Snow inscription

The first kind of poetry

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk.

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.

In the wind, the horn sounded and the general was hunting outside the borehole. Grass withered eagle eyes, light snow. Wang Wei: Hunting observation

2. In the dim moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. Lu Lun: The Family Banquet Song

3. There are some plums in the corner, and Ling cold opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. Wang Anshi: Plum Blossoms

There are no birds in one hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in one thousand roads. A boat, a bamboo cloak, and an old man are fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue

5. At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is freezing, and the houses are poor. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. Liu Changqing: Master of Furong Mountain in the snow.

6. Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. Wang Changling: Seven Military Services.

7. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. Li Bai: It's hard to go.

8. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing snow. Normal University: Don't move up.

9. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. Du fu: quatrains

10. The north wind rolled up the white grass and blew it away, and the snow in August swept across the Tatar sky. A song "Snow White" sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

The second "this was found at the station"

Travel thousands of miles to say goodbye to you.

On the first and last snowy night

On the desolate and silent sandbar

All the words we walked side by side were frozen on our lips.

Look up together, have you seen:

Snowflakes bloom and wither for seven nights.

It's like a short meeting and a permanent parting.

Please forgive me for turning away at this moment-

In those barren years

Because I didn't persist in the end.

The deepest love in life is not enough time after all.

The third kind

Winter without snow is not a beautiful winter, just like a marriage without love, which is a regrettable marriage. True love is a long stream of water in ordinary days. It is to turn daily necessities, vinegar and tea into a blooming lotus with the person you love, even though life is often painful.

The fourth kind

Although it is March, the pace of spring is very slow. It was sunny yesterday, but today it is covered with frost.