Jiangshan is not thousands of miles away from jathyapple, and there are thousands of selfless jade Qian Qian in the world. "The north wind rolled the white grass and blew them. Eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky.
(Cen Can's "A Song of Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home") "The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and the Wan Li boat is at the door." (Du Fu's quatrains) "I want to cross the Yellow River, but the ice is choking on the ferry and I want to climb the snow-capped mountains."
(Li Bai's "it is hard to go") "Chai Men smells dogs barking and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing's Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow) "A boat with a leaf and a bamboo coat, an old man is fishing in the Hanjiang River-snow. "
(Liu Zongyuan, Jiang Xue) "Far knowledge is not snow, because there is fragrance." (Wang Anshi's Plum Blossom) "Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows geese and snow."
(Gao Shi's "Don't be big") Drifting across the river, butterflies dancing in vain. Singing in the cold wave, the waves are natural and unrestrained.
Snow trees and silver flowers, burning red lips and anger. How charming the mountains and rivers are, inlaid with a winter moon.
Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees. 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. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
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.
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.
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum.
The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height. When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!
This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees. Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish.
Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows. These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.
The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight. You should know that pine trees are noble and noble before melting.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to eastbound ships thousands of miles away. During the daytime in Huang Yun, the north wind blows goose feather and heavy snow one after another.
With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine? Opening the door in the morning is full of snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are light and the sun is cold. The snow disappeared in the cold river, and the frozen pool gradually flowed by.
It snowed for ten days in Beijing, and everyone was full. All kinds of snow, the bright moon meets me.
The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; The snow and ice melt, and the horseshoe is extraordinarily light. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
I know that it suddenly snows at night, and I can hear the sound of bamboo folding. Clouds pass through the autumn snow in Qinling Mountains, and the snow embraces the green horse.
There are oranges in the residual snow, and the frozen snow scared the bamboo shoots to sprout. The snow began to disappear in the spring of March 8, and it returned to the East.
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan. Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats, blowing down XuanYuanTai.
The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
"I don't know if Xia Ting fell today, but people suspect that Hualin opened the door last night." ? Xie Jin Daoyun's Snow Poems; "Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees."
? Don Cen Can's Song of Snow sent Wu, the secretary of Tian, home: "Snow is too late for spring, it is a flying flower on the garden tree." ? Yu Zhu; "Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow. They are all strange."
? Walking on the Beach by Ben Zhong of Luzon. "Miyagi Corps returned to Yan Guang and destroyed Fang Qiong during the day."
? Tang, November and December Music Poems; "Heaven flies to Qiong Ying, and I doubt Yu Jing." ? Tang and the director Snow in Los Angeles; "I will seal him up at all costs."
? Song Yang Wanli "Looking at Snow"; "I will reward you for Qiong Yao." ? Snow in silhouette by Qi Ji of Song Xin.
Jade "Thousands of peaks, thousands of bamboo shoots and thousands of stones, thousands of trees and Wan Yun." ? Qin Xue by Tang Yuanzhen; "Open the door, the birds are scattered and a group is lost."
? Song Sima Guang's Xue Puxian Pavilion; "Fairy Mountain Yulong is cold all night, and LAM Raymond pear flower is old." ? Don Lv Yan's poem "Sword painted in the sunny snow"; "Jade butterflies are flying all over the sky, and I don't think the valley will hinder the oriole."
? Chun Xue of Yuan Hua Una; "Jade flowers fly in the middle of the night and waves dance next year." ? Shi's Happy Snow in Hotan.
"Six flying flowers came into the room and sat watching the bamboo turn into lovely branches." ? Don Gao Pian's Snow; "Liuhua flew out of the door at dusk and got drunk in bed."
? Song Lou key "Xie Lin Jing Si He Yun"; "Six flowers fly in front of the door, not to mention before the bottle." ? Pu's Winter on the Sand in the Courtyard.
Hands, palms and seats are "white and cold, and snowflakes are as big as hands." ? Tang Libai ridiculed Wang Liyang for refusing to drink; "Snowflakes are hard to hide, and the wind is like a knife."
? Qian Qing Qian Yi's Clouds in Liu Jing on a Snowy Night; "Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and the pieces blow down Xuanyuantai." ? Don Li Bai is very popular in the north.
Salt, dust, catkins "The air difference of salting can be simulated, but catkins are not because of the wind." ? Xie Jin Daoyun's Snow Poems; "I just saw the dark clouds on the ridge and the snow on the rocks, which is already shocking."
? Qin Xue by Tang Yuanzhen. Rain, crisp, leaves, algae "clouds are as miserable as wrath, and cold dragons fly to dry rain."
? Tang Lixian used Snow Song; "Let's try to see some cold piles on the green branches." Wei's Pear Blossom; "Rui Ye Fei has come to Maiqing, which is even more annoying."
? Song Fan Chengda's Rain after Snow.
5. Short poems and modern poems describing snow.
Did those snow-white elves fall in the winter snow?
I looked at the footprints deeply imprinted on the ground,
Is that dream catcher dancing here so early?
