Meng Jiao's bitter and cold songs in Tang Dynasty
All the spring is frozen and swallowed up, and I sing colder. Leaning against Qiao Song in the middle of the night, I felt covered with snow.
Bamboo poles are bitter and sweet, and I love to hold bitter festivals. Birds sing with sadness and joy. I love to bleed.
If Pan Sheng can recite songs, his white hair will grow earlier.
Song of Snow in the Tang Dynasty's "Sending a Field Official to Wu Gui"
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow. Suddenly, a spring breeze came overnight, blowing open the petals of 10,000 pear trees.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The bow becomes stiff, it is almost impossible to pull it out, and it is difficult to protect your iron clothes.
The sand sea is deepened by unfathomable ice, and darkness covers its endless clouds. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
In case of snow in the garden, it should be written by Song Wenzhi in Tang Dynasty.
The purple forbids the fairy to come, and the green flag leans on the spring platform. I don't know whether the court will open today, but people suspect that Hualin opened the court last night.
Look at Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
In the wind, the horn sounded and the general was hunting outside the borehole. The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk.
It has passed Xinfeng City in a blink of an eye and soon returned to sunny Liu Ying. Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon.
Du fu in Tang dynasty
"Two orioles sing green willows, egrets sky-high." Outside my window is the snowy Western Hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Songqing Modern Chen Yi
The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight. You should know that pine trees are noble and noble before melting.
Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty refused to drink.
The earth is white, the wind is cold, and many snowflakes fall like big hands. Laugh to death Tao Yuanming, because you don't drink that wine.
You've really gone from wave to wave, planting five willows virtually. What does wearing a headscarf mean to you?
Hu Jushi's Family in Tang Dynasty and Wang Wei's Memory in Winter Night
The colder it is, the louder it is. At dawn, I look at my aging face in the mirror for the first time. Hearing the wind blowing through the window, Zhu Cong shook the window and pushed open the door to see the snow-capped mountains.
The drifting air makes the long alley quiet, and the snow-covered snow scene makes people realize the spacious leisure in the yard. Excuse me, how are you at home? It must be calm, and it's still tight to live in Chai Men.
On Li Bai's Two White Eagle Poems in Tang Dynasty
In August, the wind is high and the clouds are light, with Hu Ying and platinum hair. Flying alone in a piece of snow, seeing autumn in a hundred miles.
In the cold winter of December, the goshawk is eighty-nine. It is said that swallows don't like it, and the sky is high in Wan Li.
Liu Zongyuan of Tang Dynasty in Jiang Xue
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.
Bai Juyi, a homesick night from the Tang Dynasty to the winter.
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.
Li Bai is popular in Bei Tang.
Candle dragon lives in poverty, but the light is still blooming. Why don't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind came up angrily.
Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai. You miss your wife in December. Stop singing and laugh.
Looking at the pedestrians by the door, it's sad to miss the Great Wall. Don't mention the sword to save the side, leave this tiger, gold, shovel, shovel.
There is a white arrow in the forest, spiders spin webs and dust. The arrow is not empty, people die today and never come back.
I can't bear to see this thing, it has burned to ashes. The yellow river can hold soil, and the north wind hates rain and snow.
Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, "Song of Lushan Yushi and Lu Xuzhou"
I am like a chariot catcher, singing phoenix songs and laughing at Kong Qiu. Holding a green jade stick in his hand, he bid farewell to the famous Yellow Crane Tower early in the morning.
All five holy mountains, no distance, according to a constant habit in my life. Lushan Mountain stands beside Nandou, and the clouds stretch like nine screens.
Its shadow in the Crystal Lake deepens the green water. The Golden Gate leads to two mountains, and a silver stream hangs down to three stone bridges.
Xianglufeng Waterfall is separated from it by a distance, and it is a heavy cliff towering into the sky. The morning glow is red in Cui Yun, and the birds fly and grow.
Between the sky above and the sky below, the river is gone forever. The sky is grey and windy, and the river flows like a snow-capped mountain.
I like singing for the majestic Lushan Mountain, which thrives because of its scenery. When looking at the stone mirror to purify the soul, Xie Lingyun's footprints were covered with moss.
I will take the elixir of life to eliminate the world and practice the three Dan and three products. Watching immortals in colorful clouds, holding hibiscus in hand.
Immortals have met in nine days, and I hope to see you invite me to visit Taiwan.
Li Yi's Night Cry on the Elephant Wall in Tang Dynasty
The sand in front of Lefeng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
Gao Xue in Tang Dynasty
Snowflakes are flying in front of the window, and I sit at the window and watch the green bamboo become as white as white. At this time, the tall building looked into the distance, and all the dangerous forks in the human world were covered with snow.