What are some beautiful poems about cold?

1. The remaining snow is shining on the cold screen, the plum blossoms have fallen and the flute has been updated for three times, and the moon is dimly lit when there is no one around. ——Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty, "Huanxi Sand·Remnant Snow Condensing Glow and Cold Painted Screen"

Translation: The afterglow of the remaining snow shines on the screen with landscape paintings, giving off bursts of chill. It was already the third watch, but the flute sound of "Plum Blossoms Falling" came from the distance. In the dead of night, people suddenly recalled the past, and the moonlight seemed hazy even in no-one's place.

2. The remaining lamps are extinguished by the wind and the furnace smoke is cold, accompanied only by a solitary shadow. ——Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty, "The Poppy·The wind extinguished the lamp and the smoke in the stove was cold"

Translation: The cold wind blew out the remaining smoke in the incense burner, and the burnt candle ashes were no longer warm. The only thing that accompanies me is my lonely shadow.

3. The dew is cold and the smoke is cold. ——Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Shui Long Yin·The dew is cold and the smoke is cold, and the Jian Jia Lao"

Translation: The dew is cold, the smoke has become cold, and the reeds have stopped blooming. The geese flying long distances in the sky have a clear and distant sound.

4. The bamboo breeze gently moves the courtyard to relieve the cold, and the bead curtains cast exquisite shadows on the moon. ——Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty, "Bodhisattva Man: The Bamboo Breeze Moves the Courtyard to Remove the Cold"

Translation: The bamboo shoots passed over the stone steps, bringing gusts of cold wind and shattering the exquisite moonlight on the bead curtain.

5. The lonely tassels are covered with cold embroidery, leaning against the pillow on the mountain to arouse the fragrant dust, the flowers in the small courtyard weeping with dew in the thick spring. ——The Five Dynasties·Yan Xuan "Huanxisha·Lonely Tassel Cold Embroidered Yin"

Translation: The embroidered mattress is placed lonely in the tent, already cold, only the pillow leaning against the screen still carries the fragrant smell. In the small courtyard, the dewdrops on the flowers are like tears shed when crying, and even the scenery has a strong sense of spring.