Poems about winter in my hometown 1. Poems of missing hometown in winter.
(A) Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking"
The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .
Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home.
(B) "Spring Watch" Du Fu
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold.
I stroke my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins.
(3) What is the Homecoming Book?
The young man left home, and the old man returned to his local accent without changing his sideburns.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers?
(D) "Longgan Canal" Cui Hao
"Tell me, where do you live? ? Is it near here, a fishing pond? " . Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..
Yes, I live here, by the river, and I have sailed on it many times. We were all born in Chang Gan, you and me! Why have we never known each other? . "
(5) The Yellow Crane Tower by Cui Hao.
A long time ago, the place where the Yellow Crane carried the saints to heaven is now only the Yellow Crane Tower.
Yellow cranes no longer come, and white clouds no longer fly.
Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of herbs.
But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist.
(6) I thought of my brother Wang Wei in Shandong when I was on vacation in the mountains.
A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day.
I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood.
(7) Acacia Wang Wei
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.
I suggest you collect more as a symbol of our love.
(8) Toussaint Ganjia Road
It has been ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown.
(9) Liu Zongyuan's "Hao Chu and the Great Master Meet the Mountain and Send Friends to Beijing"
The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
If you want to become $100 billion, you should go to the summit to see your hometown.
(10) Qiu Si Zhang Ji
Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I long for a writer's book.
I can't tell you how hurried I am. Pedestrians are pouring in, Kaifeng.
(1 1) Li Shangyin's note to friends in the north on a rainy night.
When you ask about the return date, it rains at night in the autumn pool.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window and talk about the rain at night.
(12) Tian Jingsha Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines and old trees, faint crows, flowing bridges, old roads with thin horses in the west wind, heartbroken people in the sunset.
(13) Sauvignon Blanc Bai Juyi
Bianshui River, Bianshui River and Sishui River flow to the ancient ferry head in Guazhou. Wu Shan is a little sad. He thinks long and hates long, and he won't stop until he returns. Yueming people lean on the building.
(14) Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc
One mountain and two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high, the fog is cold, the acacia maple leaves are blooming, and the wild geese fly away, leaving a curtain idle.
2. Sentences describing the winter scenery in my hometown
Spring is mild, summer is warm, autumn is lofty, and winter is Leng Yan's.
Winter is a cold killer, he killed many lovely little souls. He withered flowers, grass and leaves. You see, all the leaves of poplar trees fell overnight. From a distance, it looks like a golden wave rolling up and down. Listen, the sound of flowers sighing in the wind and the words of grass crying under the moon are so helpless and sad. The birds heard their sighs and cries. There is no winter hiding in the south.
But winter is a gentle girl. She painted the morning sun red and spread white gauze on the earth. You see, the sun rising in Ran Ran in the blue sky appears from behind a tree, like a drunk's face. Its brilliance shines on the earth and brings a little warmth to people. The country road is covered with frost and rustles under people's feet.
Winter is a weak old man. He once hobbled in Cang Sang, suffering from snowstorms, but he still did not change his love for nature. You see, winter wheat seedlings are covered with quilts, deciduous trees are the winter fertilizer he insists on cultivating, and the fields ravaged by pests are the pesticides he applies. He makes pine trees greener, wintersweet more fragrant and the sky higher. People are stronger. He gave all his best things to the world and kept nothing for himself. When the footsteps of spring approached, he left so suddenly and gave his hopes and blessings to the new year.
In winter, no matter what posture you present in front of us, you are the most Leng Yan, beautiful and unforgettable.
Winter snow-like a strong wind in spring, blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
Winter plum-not bitter cold, won the plum blossom.
Winter scenery-the shore has been paved with wax, and the mountains are cold.
Winter night-at the age of 20, all flowers are picked, and the winter night is seriously withered.
The winter wind-falling snow in the distance, rustling and drying the smoke.
Winter-amber Zhuhai sticks to snow, palm brooms sweep clouds.
Winter thinking-four years old is cold, and then you know Bai Wu.
Winter hunting-bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot wolves at the end.
Winter sorrow-where is the home of Qinling Mountains, and the snow is holding the green horse back.
Winter trip-grass withered eagle eye disease, snow exhausted horseshoe light.
Winter hate-lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.
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3. Ancient poems about homesickness in winter
1, Song of Rain and Snow, Southern and Northern Dynasties: General Manager Jiang
Rain and snow separated Yuxi and joined the army in Longxi.
