Poems about winter in the first volume of the eighth grade

1. There are 3 ancient poems describing winter

1. a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home Tang Censhen the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky.

is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. Snow flakes fall into the curtain, wet the curtain, fur wear not warm Jinbei is also too thin.

bows become rigid, can hardly be drawn, and the metal of armour congeals on the men. The desert iced over thousand feet and there was a crack, and the sky filled with gloom and gloom.

but we drink to our guest bound home from camp, and play him barbarian lutes, guitars, harps. In the evening, before the gate of the headquarters, the heavy snow fell, the red flag was frozen and the wind could not be towed.

we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward, into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road. The mountain road twists and turns has not seen you, only to leave a row of horseshoe marks.

2. The Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow Night. In Liu Changqing, Tang Dynasty, Cangshan Mountain is far away at dusk, and it is cold and white. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns home at night.

3, "on seeing the snow-peak of zhongnan" Tang Zuyong see how Zhongnan Mountain soars, with its white top over floating clouds. After the snow Chu Qing, the forest shoot between the sun afterglow, late time, the city of changan added a few more cold.

4. Jiang Xue Tang Liu Zongyuan a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. A boat on the river, a fisherman in his bagworm moths; Fishing alone, not afraid of snow and ice attack.

5. a suggestion to my friend liu Tang Bai Juyi there's a gleam of green in an old bottle, there's a stir of red in the quiet stove. There's a feeling of snow in the dusk outside, what about a cup of wine inside?.

6, "Plum Blossoms" Song Wang Anshi counted several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opened them alone. I know from afar that it is not snow, because there is fragrance coming.

7, "Popular in the North" Tang Li Bai Candle dragon lived in a cold door, and it was still blooming. Why doesn'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 they blow off Xuanyuan Terrace one by one. You miss your wife in December, stop singing and laugh.

leaning against the door to watch pedestrians, it's sad to miss the Great Wall. Don't mention the sword to save the border, leaving this tiger, gold, shovel and shovel. There is a white arrow in

, and the spider spins a web to make dust. The arrow is empty, and people die today and never come back.

I can't bear to see it. It's burnt to ashes. The yellow river can hold the soil, but the north wind, rain and snow hate it.

8. "Don't be big" Tang Gao is thousands of miles away, and it's daytime in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. The eldest husband is poor and who is willing, today meet can not pay for drinks.

9. Song of the Sai Xia Tang Lu Lun high in the faint moonlight, wildgeese are soaring, tartar chieftains are fleeing through the dark. Just about to lead the light cavalry to catch up, the snow falls full of bow knives.

1. "Winter Evening" Tang Censhen was sweating and frosty, and there was no business in hot springs and fire wells. Zeguo dragons and snakes are frozen, and Nanshan is thin and cypress.

11, "Winter Night Answering Guests" Tang Baorong is sincere and lovely in winter, not as good as leaking more at night. Fortunately, in the frost dew, horses and chariots have suffered from cold.

it's not a good year to study and plow, and weeds will defeat millet. Don't just leave each other, birds and mice move their nests.

Seeing the heart of a pine tree alone, Ling Shuang protects Rouluo. If this is the case, what is the meaning of leaving grace?

I remember my old husband, and a word is heavy. Playing Chu Jian in the breeze and Yan Ge for the son.

12. "Early Winter" Tang Baijuyi In October, the weather in Jiangnan was fine, and the poor winter scenery was like Chunhua. The frost is light and does not kill the grass, and the desert sand is dry at the beginning of the day.

The leaves of old Zhezhe are yellow as tender trees, and the branches of cold cherry are white as wild flowers. At this time, I envy idle people for being drunk, and five horses have no reason to enter the restaurant.

13. "Negative Winter" Tang Bai Juyi came out in winter and took a photo of my house in the south corner. Sit with your eyes closed, and your skin will be healthy.

at first, it's like drinking alcoholic mash, and it's like being stung. The external integration is smooth, and the middle is suitable for one thought.

if you forget where you are, your heart is empty. 14, "Winter Night" Tang Bai Juyi's family is poor and dear, and he is ill and makes friends.

there was no one in front of him, and he was lying alone in the village. In the cold, the lights are dim, and the curtain is broken.

