A poem about the melting of ice and snow 1. Are there any ancient poems about the melting of snow and ice when spring comes?
An ancient poem describing spring, willow (He) is decorated with jasper and hung with 10,000 green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. An ancient poem about spring, Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu) knows the rainy season. When spring comes, it dives into the night with the wind to make everything quiet. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are all bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers on Jinguan City are heavy. Describe spring. The night is quiet and the mountains are empty. The moon is full of birds and the spring is flowing. The ancient poem describing spring is Qingming (Du Mu). A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. The ancient poem Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi), which describes spring, is full of flowers in April and peach blossoms in mountain temples. I hate having nowhere to go in spring. I don't know how it got like this. The ancient poem describing spring is Late Spring (Han Yu). Caoshu knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of bloom are full of flowers and plums. And Yu pod have no talent, but they can only solve the snowflakes flying all over the sky. This ancient poem describing the early spring is as crisp as the drizzle in the sky of Zhang Shiba (Han Yu) of the Ministry of Water Resources, and the grass color is not close from a distance. The most important thing is that the plan for one year lies in the benefits of spring, which is better than the smoke willow in the imperial city. An ancient poem describing all the broken flowers and fallen warblers in spring. The spring breeze blew a night's homesickness dream, and then drove it to Los Angeles. The ancient poem describing spring is Chengnan Zhuang (Cuihu). Last year, today, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off. Peach blossom's face still smiles at the spring breeze. Just like the spring breeze deceives each other, blowing off a few flowers at night. Tang Du Fu's "Nine Poems on a Wandering Line" is due to the good sun in the east wind, and the vegetation meets the flowers and the sun is in harmony.
Tang Qianqi's "Spring Suburb" Yan Chunwan did not return, a misty rain and apricot blossom cold: level. Jing Qing, a poet of the Tang Dynasty Dai Shulun Su Xi Pavilion, is only half yellow and half jagged in the Spring Festival; Majority.
Uneven: uneven. In Juyuan Yang's Early Spring in the East of the City in the Tang Dynasty, the Yangtze River is green with lotus leaves as big as money. Sometimes it rains at three or two, and there are ten branches and five flowers everywhere. This is a description of the scenery during the Qingming Festival.
Tang's "two cold" failed to flourish in the new year, but in early February, he was pleasantly surprised to see grass buds. Snow is too late for spring, and writing snow for flying flowers through trees can't wait for spring to come. It has already worn trees to decorate the scene of early spring.
In Chun Xue by Tang Hanyu, the sky is raining and the air is crisp in autumn, but the grass is nearby. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the willow.
The grass looks far away; Spring grass began to grow, showing a little bud. It looks like new green at a distance, but it seems invisible at a close look. Absolute victory; Far better than.
Tang Hanyu's "Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" soon after the grass tree came back to know the spring, there were all kinds of red and purple disputes: flowers and plants were beautiful. Tang Hanyu's Late Spring When did Dongfeng come from Luoyang, and Liu Chunquan returned to Tang Hanyu's Five Songs of Feeling Spring. The wind is crimson and the green leaves are covered with branches. Tang Du Mu's Poem of Mourning for the Past said: "It is natural to look for the Spring Festival Evening School, and there is no need to be disappointed.
The vicissitudes of nature make flowers wither, spring has passed, green leaves are lush, fruits are heavy, and it is almost the harvest season. "。
2. Find beautiful sentences that describe the melting of ice and snow
1. Winter in my eyes is beautiful and snow-white. White sky, white land and white snow flowers are raining. Who wouldn't like such a world wrapped in white? The house is covered with a white suit, the branches are dressed like beautiful white corals, and the ground is covered with a long white carpet, which makes the world pure. In winter, snowflakes, like crystal-clear elves, fall naughtily on the roof, on the branches and on the ground. Some are like naughty elves, drilling straight into your hair and collar.
