Classical Poetry Describing Spring Flowers (64 pieces)

For a time, like an old mandarin duck, 90 days of spring flowers are in hand.

Second, why should Qiangdi blame Liu? The spring breeze is just like Yumenguan.

Third, spring flowers and autumn moon, winter snow and summer rain.

Fourth, the heating urges the next spring, and the plum blossoms have already thanked the apricot blossoms. What's the difference between people in the world in a half-opened leisure park?

5. Outside Han Xiao, the poplars are light and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.

Six, chun yin hangs green weeds, and sometimes there are flowers and trees.

Seven, regardless of autumn chrysanthemum and spring flowers, you can drink tea on an empty stomach.

Eight, the residual spring flowers are all in the oriole, and the guests are full of sorrow.

9. Sunrise is better than fire, and the riverside is as green as blue.

Ten, the sunset is beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant.

Eleven, spring production is not greedy for spring, Chunhua is tired.

Twelve, spring flowers, spring flowers, red and white.

Thirteen, Long song looks southwest all day long, and it is still a remnant of spring flowers.

Fourteen, Jiang Nanan spring green, the moon shines on me.

Fifteen, spring flowers and autumn moon into poetry, day and night scattered.

Sixteen, all love is locked in a cage, and an almond is outside the wall.

Seventeen, the world in April, peach blossom mountain temple.

Eighteen, bloom Spring and Autumn Period, Yang Oriental monarchy.

Nineteen, the spring breeze is beyond words, and the apricot garden is full of flowers.

20. When a tall building sees bloom, it will feel spring all around. The warm weather is clear and the clouds know the second place, so the east wind doesn't have to be more urgent.

Twenty-one, the willow leaves are big, and the spring flowers are back now.

Twenty-two, the tree is charming red, and Wan Zhidan is burning in spring. In the Millennium, it will show that people make chemicals.

Twenty-three, autumn flowers are no better than spring flowers.

Twenty-four, people don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Twenty-five, spring flowers are not as tolerant as cold flowers, and mountain birds are not as clear as water birds.

Twenty-six, spring flowers don't worry about romance, Chuke widex.

Twenty-seven, you can't see the fragrant branches, and the spring flowers are all bees.

Twenty-eight, just like the spring breeze deceives each other, several flowers are blown off at night.

Twenty-nine, I was shocked to hear that the spring flowers fell from the trees, and I heard the Vatican flowing and the wind shaking.

Thirty, Li is eye-catching, and the east wind enters Jiuchong City first. No one wants the yellow vine, and the waves are famous all over the world.

At the age of thirty-one, your heart is blessed by a year's light, and spring flowers are not covered by autumn frost.

Thirty-two, bloom, a place where flowers have not fallen in spring and autumn, has done a lot of work.

Thirty-three, Zhao Cun red apricots bloom every year. How many times have you come to see them in fifteen years? Seventy-three people can't come again, so don't spend this spring.

Thirty-four, the curtain peach night is redder, and the window reflects the bamboo and sees the treasure. You know, the official is waiting in the sky, so you are forbidden to be with Xianlang.

Thirty-five, spring has come, spring flowers are blooming, and things are dry in the later period, and bees and butterflies have flown countless times.

Thirty-six, Chunhua sees photos, and Twilight has been cheated frequently.

Thirty-seven, the silent spring flowers curl, and the swallows fall on the eaves.

Thirty-eight, the diaphragm is slender and green, cold and yellow with snow. Spring Festival is not self-sufficient, and bloom smells good.

Thirty-nine, apricot flowers are in the waste garden, and pedestrians are worried. Open a new bottom separately, exposing half of the old burning branches. In the evening, the color is even more barren, and the low shade covers the monument. Under the vast ancient tomb, who knows when spring will end?

Forty, Jin Ying Cui calyx with spring cold, how many yellow flowers? Tell the tourists in your words, don't turn a blind eye.

Forty-one, the spring rain broke the bridge, but the boat propped up Liu Yin.

Forty-two, spring flowers and autumn moon are dark, and they look at each other at the age of one.

Forty-three, peach blossoms outside the bamboo, spring river plumbing duck prophet.

Forty-four, good rain knows the season, when spring occurs.

Forty-five, Ji Xing laughs all day, and spring flowers are so beautiful.

Forty-six, Jin Yingcui calyx is cold in spring, and there are several yellow flowers.

47. When are the spring flowers and the autumn moon? How much do you know about the past?

48. Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller again in the spring breeze.