In front of the window, I heard the new snow. Sleep gradually for many years, and sit up at midnight.

if you don't learn to sit still and forget your heart, you can live in silence. When you are upright, you will die, and your heart will change.

so for four years, 1,3 nights. 15. "Watching the White Eagle One" Tang Libai has a high wind in August, and Hu Ying has a white hair.

flying alone in a piece of snow, you can see autumn in a hundred miles. In the cold winter of December, the goshawk is eighty-nine hairs.

It's said that the birds don't like each other, and the sky is as high as Wan Li. 16, "Shousui" Tang Li Shimin Twilight Xiefang Hall, gorgeous Qi Palace.

cold resigns from winter snow, and warm brings spring breeze. The great red candle was lit, and looked like a cluster of flowers.

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Xie An's Poems on Snow 2. Snow is too late for spring, so she wears a courtyard tree as a flying flower. Han Yu's "Chun Xue" 3. All springs are frozen, and I sing cold more.

Tang Liu Jia's "Ode to Bitter Cold" 4. the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky. Don Cen Can's "Bai Xuege Send Wu" 5. I don't know that the water is starting, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after winter snow.

Zhang Wei said: "Early Plum" 6. I don't know if the court will fall today, but I suspect that the forest flowers bloomed last night. Don Song Zhiwen's "Snow in the Garden" 7. Only when I saw that the ridge was covered with clouds, I was shocked that the rock was snowing like dust.

there are thousands of bamboo shoots and stones, thousands of jade trees and thousands of clouds. Tang Yuan Zhen's "South Qin Xue" 8. The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are ill, and the snow is light.

Wang Wei's "Hunting Watching" 9. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the door. Du Fu's quatrains 1. The heavy snow presses the pine, and the pine is straight and straight.

Chen Yi's Qingsong 11. The ground is white and the wind is cold, and the snowflake is as big as a hand. Li Bai's "Mocking Wang Liyang Refuses to Drink" 12. Winter will be promoted tonight, and the year will be long tomorrow.

Dong Sigong: "Keeping the Year" 13. Children learn in winter, but they are ignorant but precious. Lu You: "Autumn in the Suburb" 14. Shocking the bamboo from the wind, the door is full of snow.

Wang Wei's "Remembering Hu Jushi's Home on a Winter Night" 15. Flying alone in a piece of snow, you can see the autumn in a hundred miles. Li Bai's "Watching the White Eagle One" 16, a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.

Tang Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue 17, cold fires now of old battles are grey on ancient forts, the wild and gloomy, flying white. Tang Li Wei's "Listening to Dong Da Playing Hu" 18. Every winter solstice in Handan, I am accompanied by a knee lamp.

Bai Juyi: I miss home at night on the winter solstice. 19. The cold wind blows for a short time, and the wind and waves are calm. Du Fu's "Nostalgia in Gongan County" 2. The Yellow River can hold the soil, but the north wind, rain and snow hate it.

Li Bai's Popular in the North 21, yellow clouds that winds have driven hundreds of miles, and a snow-peak whitely circled by the swirl of a ninefold stream. Li Bai's "Lushan Mountain" 22. Before returning to Le Feng, the sand was like snow, and the moon outside the city was like frost.

Tang Liyi's "Surrender to the City at Night" 23. The mountains and rivers are not thousands of miles away from jathyapple, and the world is selfless. Yuan Huang Geng's "Snow" 24. When six flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboo turn into a Qiongzhi.

The Snow by Don Gao Pian 25. When the winter comes, all the flowers will be gone. Chen Yi: Mei 26, the way you must follow through cold clouds, will lead you this evening into snow.

Don Lu Lun's Send to Li Duan 27. through pale snow-patches in the jagged night mountains, a lonely stranger. Don Cui Tu's "In addition to the night" 28, the clouds are low and dusk, and the snow dances back.

Du Fu's Dui Xue 29. Mei Xuxun's snow is white, but the snow loses a piece of plum fragrance. Southern Song Dynasty Lu Meipo's "Snow Notice" 3. The bright moon shines on the snow, and the wind is strong and sad.