2. Stand in the silver world of snowflakes. Look up and feel the temperature of the snow leaves kissing. Close your eyes and listen to the sound of snowflakes opening. The whole world is only quiet and white. Only the whispers of snowflakes colliding. Occasionally, when I am free, I will go to the wild to see the vastness of Yuan Ye, and my thoughts will wander to another simple and romantic fairy tale, the White House. No smoke, no noise, no pain, even if it is desolate, it is peaceful and safe. You don't want to go home either, just want to enjoy the rare scenery in the snow.
3. The more beautiful the poem about melting ice or snow, the better. Thank you.
My lyrics through your black hair: Tayu Lo, my hands through your black hair and my eyes through your mood are so affectionate that if they float away, they will become clouds. I don't understand why the sea becomes a mulberry field, and your helpless hand will light up your eyes in my gloomy eyes. If the cold world we live in is still hard to change, at least I still have your face to melt the ice and snow. I don't need their commitment anymore. I don't believe their lies any more. I don't care about other people's gossip anymore. I know we don't know sweet words. My hands can't keep you. My eyes are so affectionate. If they drift away, they will become clouds. I don't know why the sea becomes a mulberry field, passing through your black hair. My hand runs through your black hair. My hand.
Ice and snow are symbols of beauty and purity. The best time is when it condenses, it melts. What else is there to see? After reading all the poems, I only know that Tayu Lo is the most beautiful one, but it is a pity that it is beautiful. Mr. Chen's songs are also from Song Mei; On June 1, the laity saw only plum blossoms; Han Yu's songs are the most beautiful, but when the snow melts, this beauty disappears. ...
4. Poems about falling snow are urgent ~ ~ urgent ~ ~
Words: snow is flying, snow is flying, snow is flying, snow is flying, silver is flying, fruit is flying, frost leaves are like fire, snow is floating, frost is pressing, frost flowers are white, goose feathers are snowing, mountains are sealed, thousands of miles are frozen, Wan Li snow is floating, snow is freezing, snow is melting, snow is freezing, three feet of snow cellar is frozen, and snow is snowing.
Strong light shines on the snow, which shines like a small mirror; It seems that there are many, many small eyes looking at this magical world. 2. Snowflakes are as light as smoke, as white as silver, fluttering and spilling from the sky.
Look, the straight cement road has been paved with a long white carpet, which is so pure and crystal clear that I can't bear to step on it. 4. There are crystal clear snowflakes flying in the sky, the streets are covered with snow, the houses are covered with snow, and even the branches are covered with snow. The whole earth has become a silvery white world.
Snow, like soft goose feathers, creates a chaotic beach during the day and spreads it out. 6. At the beginning, snowflakes were faintly visible and hard to find, as if a divine man had inadvertently scattered a few finely divided petals in the sky.
7. The world is wrapped in heavy snow. The snow blanket was really heavy and bent the branches. From time to time, the white pieces of snow spread out, raising a cloud of snow fog ... The snow in Mei Xu Xun is white, but it has lost its fragrance.
(Lu Meipo) Snow is like plum blossom, plum blossom is like snow, which is both strange and colorful (Lv Benzhong) There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling is alone; It is not snow that comes from afar, because there is a faint fragrance (Wang Anshi) (These three sentences skillfully describe each other with snow and plum blossoms in terms of color, season and the hope that they give people spring. We can also learn from the author's methods, put many related things into nature through our own reasonable imagination, and write things concretely and realistically by reflecting the countryside. Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds.
(Yuan Zhen) Six flying flowers came into the room and sat and watched the green bamboo become lovely branches (high chapter) (the first half of these two poems describes the typical snow scene in the north, "it is a typical' hundred mountains without birds, thousands of paths without footprints'" and the bad weather when staying indoors. But in the second half of the poem, the feelings expressed by the author through natural scenery are positive. Through' thousands of jade, ten thousand clouds and lovely branches', the author makes the winter in the north warm and affectionate, instead of being brutally killed by snow.