Look at the fox tracks around the array and the horseshoes on the side of the mountain.
It's cold, the flag is bad and the drum is low.
The long clouds rise and the desolation disappears.
Explanation:
Rain and snow became the isolation of the frontier fortress and followed the army through Longxi.
Traces of foxes can be seen around the camp, and traces of horseshoes can be seen vaguely in the snow beside the mountain.
It was freezing, even the colorful flags were eclipsed, and the drums were low.
The dark clouds are long and melancholy, and the road is boundless, so I lost my way home.
2. "Night Homesickness from Winter to Morning in Handan" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
Explanation:
When I stayed at Handan Inn, it happened to be the solstice festival in winter. At night, I sit in front of the lamp with my knees in my arms, and only the shadow is with me.
I believe my relatives will gather late at night today, and they should also talk about me as a traveler.
3, "Except Night/Bashan Road Except Night Book" Tang Dynasty: Cui Tu
The journey is in a dangerous place in the distance, on a rugged road, far from the road.
On all sides of the mountains, the snow reflected the cold night, sitting in the candlelight night, I am a stranger here.
Because the farther away from relatives, on the contrary, the closer to employees and servants.
It's hard to get through New Year's Eve in the drift, and tomorrow's update is the new year.
Explanation:
Guests who trudge on the rugged and distant No.3 bus and live in dangerous places thousands of miles away. All around the mountain, the snow reflected the cold night, and before sitting in the candlelight, I was a foreigner. As we get farther and farther away from our relatives, we gradually get closer to the extremely young people and servants. It's hard to look back after wandering on New Year's Eve. Tomorrow is another year.
4, "New Year" Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing
The arrival of the new year is more homesick, and the independent horizon can't help crying.
People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring.
The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me.
I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come?
Explanation:
The new year has come, and I am more homesick, and tears keep flowing in the independent horizon.
In my later years, I was relegated to a lower position, and Spring Return hurried ahead of me.
The apes in the mountains are dying with me, and the willows on the river are sad with me.
I had the same experience as Dr. Zhang, so when will this day end?
5. "Snowing" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Most of the people crying on the battlefield are the ghosts of the newly killed soldiers, only the old people who are sad to write poems.
At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind.
The gourd is discarded, the wine vessel has no wine, and the stove is red.
The news of the front-line battle and the news of his wife and sisters are unknown. Sadness sits in the air with his hands in the air.
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Most of the people crying on the battlefield are the ghosts of soldiers who have just died, and only the old man sings poems sadly.
Clouds hang low in the dusk, and falling snowflakes are dancing and spinning in the wind.
The gourd was discarded, there was no wine in the wine container, and the residual fire in the stove seemed to shine red in front of my eyes.
There was no way to know the battle situation at the front and the news of his wife and siblings, so he sat sadly and drew words in the air with his hands.
4. Poems describing the beautiful scenery of hometown in winter
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(Wang Wei: Hunting) 2. We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords. (Lu Lun: Song of Xia Sai) 3. I know from a distance that it's not snow, because it smells good.
(Wang Anshi: plum blossom) 4. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night.
(Liu Changqing: Lord of the Lotus Mountain in the Snow) 6. Qinghai has a long haul of dark snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. (Wang Changling: Seven Songs of Joining the Army) 7. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain.
(Li Bai: "Difficult to Go") 8. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, it's daytime, and the north wind is blowing snow. (Gao Shi: "Don't move big") 9. Outside the window is the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door.
(Du Fu: quatrains) 10. The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky. (Cen Can: Song of Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home).
5. Complete poems and ancient poems describing winter.
Jiang Xue 1
Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan
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.
On all the mountains, birds are gone, and on all the roads, there are no traces of people. On a lonely boat on the river, an old man in a bamboo hat was fishing alone on the cold river covered with heavy snow.
2. "Seven Military Songs, Part IV"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds and continuous snow-capped mountains. Yumen, the ancient city of frontier fortress, is a grand pass, thousands of miles away, facing each other from afar. The soldiers on the border have been through many battles, their armor is worn out and their ambitions are immortal. They will never return to their hometown before defeating the invading enemy.
3. "quatrains"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Two orioles are singing among the green willows, and a line of egrets is flying straight into the blue sky. Sitting by the window, you can see the Millennium Snow in Xiling, and the Wan Li ship from Soochow is moored at the door.