Forty-nine, Mo Tao spring flowers alone, autumn flowers may not be afraid of youth.

Fifty, in the early morning, I don't care about lead, and chemical industry pays for spring flowers.

Fifty-one, try the green stirrup tonight, the spring flowers are still small.

Fifty-two, skinny and greasy, look at the time. Dongfeng crazy, Chinese character learning disease is difficult to treat. Muscle subdivides red veins, and fragrance breaks purple buds. If you have no reason to stay, you can play and you can fight for it.

Fifty-three, spring flowers bloom in the grass stream, and autumn waters flow all over Yue Quan.

Fifty-four, spring resentment Liu Ping sunset dusk, no one saw tears in the golden house. The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.

Fifty-five, spring flowers and autumn leaves fall, only Lushan Mountain is really beautiful and green.

Fifty-six, spring scenery bothers me to sleep, and the moon moves the railing.

Fifty-seven, peaches and plums are full of worries, and spring is at the head of the stream.

Fifty-eight, spring flowers are good, autumn flowers are good, and it is especially good to look at flowers every day.

59. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Sixty, autumn crops are thousands of hectares, and spring flowers are drunk.

Sixty-one, firecrackers are everywhere. At the age of one, send warm enters Tu Su in the spring breeze.

62. But now that I think of that night and that storm, I don't know how many flowers were folded.

Sixty-three, spring flowers, spring moon, annual guests, cherish spring and fear spring farewell.

Beautiful poems depicting summer (19)

First, the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.

Second, on a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Third, after all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Fourth, win the day and find the fragrant shore, with boundless scenery. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

Five, the ancients learned nothing, and the young were mature. What you get on paper is so shallow that you never know what you have to do.

Six, the hedge is sparse and deep, and the tree head is not overcast. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.

7. Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn.

Eight, wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately. Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?

Nine, good rain knows the season, when spring occurs.

Ten, the spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

Eleven, the setting sun is far away, and the cold family is poor. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.

Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze.

13. Chasing the willow outside with Zen, painting the bed on the south bank of the bridge. In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance.

Fourteen, the fangs should be printed with moss, and the small buckle firewood will fly for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.

15. When those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches.

Sixteen, the night heat is still as hot as the afternoon heat, open the door and stand in the middle of the moon. Deep in the bamboo forest, insects are singing, sometimes it's cool, only the wind.

Seventeen, hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Eighteen, the bright moon in the Qin dynasty was closed in the Han dynasty, and the Long March people did not return. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

Nineteen, the dark clouds turn over the ink and don't cover the mountain, and the white rain jumps over the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

Beautiful poems depicting scenery (62 poems)

First of all, we chased them. The horse's burden was light, and there was snow on our bow and our sword. -Lu Lun's "He Zhang servant shoots the next song, which

Second, a flower flies away, but it is spring, and the wind is full of sorrow. -Du Fu's "Two Songs of Qujiang"

Third, the east wind spends thousands of trees at night. -Xin Qiji's Jade Case Yuan Xi

The grass grows in April and February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Gao Ding's "Country House"

5. Rocks fly around in the air, and waves collide on the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow. -Su Shi's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"

6. The caged bird loves the old forest, but the pond fish loses its source. -Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden, Its"

I know that I have been in love for a long time, and I am disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn

Eight, it enters the pearl shutter, it wets the silk curtain, a fur coat feels cold, and a cotton pad is thin. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Nine, rather than blowing incense into the north wind, it is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death. -Zheng Sixiao's "Painting Chrysanthemums"

X. In the dim moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark. -Lu Lun's "He Zhang servant shoots the next song, which

Eleven, the mountains are long and the waters are wide. -Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Sills, Chrysanthemums, Sorrow, Smoke, Blue Tears and Dewdrops"

Twelve, the ninth month of the night in the wheel tower and the valley blowing cold, the valley is full of broken boulders like pecking rice, they follow the wind down, forward, forward. -Cen Can The Journey to the West

Thirteen, the west wind withered the green trees last night. -Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Sills, Chrysanthemums, Sorrow, Smoke, Blue Tears and Dewdrops"

Fourteen, sleep in the daytime and think mercilessly, and watch your children catch willow flowers. -Yang Wanli's "Taking a nap in early summer"

Fifteen, bamboo cigarettes are sold for nothing, and their ancestral home is Guanhe. -Zhang Wei's book "Burning Pit"