The author expressed his passion for nature and life concretely and appropriately. From this, we can draw a conclusion that the description of natural scenery must be combined with our rich psychological world in order to be truly touching. )
Then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint (Cen Can) behind him, Yunheng, where is the home of Qinling Mountain, the snow holds the green gate, and the horse does not move forward (Han Yu). These two poems are written by the author to express sincere feelings between people with snow. This is a typical way of expressing emotion by borrowing scenery, which makes readers feel emotion by rendering natural scenery.
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night, blowing open the petals of the Wannian pear tree (Cen Can), the Qian Shan green outside the snow, the flowers beside the riverside in February (Ouyang Xiu) and the sunshine in spring. These are many poems about snow that we are most familiar with. These two poems express the author's full enthusiasm and optimistic outlook on life.
The author provides us with a colorful picture of spring with poetry, reminding us of the beauty of spring, which is the enlightenment of literary works to people's thoughts. The snowflakes on the swallows were as big as seats, and they blew off the Xuanyuan terrace one after another.
The ground is white, the wind is cold and the snow is heavy (Li Bai). This is a poem written by Li Bai that directly describes the big snowflake, and we can directly quote it to describe the snow. We should learn the poet's creative quality through careful observation and image portrayal.
Three million jade dragons were defeated by the war, and broken bones were flying all over the sky (Bird). This is the author's bold imagination. He wrote the snow as a long forest, which floated down from the fierce battle and endowed it with chivalrous character. When the environmental atmosphere and psychological feelings suit it, you can quote this unique poem.
Catkin is floating outside the curtain (Xie Daowen) because of the wind, and its fragrance is still burning. Sitting alone at night, people are very tired and far away, and dreams are more lonely.
(Shen Pei) This is a good combination of snow and human meditation. It is the loneliness of talented women in feudal society. The scene of people and snow outside the window reflects a certain social background. This is a typical example of literary works related to a certain social background. Year: Song Author: Works: Dimfragrance Content: Snow comes to compare colors.
Smile at Lian Ran and stop playing the flute. Don't blame Guangping for his hard heart.
He is an eternal and talented person with three flowers and two cores. I still remember I was drunk in the East Garden, and I sat in the sky.
Looking back, silently. The rain is dark and foggy, and there are thousands of worries.
Jinjiang road is very quiet, and the media hired a voice recorder. Finally, it's hard to count on bamboo households.
Gaunt, Qiang tube, blame who started. -Year: Yuan Author: Yuan Anonymous Works: Klang Ganzhou Content: A ball was thrown in a jade furnace and fried.
Don't add fuel to the fire. You know, red smoke without flames.
No loss, but the weight is still the same. So, three thousand.
Only by exercising can you become Zen. The whole truth supports life, just between you and me.
Home has its own nectar spring. Water the yellow buds and grow lotus flowers.
-Year: Tang Author: Zhu Wan Works: Xue Chang 'an Content: Snowflakes float in thousands of households, falling silently into the ravine bit by bit. Just like jade dust disappears and accumulates, half a piece of borneol is still flowing.
The light contains the clear sky garden, and the light surrounds the royal building. The flat land has been moistened by more than enough feet, and it is in its prime.
-Age: Tang Author: Lu Lun's Works: Going out to meet Geng's ambition Content: Clouds open and snow walk the mountains, Wan Li, and I have never lived in the highest peak. I can't go back to earth for the time being, so I'll meet you again in Chang 'an.
-Time: Tang Author: Jiao Yu's works: Content: Travel all over the world, looking at the spring scenery. Regardless of the afterglow, there is no sound.
The wind fills the air first, and it is near the city. Because the wind is low and does not gather, it is lighter to bring rain.
Ganlu knows when it's time to wait. Small Confucianism is the same thing, there is no answer to Huang Ming.
Chun Xue's empty curtain leans out and walks into the wild house half-baked. The sky is far away and the mountains are very white, so I can't tell plum blossoms from willow flowers.
Ice and snow, snow-covered, proud of first frost, biting cold wind, dripping into ice, breathing into frost in cold winter, snow flying all over the sky, snowflakes flying.