When you step into the Antarctic land and see the snow scene, what are the poems that come to mind?

Mao Zedong's "Spring and Snow in the Qinyuan" is the most vivid: "Thousands of miles are frozen, and snow drifts in Wan Li". "Mountain dancing silver snake, original wax elephant."

Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Liyang after Drunk Snow": "White-headed immortals hide jade pots". "The snow is flying and confusing." "Ice and snow in Wan Li, and various things in Bai Yucheng".

Luo Xue: "Don't blame the world for getting old easily, even the green hills have their hoary heads".

Cen Can's Song of Farewell to Wutianzhuang for Snow: "The sand sea is deep and the ice is deep, the gloomy clouds are bleak, and Wan Li is condensed".