"A leaf boat, a bamboo cloak, an old fisherman cold river-snow" Liu Zongyuan?
"Snow is too late for spring, it is a flying flower on the courtyard tree." Han Yu?
Li Bai's "Popular North": Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow down Xuanyuantai. ?
Ode to Snow, a five-character poem written by Liang and Wu Yun in the Southern Dynasties, has a similar rhythm and is a famous sentence that has always been recited: "The breeze shakes the trees in the courtyard, and the fine snow falls under the curtain. The air is like fog, and it condenses like a flower. I didn't see Yang, but I saw Gui Zhibai. No tears, no humanity, what is good about acacia. " ?
Snow eagle on the back, borneol in the horseshoe. ?
The snow-capped mountains are barren and the glaciers are full of geese. ?
Smoky spring fishing is quiet, and the night chess in the igloo is deep. ?
At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind. ?
The snowy mountain is near, and the sky is too high to think. ?
Three million Yulong was defeated and broken bones were flying all over the sky. ?
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. ?
The jade steps leave the bright moon for one night, and the golden hall is full of flowers in three spring. ?
Three thousand silver is the same color, and the terrace jade on the twelfth floor is a layer. ?
Jiangshan is not thousands of miles away from jathyapple, and there are thousands of selfless jade Qian Qian in the world. ?
"The north wind rolled the white grass and blew them. Eight In the snow crossed the sky of Tatar. A song "Snow White" from Cen Can's "Sending Tian Shuji Home"?
"The window contains the autumn snow in Xiling, at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating." (Du Fu, quatrains)?
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.
"Chai Men smell dogs barking, hakodate. (Liu Changqing, master of Furong Mountain in the snow)?
"A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue." (Liu Zongyuan, Jiang Xue)?
"It's not snow in the distance, because it smells." (Wang Anshi, Meihua)?
"Thousands of miles in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows geese and snow." (Gao Shi "Don't be big")
Snow falling in the air is mostly hexagonal, like flowers, so it is called snowflake. Snow is a beautiful natural phenomenon. In ancient times, many poets wrote poems to describe snowflakes. Let's have a look.
Poems describing snowflakes:
Take a fancy to Xuefeng, Zu Yong, Southern Tang Dynasty
Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud. After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.
"Jiang Xue" Liu Tang 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.
A suggestion for a friend Liu Tang Bai Juyi
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove. It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .
Meihua Wang Song Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
North fashion Tang Libai
Candle dragon lives in a cold door, and its brilliance is still blooming. Why don't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind is angry with the sky.
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 are white arrows in the forest, and spiders make webs for 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.
A Song of Snow White Farewell Tian Shuji Wu Home Tang Censhen
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. 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.
"Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow" Liu Tang Changqing
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
"Xue Mei" Lu Song Mei Po
Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring, and the poet pavilion commented on the pen fee. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
Farewell to Mr. Lu Tang
On the snowy night in front of Leiyu Mountain, I left my soul outside Jinguan City. If Xin Lingjun's son asks questions, he will be grateful to Yimen.
Farewell to Mr. Lu Tang
On the snowy night in front of Leiyu Mountain, I left my soul outside Jinguan City. If Xin Lingjun's son asks questions, he will be grateful to Yimen.
Hunting: Don
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.
Surprised snow (smooth road)
It is strange that the north wind is urgent and the vestibule is as bright as the moon. Heaven and man would rather be smart than smart, cutting water makes flowers fly.