Sixteen, the chilly spring breeze wakes up, slightly cold, but the hills are inclined. -Su Shi's Dingfengbo March 7th

Seventeen, ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

Life is like a dream, and there is a statue on the moon. -Su Shi's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"

Nineteen, Xue Mei refused to fall for the spring, and the poet pavilion had a pen fee review chapter. -Lu Meipo's "Xue Meiqi"

Twenty, the people in the upper reaches of the embankment rowed one by one and patted the embankment for four days. -Ouyang Xiu's "Huanxisha, People Draw Boats on the Upstream of the Dike"

Twenty-one, don't change your hair with flowers. Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? ! -Li Shangyin Untitled A misty rain is blowing from the east

Twenty-two, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan. -Tao Yuanming's Drinking, Its

Twenty-three, lying and looking at the clouds all over the sky, I don't know if the clouds are in my east. -Chen's "Xiang Zhong"

Twenty-four, there are no idle fields in the four seas, and farmers starve to death. -Li Shen's "Two Antiques"

Twenty-five, the knife is like running water, the house is better than snow, and the hand breaks the new orange. -Zhou Bangyan's "Youth Journey, Knife Like Water"

Twenty-six, Lishan language is clear in the middle of the night, and tears do not complain. -Naran Xingde's Mulan Ci, Antique Ci, Cambodian Friends

Twenty-seven, a cold plum white jade tree, next to the village road, next to the stream bridge. -Zhang Wei called "early plum"

Twenty-eight, youth is not reserved for teenagers. -Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi Xicheng Liu Yang Strong Alcohol Meat"

Twenty-nine, cicadas are quiet in the forest, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. -Wang Ji's "If you are in Xi"

Standing at the age of 30, I am only passionate about the spring court, and I still leave people as fallen flowers. -Zhang Mi "The Sender"

Thirty-one, half an acre of square pond is open, and the sky is cloudy. -Zhu's two thoughts on reading "Living Water Pavilion"

Thirty-two, Nu Wa tempered the stone to make up the sky, and the stone broke the ground to tease the autumn rain. -Li He's Quotations from Li Ping

Thirty-three, the light rain in Tianjie is crisp and crisp, and the grass color is near and not far. -Han Yu, "Early Spring is Zhang Shiba, the Minister of Water Resources"

No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly. -Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Its

Thirty-five, Chang 'an looked back at the embroidered pile, and the top of the mountain opened a thousand times. -Du Mu's "Hua Qing Gong San Jue Ju"

Thirty-six, Emei Mountain half moon autumn, shadow into the Pingqiang River. -Li Bai's "Emei Mountain Moon Song"

Thirty-seven, welcome the spirit to drink for you, and the horse tower hangs willow. -Wang Wei's Journey of Four Boys

38. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring

39. The moon rises like a mirror and the sea clouds twinkle like a palace. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"

At the age of forty, Chen Qiang was lucky enough to go around Chen Shan. Who did he go to Xiaoxiang for? -Qin Guan's "Treading in the Sand to Chenzhou Hotel"

Forty-one, the birds fly high, and the lonely clouds go alone. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

Forty-two, ten miles from Qingshan, there is sand on Chaoping Road. -Zhong Shu "South Kezi Shili Yuan Qingshan"

Forty-three, I didn't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond. The leaves in front of the steps are already autumn. -Zhu's Persuasion Poems

44. Pilgrims' hats are getting farther and farther under the green hills with the sunset. -Liu Changqing's "Send Master Che Ling"

Forty-five, return from a full meal at dusk, and lie in the moonlight without taking off the hemp fiber. -Yan Lu's "Shepherd Boy"

Forty-six, the world is beautiful in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple. -Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple

Forty-seven, it is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and I met you when the flowers fell. -Du Fu on meeting Li Guinian downstream.

