The poems describing winter in ancient times are as follows:
1. Clouds cover the sky, and powder, English, and jade scraps are messy. I don't know where the rider will be, but I have lost the Yuzhu Peak in Nancheng. The first snow is the same.
2. Wei Yue floated to the moon in response to the sun first, and whirled far away from the forest. Step down without trace, adding embellishment, showing affection does not hinder cooling. Willow leaves are as heavy as catkins, and chrysanthemums are as proud as frost. Because of a little hope for life, agriculture is a sign of good luck. The first snow is a great calendar.
in 3 or 3 days, the wind shook the sea and the snow covered the city in the middle of the night. I have seen the autumn fall in the desert, which makes me feel even more eventful. Yuan Ji Long Sha Zhai, Bai Yujing on the balcony. It's amazing to know who blew the law wrong. "First Snow" Liu Chang.
4. I was surprised that my pillow was cold, and the window was bright again. It was late at night to know that the snow was very large, because from time to time it could hear the sound of the bamboo branches folded. Bai Juyi in Snow at Night.
5. A lone boat berths at the edge of the Dongting Lake at night, and the lights are shining against the passenger ship. The north wind blows old plum blossom slices, pushing open the canopy and covering the sky with snow. Poets compete with the snow. Snowflakes and wind are fighting fiercely, and poetry and snow are entangled. Laugh loudly. Sun Zhouqing, Water Fairy in the Boat.
6. I never tire of seeing flowers and snow in the wind, but I would rather lose the forest. The sad man is under the book window, and a cold is flying. "Light Snow" Dai Shulun.
7. You're embarrassed, and you're as light as possible. In the middle of the night, there was a rustling sound outside the window, mostly on the plum-edged bamboo, and Zhu Lou opened to the curtain, and six flowers flew in pieces. Helpless smoke from the fuming stove, filled with gold hairpin. "Qing Ping Le Xue" Sun Daoxuan.
8. I don't know the snow when I sleep, but I am surprised that the window is bright. Flying flowers are one foot thick, and the moon shines at night. The vegetation is shallow and deep white, and the hills are high and flat. Hungry people don't complain, they think of border soldiers first. Snow by You Mao.
9. At dusk, the mountains are far away, and the weather is cold and the houses are poor. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns home at night. Liu Changqing, Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow.
1. Mei Xue refused to surrender for the sake of spring, and the poet stopped writing and commented on the chapter. Mei Xuxun's snow is three points white, but the snow loses a plum fragrance. Lu Meipo, The First Notice of Xuemei.
11. 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. On seeing the snow-peak of zhongnan, Zu Yong.
12. 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. Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan.
13. 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. Lu Lun, The Third Piece of the Plug.
14. In winter and night, the cold and ice merge into the well, and the deep candle in the painting hall adds fragrance to the cold. Rolling curtains are difficult to repair bamboo, and it is difficult to achieve a narrow dream. Golden parrot with palm, covered with jade unicorn. Without a good companion, a dragon must not warm snuff. When you open the curtain, you can see that the moon is clear and the curtain is full of frost. Zhu Dunru, Cold and Ice in Winter and Night in Linjiang Fairy.
15. can drifting clouds and white storks, Wan Li. Old and sick bamboo is not evil in winter. The earthen stove brews cold grains, saying that drinking songs and village music. It's good to fly in the evening with the frost in the brook vegetables. A new smile should be added to the new year. Small trough of spring wine drops of pearl red, and you are drunk and taoran. Yang Yanzheng, the wind of bamboo branches after the snow.