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Bai Juyi, Embracing Xiang Ling on the Winter Solstice Night
It is impossible to see the beauty, and the cold quilt is inaccessible.
How can the longest night be spent sleeping alone?
Lu Wen's Winter Night
I get up and lie down again with all kinds of worries, and the night is too long to live through.
The wind blows the snowflakes like falling flowers, and the moon shines on the ice like broken mirrors.
Bai Juyi Smells Insects on a Winter Night
The sound of insects makes people think of winter and autumn, and it makes people feel sad when they hear it.
I am an old man who listens without fear, but a young man should not listen to Bai Juntou.
Jia Dao Sending someone off on a winter night
Walking on the village bridge in the bright light, the flowers have fallen on the Meixi River and the snow has not disappeared.
The days are short and the weather is cold, and I have to worry about seeing off guests. The road to Chushan is infinite and far away.
Weizhuang Winter Night
I sleep in the cold furnace and the wine is half gone, but the guest's love and dreams of home are far away.
No one can sharpen my sword for me and cut off even an inch of my sadness.
Du Mu Drinking on an Early Winter Night
Sick people in Huaiyang sometimes seek love, and the guest sleeves are filled with frost and candle trays.
Building pear blossoms and a pile of snow, who will be able to use them next year?
Li Shangyin and Han Donglang impromptuly sent poems to each other, which shocked the rest of the world... and also presented the fearful members.
The poems were cut and completed at the age of ten, and the cold and ashes of the candles moved the emotions.
On the Danshan Road with thousands of tung flowers, the sound of young phoenixes is clearer than that of old phoenixes.
Lu Guimeng and Winter Willow
The willow trees are diagonally facing the savage window, with scattered and decaying strips next to the Xiaojiang River.
It was at the point where the frosty wind broke that a pair of cold gulls started to fly.
Du Fu Early Winter
The old man's military uniform is narrow, and his color is dark when he returns home.
The water is rushing on the fishing boat, and the hunting fire is burning in the high forest.
One day I was drunk in the pond, and Liang Fu sang in sorrow.
The war has not ceased, so where is the origin?
Du Fu's Deep Winter (Immediately)
The flowers and leaves follow the will of God, and the rivers and streams are full of stone roots.
The morning clouds follow the shadows, and the cold water follows the traces.
It is easy to shed Yang Zhu’s tears, but it is difficult to attract the soul of Chu guest.
The wind and waves are unstable at dusk. Who can I stay at?
The sound of insects sounds like winter and autumn makes people feel sad when they hear it. I am an old man who listens without fear, but a young man does not listen to Bai Juntou. "Smelling Insects on a Winter Night" by Bai Juyi
I get up and lie down again with all my worries on my mind, and the night is too long to live through. The wind blows the snowflakes like falling flowers, and the moon shines on the ice like broken mirrors. "What Happens on a Winter Night" Lu Wen
"You can't see her beauty, and you can't be close to her in cold quilts." How can I spend the longest night sleeping alone? "Winter Solstice Night with Hunan Spirit" by Bai Juyi
Liu Ting is facing the barbarian window, and the scattered strips are beside the Xiaojiang River. It was at the point where the frosty wind broke that a pair of cold gulls started to fly. "Winter Willow" Lu Guimeng
I sleep in the cold furnace and the wine is half gone, and my love for the guest is far away. No one sharpens my sword for me and cuts off even an inch of my sadness. "Winter Night" Wei Zhuang
The light breeze blows across the three rivers, the leaves are covered with frost, and the moon is covered with frost. The sounds of autumn have faded away, and the winter colors emerge from the horizontal windows. The sparse shadows of plum blossoms play three tunes, the pine and snow fall, and the dusk clouds are low. Dye with dark fragrance.