48. Reclaim land in the south and return to the garden. -Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden, Its"

Forty-nine, I was exiled by a wise ruler because of my fault. I have been ill for a long time and can't see my friends. -Meng Haoran's "On Returning to Zhongnanshan at the End of the Year"

Fifty, a pot of wine from the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me. -Li Bai's "Drinking Four Bright Moons Alone"

51. Guazhou in Jingkou is a water room, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. -Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou"

Fifty-two, during the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

Fifty-three, half a roll of red flag in the water, frost heavy cold. -Li He's "Wild Goose Gate Taishouxing"

Fifty-four, you don't need to cut the red crown on your head, so you will walk in the future in white. -Tang Yin's "Painting Chicken"

55. To the north of the Great Wall is a blue mountain range, and to the east is a white waterline. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off"

I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He Zhangzhi's Singing Willow

57. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. -Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army"

Until dusk, when the snow overwhelmed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

59. I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why. You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life. -Wang Wei's farewell

Sixty years old, I woke up to have sex, and then I got drunk and we lost each other. -Li Bai's "Drinking Four Bright Moons Alone"

Sixty-one, life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. -Ouyang Xiu's "Lou Yuchun respects money and intends to return"

62. We watched him walk eastward through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Beautiful poems describing winter (64 poems)

First, the south neighbor is even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed. -Lu you1the storm on October 28th.

Second, flying alone in a piece of snow, seeing autumn in a hundred miles. -Li Bai's Two White Hawks

Third, the plain is spring mountain, and pedestrians are outside. -Ouyang Xiu, "Walking on the Sand, Waiting for Mei Can"

Fourth, look at the Benma River heading for Xue Hai! And sand, from the desert, yellow flies to heaven. -Cen Can The Journey to the West

There are few pedestrians at dusk, and the snow is chaotic and deep. -Kong Zhong Ping's "Send Inside, Try to Say the Scenery on the Way"

6. See how Mount Zhongnan soars, with white tops over clouds. -Zuyong's Looking at the South Snow

Seven, plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River have been issued several times, and people have been spotted in the end of the world. -Liu Zhu's "Partridge Sky, Snow Show Mountain City, Jade Meaning Cold"

Eight, don't have a root bud, not a rich flower in the world. -Na Lanxingde's "Picking Mulberries, Singing Snowflakes on the Plug"

Nine, the winter night is long and the cold night is long. You sit in the North Hall for a long time. -Li Bai's Night Sitting

Nobody cares about me. There are plum blossoms in the snow tonight, like me. -Jie Jiang's "Plum Blossom Introduction, Jingxi Anti-Snow"

Outside the bamboo, I miss the beautiful scenery. It's cold and the sun sets. -Cao Zu's Mo Shan Xi Mei

Twelve, but envy idle people drunk at this time, five horses into the restaurant for no reason. -Bai Juyi's Early Winter

Thirteen, drums are like a storm, and the mountains are shaking and screaming. -Cen Can's "Song of the Wheel Tower" bid farewell to Feng, the general of the Western Expedition

I know it snows heavily at night, and I smell the sound of bamboo. -Bai Juyi's Snow at Night

15. Read Lu You's Yongmei Ci and use its opposite meaning. -Anonymous "Bu operator Yongmei"

16, Xi Mei Qing put incense, several cold core for hair. -Zhang's "Zhou Shi is slow, cold water does not leave a mark"

Seventeen, only know the victory and forget the cold, stand in the spring breeze. -Yang Wanli's "Love Dongshan after Sunny Snow"

Eighteen, the gold belt hangs the shirt, and the horse's head washes the snow. -Ma Dai's "The Words of Stuffing"

Nineteen, a tree with cold plum and white jade, beside the village road and beside the stream bridge. -Zhang Wei called "early plum"

I wonder if the trees in the garden are really plums. -Zhao Wei's Happy Zhang Ji

Twenty-one, the spring mountain upstairs is cold on all sides and full of glory. -Feng Yansi's "Magpie stepping on plum blossoms"

Twenty-two, Shi Lao didn't know that Meg was here, chanting and still looking at the green leaves and branches. -Su Shi's Youth Tour Singing Red Plums

Twenty-three, first frost don't kill grass, desert sand at the beginning of dry. -Bai Juyi's Early Winter

24. It's a miserable snowstorm night in Chai Men. It's better to have children than nothing at this time. -Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"

On the 25th, Fei Xue and Pei returned around the air. -Liu's Chun Xue

Until dusk, when the snow overwhelmed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Twenty-seven, Joe does not fight for spring, only for spring. -Anonymous "Bu operator Yongmei"

Twenty-eight, people are like the bright moon, and the wrist is frozen with frost and snow. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man, Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good"

Twenty-nine, there are poor people in Chang' an, and it is not desirable to be rich. -Luo Yin's Snow

Thirty, demons should get used to fighting with people, always throwing him away and turning over the rain, snow and ice for a long time. -Gu Zhenguan's "Golden Melody, Peace of Ji Ziping"

Thirty-one, the new crack is neat and clean as frost and snow. -Ban Jieyu's "Songs of Complaint"

