The poem about the end of the East is 1. The poem at the beginning of Dongzi should be beautiful and seven words long.
It's another cold night
It snows again.
Soft snowflakes bloom quietly in the evening breeze.
Although cold
Although silent
But vaguely warm and gentle.
From my fingertips
Run to your heart
Flying alone in a snowy field. See autumn in a hundred miles.
The moon is dark and cold, and it is cloudy and snowy at night. Even after the night, I didn't rest. As big as goose feathers and as dense as jade flakes.
See the distant mountains in clear winter, the snow is green.
The author of "Spring Breeze Comes at Night, Blows Open a Pear Tree with Ten Thousand Petals" is a poem "Snow White" selected from "Farewell to Tian Wu's Home".
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The bow became stiff and could hardly be pulled out, and all the iron clothes were cold.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
It snows three times in winter, and farmers are happy for the New Year.
I'm tired of Megan. Every one of us has to be in the barn.
It's amazing that boys can't get up because of the cold weather.
There are tourists coming from the clouds and mushrooms in the basket.
The firewood is warm wine, and the mandarin fish is cooked.
Guests also love cups and jars and think you have a cup to drink.
The mountain road is idle and the season is very cold.
You can't invite each other with bitterness. You can rest with a pillow when you are happy.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you.
On a strange road, the north wind blows hard. Lonely journey, dare not take a break. In the wilderness of the earth, the grass rustles, the branches wither and the fragrance disappears. Only the wheat fields are left, neatly arranged. Snow should fly for nine days, and Qionghua will wither. Look up at the mountains and rivers, put on plain makeup, and put on a vast color, which is gradually thick and layered.
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.
The sound of wandering by the cold river, the bamboo shadow by the window, the moonlight.
The snow presses the clouds in winter, and the flowers are sparse for a while. The sky is high and the cold current is urgent, and the earth is slightly warm.
Bai Juyi in A Snowy Night
This night, the pillow was ice, which surprised me. I saw the light snow outside the window.
It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. It's already a hundred feet of ice and beautiful flowers.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you.
See the distant mountains in clear winter, the snow is green.
It snows a foot outside the city at night, and it is clearly a charcoal car grinding ice.
The window contains the autumn snow in Xiling, at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating.
Heavy snow presses pines and cypresses, and pines and cypresses are tall and straight; You should know that pine trees are noble and noble before melting.
I was stunned by the cold pillow and heard the sound of bamboo folding.
A suggestion for my friend Liu Baijuyi.
There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a ray of red in the quiet stove.
With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?
There are some plums in the corner, and hanling opens them alone.
It's not snow in the distance, because there's a smell coming.
Last year, no one spoke today. What year are people asking tonight?
Why are you so worried in the cold winter? A line flies and pulls the edge of the ocean. Flowers fall several times in spring, and Qiu Lai sounds in summer. ..
Winter frost
In cold weather, the trees are yellow in the west and the world is full of frost.
How can you float on the earth without wind? Only by bathing in the snow can we know the coolness of the world.
2. Seek poems that begin with "Dong" and "Sheng"
1. Poems beginning with "East": Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny.
From "Two Poems on Zhuzhi-Shang" is a poem by Liu Yuxi, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
The willow-green river is wide and flat, and I heard the song of the river.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.
Translation:
Just after a solar rain, the willows on both sides of the river are swaying and green, and the water level on the river is rising and calm as a mirror. The girl walked along the coast in depression. Suddenly, a melodious song came from the river with the wind. Listen carefully, it turns out to be a long-lost lover. Sunny in the east and rainy in the west, but still affectionate.
2. Poems starting with "Ascension": Ascension and sinking should be decided, and you don't have to ask Jun Ping.
From "Send Friends to Shu" is a five-melody written by Li Bai, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
It is said that the road from here to Shudu is rugged and difficult.
The cliff rises abruptly from the face of the human face, and the qi rises with the rise of the horse's head.
Flowers-like trees cover the path of Qin Ruchuan, the river that flows around the river, and the capital of Shu.
Your advance and retreat have been decided, and you won't be asked about the good Kun Pei.
Translation:
It is said that the road from here to Shu is rugged and difficult.
The cliff rises abruptly from the side of a person's face, and clouds rise and fall beside the horse's head.
Flowers and trees set off Qin's plank road into Sichuan, and the spring river and clear water surround Sichuan.
Your advance, retreat, ascent and sinking are all decided. You don't need to ask Junping Yamabe.