Xie Lingyun's "Year of the Year" 31. The autumn wind is ringing, and the wine is flying in winter snow. Wei Wang: "Four Qi Poems" 32. The neighbors in the south are more memorable, and the cloth has not been redeemed in winter.

Lu you: "October 28th is a storm" 33. It's sad at the end of the year. 2.1 what are the ancient poems about winter

1. Jiang Xue Tang Liu Zongyuan

a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint.

a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.

Translation: There is no sign of birds in Wanling, Qian Shan; There are no footprints of pedestrians in thousands of roads. On a lonely boat, a fisherman wearing a coir and a hat; Fishing alone in the snow.

2. "Xuemei I" Song Lu Meipo

Mei Xue refused to surrender for the spring, and the poet's pavilion commented on the pen fee.

Mei Xuxun's snow is three points white, but the snow loses a piece of plum fragrance.

Both plum blossom and snowflake think that they have occupied all the spring scenery, and no one will admit defeat. It is difficult for poets to write critical articles. To be fair, plum blossoms make snowflakes crystal white, but snowflakes lose to plum blossoms for a period of fragrance.

3. "Qingsong" Modern Chen Yi

Heavy snow presses Qingsong, and Qingsong is straight and straight.

you should know that pine is noble and clean until it melts.

A thick layer of snow is pressing on the pine branch, which is tall and straight. If you want to know how pure and tall this pine is, you must wait until the thick layer of snow on the tree melts before you can see it.

4. on seeing the snow-peak of zhongnan Don Zu Yong

see how Zhongnan Mountain soars, with its white top over floating clouds.

and a warm sky opening at the snow-line, while the town in the valley grows colder and colder.

Looking at the south from a distance, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud. In Chu Qing, after the snow, the setting sun shone between the forest tops, and in the evening, the accumulated cold was added in Chang 'an.

5. The Night Snow Tang Bai Juyi

has been stunned that the pillow is cold and the window is bright again.

I know the snow is heavy at night, and I can hear the sound of bamboo breaking.

I was surprised that the sleeping pillow was covered with ice, and I saw the window illuminated by the light from the snow. I knew it was snowing heavily at night because I could hear the sound of snow crushing bamboo branches from time to time. Because from time to time, I can hear the sound of snow crushing bamboo branches.

6. a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home Don Cen Can

the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky.

is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

it enters the pearl blinds, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, a cotton mat flimsy.

bows become rigid, can hardly be drawn, it's hard to protect your iron clothes.

the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, the gloom is bleak and Wan Li is condensed.

but we drink to our guest bound home from camp, and play him barbarian lutes, guitars, harps.

till at dusk, when the drifts are crushing our tents, and our frozen red flags cannot flutter in the wind.

we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward, into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road.

and then he disappears at the turn of the pass, leaving behind him only hoof-prints.

The north wind swept across the earth, breaking the white grass, and the weather in Alakazam began to snow in August. Suddenly, it was like a spring breeze blowing overnight, as if thousands of trees and pears were in full bloom. Snowflakes scattered into the bead curtain wet the curtain, and the fox fur was too thin to wear warm brocade quilt. The generals are too cold to open their bows, and the armor is too cold to wear. The desert is frozen and streaked, and the sky in Wan Li is full of gloomy clouds. The coach put wine in his account as a farewell party for returning guests, and the Huqin Pipa Qiangdi ensemble played to entertain. In the evening, the snow kept falling in front of Yuanmen, and the red flag was frozen and the wind could not pull it. Send you back to Beijing outside the east gate of Luntai. When you go, the Tianshan Road is covered with heavy snow. The winding mountain road has lost sight of you, leaving only a line of horseshoe marks on the snow.

7.

Lu Lun

high in the faint moonlight, wildgeese are soaring, tartar chieftains are fleeing through the dark.

and we chase them, with horses lightly burdened, and a burden of snow on our bows and our swords.

On a quiet night, the geese fly very high, and Khan escapes quietly in the dark. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the heavy snow fell all over my bow and knife.

8. "Hunting" Tang Wang Wei

The wind is blowing and the general hunts Weicheng.

the grass withers and the eagle suffers from eye diseases, but the snow is as light as a horseshoe.

I suddenly passed Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliuying.

looking back at the carving place, the clouds are flat for thousands of miles.

