The drizzle brings coldness but there is no frost, and the leaves in front of the garden are half green and yellow. Xiaochun has only been gone for a few days, and the fragrance of plum blossoms is blooming somewhere.
——"Two Poems on the Beginning of Winter" by Qiu Yuan of the Song Dynasty
The Qifeng is full of loose tea smoke, and the light rain is slightly wet on the seat felt. I believe that this year's cold weather is coming early. My cloth is brown and not filled with cotton.
——"Two Poems on the Beginning of Winter" by Qiu Yuan of the Song Dynasty
The lotus pond is full of dry eyes, and the west wind is gradually blowing from the north. The boxwood is stubborn and uniform, while the white birch is soft and sparse. The cold frost on the door can wake up the bones, and the remaining light on the window makes it easy to read. I made an appointment with Sanjiu to chant plum blossoms and snow, and also borrowed my own small stove. ——Zi Jinshuang's "The Beginning of Winter"
The Beginning of Winter is still ten days old, and the clothes are not yet filled with cotton. The wind blew over the house in the middle of the night and filled the boat with snow in the morning. It’s strange to be unlucky at times, but I am the most pitiable. The sore fingers are hidden in the open sleeves, and the frozen shoulders are shrugged while leaning on the railing. The withered intestines are suddenly desolate, and the remaining chrysanthemums are still fresh. Those who are poor and have no quilt are likely to suffer from many diseases.
——Fang Hui of the Song Dynasty "On September 26th, the snow has not yet snowed, and most of the people from the north are gone"
The autumn wind blew away the old Tingke, and the yellow leaves and red maples were blown away. Stayed as a guest. A little Zen lamp lights up the half-moon. It's colder tonight than last night.
——"The Beginning of Winter" by Wang Zhideng of the Ming Dynasty
New poems are written lazily with frozen pen, and the wine is warm in the cold furnace. Drunk, looking at the ink flowers and the white moon, I suddenly feel that the village in front of me is full of snow.
——"The Beginning of Winter" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The chanting is not afraid of the distance, and the scenery is worth copying. The sky and water are clear and the air of autumn and winter begins to merge. Drink the rainbow to eliminate the song of the sea, and the wild geese go down to the pond. You have to ride the moon to go back, and knock on the loose door at night. ——Shi Wenjue of the Song Dynasty, "Walking in the Fields at the Beginning of Winter"
If the yang is not restrained, you will suffer from constant pain for half a year. Grass and millet feed on locust borers, and japonica and rice feed on the mainland. The people are hungry and the people are strong, and wheat is a good place to stay in the autumn evening. Min Ran waits for a rain, and the frost falls and the water spring shrinks. Gathering at Ulsan Chaojun, the torrential rain pours over the sky. The situation becomes more violent during the ten-day period, and the winter becomes more and more wilted. Spring thunder breaks out in the middle of the night, and the wheel turns in the middle of the sky. The old man couldn't sleep, and the young child started crying. Looking at the courtyard, the pines and chrysanthemums are half destroyed and bald. The latent grass sprouts, and the dormant insects lurk in chaos. The firewood does not come out of the market, and it is not cooked in the morning and in the afternoon. If the first seed is not put into the ground, it will be difficult to have a full stomach. The scholar wrote the ancient sayings, and Hong Fan left a letter. There is no middle-level king at this time, so who should tell me this? ——"Hearing Thunder at the Beginning of Winter" by Su Che of the Song Dynasty
Last night the frost was cold and the catkins were covered with red leaves. The west wind has swept away the garden, but only the yellow flowers live up to the autumn.
——Song Dynasty Qian Shi's "The frost on the day before the beginning of winter has feelings for the chrysanthemums"
The room is small and wealthy, and the walls are as low as the shoulders. Just past the month of Shiyi, I met Shi Qiu Tian again. An inch of charcoal accumulated in a camp stove is called cotton quilt. I live in the back alleys of my life, and feel happy everywhere. ——Lu You, Song Dynasty, "Composition on the Beginning of Winter"
What does the sky say? The four o'clocks: all things come into being, what does the sky say? What does it say? What did it say? Four o'clock: four seasons. OK: Run. As the four seasons move, all things come into being: the four seasons continue to move and all things grow. ——"The Analects of Confucius·Yang Huo"
There is no yang in winter, no yin in summer, no miserable wind in spring, and no bitter rain in autumn. ——"Zuo Zhuan·The Fourth Year of Zhao Gong"
Spring is also a time when all things are flourishing, and I feel their life and mourn their death; summer is also full of grasses and hazels, and when I see their prosperity, I know they are in decline; Autumn is also harsh Frost is coming, and those who are worried are not happy about it; in winter, the Yin energy is accumulating, and those who are sad are happy about it.
——"Shijiwen·Beifu" by Lu Zhaolin of Tang Dynasty