Who knows the cold wind? Lunar poems

Cold wind destroys trees and frost turns green. Han Yuefu's ancient poem "Ancient Poems for Jiao Zhongqing's Wife" was sad at the end of the year, and it was snowing in the sun. There is no hope in the ear, but nothing in the eye. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Guimao Years Old Written in the Middle of December, Respecting from My Brother" is like snow, and the difference between sprinkling salt and air can be drawn, if catkins are not due to the wind. The moon shines on the snow, and the wind is sad. Xie Lingyun's "Year of the Year" in the Southern Song Dynasty is white and chilly, and snowflakes are as big as hands. Tang Libai mocked Li Yangwang for refusing to drink.

1. For example, this winter, it will be held in the west of the city. (Du Fu: Car Shop) 2. In the autumn moon, Xi Juan and Dongling Song. (Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons) 3. The south neighbor is even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed. (Lu You: "October 28th is a storm") 4. Tonight is winter, and tomorrow is old. (Dong Sigong: "Shousui") 5. Ming Sheng has an autumn wind, buying wine and flying snow in winter. (Wang Wei: Four Qi Poems) 6. When winter comes, all the flowers will disappear. (Chen Yi: Mei) 7. I don't know that the recent splash started first, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum") 8. It is foolish but precious for children to learn to be neighbors in winter. (Lu You: Autumn in the Suburb) 9. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp. (Bai Juyi: Homesickness from Winter to Day and Night) 10. The weather and personnel are urging each other, the winter solstice is sunny, and spring is coming again. (Du Fu: "Xiaozhi") Rain and snow, see what it looks like to disappear: the snow is full; Speaking of which, it is still "gone with the wind". Hey; The heat of the sun. Yue: Auxiliary words have no substantive meaning. The Book of Songs Xiaoya Jiaogong The cold wind destroyed trees and caused severe frost. Lan Han Yuefu's ancient poem "Ancient Poems for Jiao Zhongqing's Wife" was sad at the end of the year, and it was snowing in the sun. There is no hope in my ears, but clean sadness in my eyes: cold and cold. Mimi: Dark. H: a little less. Objective: what that eye can see. Hao: White. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Gui Mao's Works in Mid-December and His Brother's Respect"