Snow, crystal clear, light and elegant, is a symbol of purity and beauty. It is a natural wonder in winter and has always been favored by literati. A snow scene is full of poetry, and with a stroke of clever pen, a beautiful poem about snow comes into being. He left behind many snow-praising poems that have been passed down through the ages to future generations. Come with me to take a look at the following poems about praising snow. Welcome to learn from them!
1. "Bai Xue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" by Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty
The white grass is rolling in the north, and it is snowing in August.
Suddenly spring comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom.
The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.
The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective armor is still cold.
The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.
The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes.
The snow falls on the camp gate one after another, and the red flag is turned over due to the cold.
I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow.
You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, and there is only a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
2. "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty
At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor. Chaimen hears dogs barking and returns home on a snowy night.
3. "Snow Plum" Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so Sao Renge spent money to comment on the poem.
The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
4. "Farewell to Yuan Lu" by Xue Tao of the Tang Dynasty
On a snowy night in front of Yulei Mountain, the farewell soul outside Jinguan City.
When Prince Xinling asked, he expressed his gratitude to Yimen for his old kindness.
5. "Watching the Hunt" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
With the sound of powerful horns and bows, the general hunted the city of Wei. The grass is dry, the hawk's eye is weak, and the snow is gone, and the horse's hooves are light.
Suddenly passed by Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliu Camp. Looking back at the shooting place, the clouds are flat at dusk for thousands of miles.
6. "Looking at the Remaining Snow in the South" by the Ancestor of the Tang Dynasty
The Yin ridge in the South is beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds. The forest shows its bright color, and the city becomes colder at dusk.
7. "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
8. "Ask Liu Nineteenth" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Green ant new fermented wine, small red clay stove. It's snowing in the evening, but I can't drink a cup.
9. "Plum Blossom" by Song Wang Anshi
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
10. "Northern Journey" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The candle dragon lives in a poor house, and its brilliance still shines.
The sun and moon shine less than this, only the north trumpet rises in anger from the sky.
The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace.
In December, when I miss my wife in Youzhou, I stop singing and laugh, and the two moths destroy her.
Leaning against the door and looking at passers-by, it is sad to read that the Great Wall is bitter and cold.
When I said goodbye, I picked up my sword and went to save him. I left behind this golden sword with tiger inscriptions.
There is an arrow with white feathers in it, and a spider spins a web and creates dust.
The arrows are empty, and people will die in battle now and never come back.
I couldn’t bear to see this thing, so I burned it to ashes.
The Yellow River can be blocked with soil, but the rain and snow in the north are difficult to control.
Among the famous poems praising snow, the poems of Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai are very popular.
The above are the poems and lines I compiled to praise snow. I hope you all like them!