Hanging on the treetops is still so crystal clear,
And some naughty feathers dancing around,
The whole world seems to be quiet,
Occasionally, it is also my own footsteps.
Holding snow white,
To survive the whole winter,
Keep it in your heart and stay in it forever.
Pull out your messy heart,
Put it in a pure white,
Maybe you will get a happiness and peace.
6. Modern Three-character Snow Poems
Modern poems about snow
Xueyun
I don't know.
Do you like spring?
I can't know either.
Are you in love with me?
If you really want to
Please float down.
I
Based on self-confidence and open up enthusiasm
Listen to you quietly.
Because there are still frozen areas on the earth
Please make a cotton bed with a sloping floor.
Because spring still needs to be moistened
Please feed the radicle with milk.
Because the road is not smooth.
Please cover all rugged areas.
Because the sky is not so transparent.
Please wash the dust off your eyes.
Because my body will be stained more or less.
Please soak my soul.
Since so many people are infatuated with you.
Now that you have fallen.
Even poets are willing to write poems about you.
It snows in May
Text/Zhao Wei
On the fault in May, time slowed down.
Time has turned into snow.
It's overwhelming A crumpled silver package
As white as the wings of an angel.
Kissing Apollo's wind, ambiguous
Touch every inch of this country's skin
The lake is full of scale waves and jumps.
The whiteness of the crescent moon is shining.
Iris climbed up the slope gradually.
Looking into the distance, it is white.
I seem to have seen it before.
Gentle and quiet
Larks sing legends.
A melody circulated in legend
Unprinted chapters in poetry.
Building Four Seasons Ice and Snow Storage Room in the Morning Light
Bloom, Pak Lei, white pear flower falls.
Flowing pearls
Like the eyes of love
The road is weathered.
Climb the plateau full of snow and the moon.
Those flexible stories
Turn into the sound of snowball keys.
Generous and elegant
Time flies, and May has passed.
White gauze left by time
Has been dyed by the stars and the moon.
The sky disappeared.
There is a continuous message.
Look into the distance for a long time.
This legend is circulated in the legend of low resentment.
I love the snow in the north of Saibei.
I like the snow in Saibei.
flying all over the sky
Your dance is so light.
Your heart is so pure
You are Chunyu's sister.
You are the messenger sent by spring.
Messenger of spring
I like the snow in Saibei.
flying all over the sky
You use a white jade-like body
Dress up the silver world
You put your life into the earth.
Moisturize the green wheat seedlings to welcome the spring flowers.
Ah. I love you
Ah. Snow in Saibei
Snow Song (Modern Poetry)
Wash the memory white and shiny.
But anyway,
Cann't get rid of it
A mark that goes deep into the bone marrow
The snow is depressing.
Like a flower.
Lose weight overnight
Numerous beautiful temptations-confusion
With Leng Xiang swaying.
Scattered eyebrows
Understand; Understanding
Singing of snow
The sadness of six petals
Jump on the ice
all
It seems that
Only at certain moments.
Moved by you
7. Modern Snow Poetry
New belated snow (modern poetry)
evening
You almost failed a pair of waiting eyes.
Obsessed, waiting
Goose feathers and velvet cotton in the dream
Sleep soundly, cringe
Pitiful grass
You are here, at night.
Silent surprise
White dust
This is not a crystal six-petal flower.
Pine trees have cloaks.
A little girl covered up.
Hands rubbing on the ground.
Tomorrow is the New Year.
Don't come too late
That snow was original. Modern poetry.
You and I are tired of walking.
Leaning against a pine tree
Want to sleep
The gale has stopped.
snow
It's still raining with relish
Everything around is white.
This is the only feeling you and I have.
Transparent and crisp
But it lacks the warmth of sunshine.
You and I both want to cry
No tears
I lost my footprints when I came.
There is no way ahead.
That snow
Bury happiness and bury preciousness.
8. Write modern poems about snow
Xueyun
I don't know.
Do you like spring?
I can't know either.
Are you in love with me?
If you really want to
Please float down.
Me?
Based on self-confidence and open up enthusiasm
Listen to you quietly.
Because there are still frozen areas on the earth
Please make a cotton bed with a sloping floor.
Because spring still needs to be moistened
Please feed the radicle with milk.
Because the road is not smooth.
Please cover all rugged areas.
Because the sky is not so transparent.
Please wash the dust off your eyes.
Because my body will be stained more or less.
Please soak my soul.
Since so many people are infatuated with you.
Now that you have fallen.
Even poets are willing to write poems about you.
Bury me
You come-
The sunshine is coming, too.
The warm wind is coming.
Here comes the music.
Inspiration is coming.
Marvel Comics appreciates your elegance and whiteness.
Shocked by your endless feelings
Rejoice for your chic and elegance.
Joan pressed the branches? Quinn is at his peak.
The field is empty? The village was silent.
The mountains and rivers in your King's Landing are muddy as jade.
Your first world is quiet and pleasant.
Cover me
Despite the eyes
Can't stand your strong test
My mind
Just waiting for a voice in your silence ...