Drunk and heartbroken. "The Plum Blossoms in Jiangcheng·Winter Sorrow" author: Lian Yuhua is in trouble
Huaiyang is often sick and I seek love, and the guest's sleeves are covered with frost and the candle tray. Build a pile of pear blossoms and a pile of snow, who will be able to use it next year? "Early Winter Night Drink" Du Mu
Walking on the village bridge in the bright light, the flowers have fallen on the Meixi River and the snow has not disappeared. The days are short and the weather is cold, I am worried about seeing off guests, and the road to Chushan is infinite and far away. "Sending Someone Away on a Winter Night" Jia Dao
In the late winter in the north, in the early morning, there are little birds in ignorance. The old Taoist has spread the dust wantonly. In debauchery, rendering, dusk under street lights. "The End of Winter in the North" Author: Yang Luo
"Deep Winter (One Work Today)" Du Fu's flowers and leaves follow the will of God, and rivers and streams are full of stone roots. The morning clouds follow the shadows, and the cold water follows the traces. It is easy to shed Yang Zhu's tears, but it is difficult to attract the soul of Chu guest. The wind and waves are unstable at dusk. Who can I stay at?
Last night it was freezing gray with a steady drizzle. The roaring wind near the sea is bone-breakingly cold. When Bo Yang gets drunk, another year will pass. It is extremely sad to live in a life of leisure and hardship. How difficult it is to find a boat and ride on the waves. Dare to be proud alone with Mei, and never give up until death. "Langtaosha·Winter" Author: Du Fu 2012
The cold wind rustled my teeth and smiled, and my eyes were sore and filled with tears. In the winter solstice, a fool has no dumplings, so he makes delicacies with tears. "The Cold Winter Solstice" author: Niu Hongliang
The desolation of winter has penetrated into the bone marrow of the season. The peach blossom of fate is extinguished in your heart. The home on paper was also abandoned by the rain. So many beautiful days have been lost. We never thought that we could easily pick it up. "Winter, the Sadness of a Sigh" Author: Zhang Shidong
The old man's military uniform is narrow, and his color is dark when he returns home. The water is rushing on the fishing boat, and the hunting fire is burning in the high forest. One day I was drunk in the pool, and Liang Fu sang in sorrow. The war has not ceased, so where is the origin? "Early Winter" Du Fu
In the late winter in the north, the fierce wind blows on the face, and the earth is full of drunkenness, tiredness and sound sleep. "The Last Winter in the North" Author: Yang Luo
The wind and sand blow by, the freezing rain falls, who carries my lovesickness in the winter melody? Looking at these lamps, I am warming myself by the fire. The white curtain is coming, which is the melancholy caused by infatuation. "The Melancholy of Winter" author: Yuanmengren
Drinking the north wind on several cold days, I am lonely and my heart is frozen. My eyes are looking forward to seeing the plum blossoms before they bloom, and the fragrance of winter solstice dumplings turns into a dream. "Winter Solstice is Cold" Author: Niu Hongliang
Autumn wind, autumn leaves, autumn nights and autumn mood give autumn, winter plums, winter snow, winter spirit approaching winter. It hurts each other, hurts this, hurts my thoughts, hurts my emotions, and makes me burst into tears.
"Tears in Autumn and Winter" author: Love Tears and Think Rain
This winter, I regard you as the girl I love most, and I bloom my attachment in the snowflakes, but you are not happy, and your face is filled with tears. sad. If there are no flowers this winter, love will be gone. Childhood feelings will not come back. How can the fireworks after the rain ring all over the sky? I'm tired, I'm hurt. My trembling hands were wrapped around my body, my head lowered into my arms, and I was running through the sky full of sorrow. "Ride all over the sky with sorrow in winter" Author: 316131755
The warm sunshine in autumn is immature, not as good as the wings of dandelions. The beginning of winter arrives as scheduled tomorrow, and there has been heavy snowfall in the north. The depth of winter is also unfathomable. For the first time, I want to stand strong and proud in the snowy wind.
"The Pain of Winter" Author: Xiao Shanchun
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