Thirty-two, three winters is enough for today, who laughs empty. -Wang Zhu's Diligence

Thirty-three, it is already alone, and it is stormy. -Lu You's "Yongmei"

Thirty-four, fairy jade Qiong Yao, floret, goose feather fragments. —— Xue Angfu's "Moon Quxue"

Thirty-five, the north wind rolled white grass, eight In the snow horizontal Tatar days. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Thirty-six plans, looking inside and outside the Great Wall, and I am boundless. -Anonymous "Qinyuan Spring Snow"

Thirty-seven, the wine has not been opened, and the sentence has not been cut. Looking for spring and wax to Penglai. -Cao Xueqin visited Miaoyu Begging for Hongmei

Thirty-eight, early plum trees, reflecting Chu Tianbi. -Liu Zongyuan's "Early Plum"

39. We chased them, and the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords. -Lu Lun's "He Zhang servant shoots the next song, which

Forty, a night of lovesickness, shallow and thin water. -the cat's "Little Red Lip, Yongmei Month"

Forty-one, the clear wind broke the ice at the beginning, and Liu Yanmei Gilles' eyes have already felt the heart of spring. -Anonymous "Idle Love Flower"

Forty-two, like a willow, the group is crisp and holding snowflakes. -the article "South Gezi is like a willow"

Forty-three, her fingers feel that the needle is very cold. How can she hold the scissors tightly? . -Li Bai's "Winter Song of Wu Ge at Midnight"

Forty-four, towel snow, mirror early death. -Wang Anshi's Cold Food in Chen Chen

Forty-five, wash the soldiers to help the waves, and put grass in the snow in Tianshan Mountain. -Li Bai's "Traveling South and Fighting North"

Forty-six, Jian Yuan joined the army and had no home to send clothes. -Li Shangyin's "Going to Shu Dong after the Funeral, Seeing the Snow through Three Views"

Forty-seven, green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly for a long time. -Ouyang Xiu's "Ruan Langgui, Nanyuan Spring Half-Day Tour"

Forty-eight-year-old, lazy with white eyebrows, Fu Hongmei, a showy girl who first met her eyes. -Red plum in Cao Xueqin's poem Plum Blossom

Forty-nine, ancient stone buried incense, Jinsha clavicle chain. -Wu Wenying's "The balcony is high and the plums fall"

Fifty, the breeze and raindrops are covered with moss, and the fragrance of the desert is still heard. -Lao Ran's "Falling Plums"

51. Before you know it, plum blossoms in the back garden are in sight. -Shi Qing "Should be assigned to the night"

Fifty-two, it entered the pearl shutter, it wetted the silk curtain, a fur coat felt very cold and a cotton pad was very thin. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Fifty-three, the grass is spring, and Mei Yan is as good as ever. -Li Shimin's "January Day"

/kloc-Jiangnan in October, the weather is fine, and the cold light is like spring flowers. -Bai Juyi's Early Winter

If you want to dance with Cao, you should get Xie Zhuang's clothes wet. -Two Snow Poems by Li Shangyin

You must follow the road through the cold clouds, which will take you into the snow tonight. -Lu Lun's "Li Duangong"

In May and May, there was snow, no flowers and only cold in Tianshan Mountain. -Li Bai's "Stuffed Six Songs", which

Fifty-eight, Hanlin romantic three thousand songs, sent to Wu Ji to endure tears. -Liu Zhu's "Partridge Sky, Snow Show Mountain City, Jade Meaning Cold"

Fifty-nine, before Wen Daochun met, he went to Han Mei for information. -Li Bai's "Sending Wang Hanyang in Early Spring"

Sixty years old, you should know that you are sloppy and noble, and wait until the snow melts. -Chen Yi's Song Qing

Life knows what it looks like everywhere. It should be like flying over snow and mud: fingers and claws occasionally stay in the mud, and Hong Feifei flies that complicated thing. -Su Shi's Mianchi Nostalgia and Harmony

62. But tomorrow morning, on the other side of the mountain, the dawn will be white, with plum trees at home. -Song Wenzhi inscribed on the wall of the North Inn of Dayu Mountain.

Sixty-three, occasionally a small red peach apricot, elegant and elegant, I am still lonely and snowy. -Su Shi's Youth Tour Singing Red Plums

Sixty-four, a vine path is green, and Wan Xuefeng is clear. -Li Bai's Winter Returning to Laoshan