4. early plum
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Wei
A tree with cold plum and white jade belt is near the village road and creek bridge.
I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow.
Plum blossoms bloom early and the branches are as white as jade. It is far from the village road where people come and go, and close to the bridge. I don't know that the cold plum blossoms near the water are early, thinking that the snow on the branches has not melted after a winter.
5. It snows at night
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
This night, the pillow was ice, which surprised me. I saw the light snow outside the window.
It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.
I was surprised that the pillow was like ice at night, and I saw the window illuminated by the light of snow. I know it snows heavily at night, because I can hear the sound of snow pressing bamboo branches from time to time.
6. Homesick Poems in Winter
1. You come from my old country and tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains unchanged.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)
3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.
Now, near my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... the night turned into an ocean of the sun, which was Jiang Chunren's year.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)
It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.
People return to yan zhen, thinking before flowers. (Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day")
7. Write homesick poems in winter
(1) "Silent Night Thinking" Li Bai's bed foot is so bright, will it have frost? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. (2) "The Hope of Spring" Du Fu Although the country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, all the plants and trees are in spring, petals are like tears, and lonely birds sing sad songs. Even in March, letters from home are worth thousands of dollars. The scratches on the bald head are shorter. (3) The Homecoming Couplet Book congratulates Zhang on leaving home, but the boss has not changed the reminder. Near here, next to the fishing pond? Let's hold up our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. Yes, I live here, by the river. I have sailed on this river many times. We were all born in Chang Gan, you and me! Why have we never known each other? . "(5) Before the Yellow Crane Tower, Cui Haoren went by yellow crane, and there is no Yellow Crane Tower here. The yellow crane never revisited earth, white clouds and a thousand years of sky. Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, and Parrot Island is lush. Where is the sunset village pass? There is a layer of sad mist on the river waves. (6) "Mountain Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Wang Wei is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his relatives every holiday. He knows where the brothers are climbing, and one person is missing everywhere. (7) He misses Wang Wei. When those red berries come in spring, they are washed on your southern branches and warned you to collect them as a symbol of our love. (8) The Dusang Ganjiadao Guest House has been in frost for ten years, and I miss Xianyang day and night. He crossed the mulberry dry water for no reason. But bing is my hometown. (9) "Good Chu sees the mountains with the Lord and sends friends to Beijing" Liu Zongyuan's seaside peaks are like swords and mangs, and Qiu Lai is full of sorrow. If you want to become 100 billion yuan, you can watch the autumn wind and your hometown at the peak. (10) Qiu Si is from Luoyang, and you want to write a book. We can't talk in a hurry. Pedestrians are coming and Kaifeng is opened. (1 1) Li Shangyin, a short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night, asked if the return date had not arrived. But when it rains in the evening. (12) In the courtyard sand, the old vines in Ma Zhiyuan are humming, the small bridges are flowing, the old roads are thin and thin, and the sun is setting, and the heartbroken people are in the end of the world (13). Acacia is easy to flow, flowing, and flowing to the ancient ferry in Guazhou. Wu Shan is a little worried. He thinks long and hates long, and he won't stop until he returns.
8. Poems and ancient poems describing winter snow
The poem describing winter snow is as follows:
First, "Seven Military Songs, Part Four"
Don Wang Changling
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds, and the continuous snow-capped mountains are bleak. Yumen, the ancient city of frontier fortress, is a grand pass, thousands of miles away, facing each other from afar. The soldiers guarding the border have been through many battles, their armor is worn out, their ambitions are immortal, and they will never return to their hometown until they defeat the invading enemy.
Second, plum blossom
Don Cui Daorong
At first, there was snow in the calyx, so it was difficult to draw a picture alone.
There is rhyme in the fragrance, which is extremely cold.
Come to listen to the flute sorrow, but lean on the disease.
If the wind blows, it is easy to destroy.
When the plum blossom first blooms, the calyx still contains snow. Plum blossoms are beautiful and aloof, even if they want to be painted, they will worry about the vividness of difficult paintings. There is rhyme in flowers, and elegant people don't know the cold in winter. The branches of plum blossoms are staggered, like sorrow and illness. In the lonely cold, plum blossom is tenacious and proudly independent. Cool north wind, please slow down and take good care of her! Do you have the heart to destroy her again in this cold?