The arrow shot out from the horn bow, and the string sound roared with the strong wind! The hunting and riding of generals and soldiers sped in the suburbs of Weicheng. Withered weeds can't cover sharp eagle eyes; The snow melts, and the galloping horseshoes are more like the wind chasing leaves. In a blink of an eye, Hunting Ride passed through Xinfeng City, and when he was stationed in Ma, he had returned to Xiliuying. Looking back at the triumph, the hunting place; Thousands of miles away, twilight clouds shrouded, and Yuan Ye was quiet.

9.

Young children's golden pots are exposed to the ice, and colored silk is worn as a silver Zheng.

the jade chime rang through the forest, and suddenly the glass broke.

A child gets up in the morning, scoops out ice from a copper basin with solid ice, and wears colored silk as a zither to knock. The knock went through the Woods like a jade chime, and suddenly the ice fell to the ground and made a glass-like shattering sound.

1. "On the Snow" Don Gao Pian

When six flying flowers came into the house, he sat and watched the bamboo turn into a beautiful branch.

Now it's good to look up to the sky and cover up the evil Luqi.

The snowflake fluttered into the window, and I sat by the window, watching the green bamboo turn as white as white jade. At this time, I just boarded the high-rise building and looked far away. All the sinister forks in the world were covered with heavy snow. 3. 2 ancient poems about winter

Ancient poems about winter

quatrains

Du Fu

Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of white dew rises to the sky.

The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the gate.

Jiang Xue

Liu Zongyuan

a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint.

a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.

plum blossoms

Wang Anshi

There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone.

I know from afar that it is not snow, because there is a faint fragrance.

When it meets snow, the owner of Furong Mountain

Liu Changqing

Sunset Cangshan Mountain is far away, and it is cold and the house is poor.

Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns to people at night.

Two Poems by Li Hua

Tang Hanyu

When luxury is competing in spring, Luoyang Garden is particularly crowded.

who cut and carved the snow on the flat land into this smallpox?

Chanting about bitter cold

Tang Liu Jia

All the springs are frozen, but I sing about cold more earnestly.

leaning on Qiao Song in the middle of the night makes you feel covered with snow.

guimao works in mid-December with his younger brother Jing Yuan

Jin Tao Yuanming

It's sad at the end of the year, and it's snowing in the sun.

there is no hope in tilting your ears, and it is clean in your eyes.

sad: cold and cool. Mimi: dark. H: Less. Objective: what that eye can see. Hao: White.

Bitter and cold songs

Tang Meng Jiao

It's cold and blue, and the north wind is called withered mulberry.

there is no crack in the thick ice, and there is cold light in a short day.

The wind is like a roar.

Southern Qin Xue

Tang Yuan Zhen

Only then did he see the ridge head covered with clouds, and it was already shocking that the rock was snowing like dust.

there are thousands of trees and pines, and there are thousands of clouds.

Night snow

Tang Bai Juyi

He has been stunned that his pillow is cold, and the window is bright again.

I know the snow is heavy at night, and I can hear the sound of bamboo breaking. 4. Poems about winter

Poems describing winter

1. a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. A boat on the river, a fisherman in his bagworm moths; Fishing alone, not afraid of snow and ice attack. Don? Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

2. Why can't you see Yangchun Tang if you don't kill it in severe winter? Lv Wen's Meng Dong Pu Jin Guan He Ting Zuo

3. The cold weather is blue and the north wind is called withered mulberry. There is no crack in thick ice, and there is cold light in short days. Meng Jiao's

4. Only when I saw that the ridge was covered with clouds, I was shocked that the rock was snowing like dust. Thousands of bamboo shoots and stones, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds

Tang? Yuan Zhen's "South Qin Xue"

5. Swirling the bead curtain over the powder wall is lighter than catkin and heavier than frost Tang? Li shangyin's "two poems on snow"

6. All springs are frozen, and I sing cold more. Leaning against Qiao Song in the middle of the night, I feel covered with snow. Don? Liu Jia's

7. The Yulong was defeated by three million, and the broken scales were flying all over the sky. Song? Hu Zai's "Tiaoxi Fishing Hidden Conghua" previously set volume 54 cited "West