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 blossom.
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 almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
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.
2, "Snow House Furong Mountain Master" Liu Tang Changqing
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.
4, "Send Lu Yuanwai" Tang
On the snowy night in front of Leiyu Mountain, I left my soul outside Jinguan City.
If Xin Lingjun's son asks questions, he will be grateful to Yimen.
5, "Hunting" Tang
In the wind, the horn sounded and the general was hunting outside the borehole. The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk.
It has passed Xinfeng City in a blink of an eye and soon returned to sunny Liu Ying. Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon.
10, Popular in the North, Tang Libai
Candle dragon lives in a cold door, and its brilliance is still blooming.
Why don't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind is angry with the sky.
Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai.
You miss your wife in December. Stop singing and laugh.
Looking at the pedestrians by the door, it's sad to miss the Great Wall.
Don't mention the sword to save the edge, leave the tiger gold and shovel.
There are white arrows in the forest, and spiders make webs for dust.
The arrow is not empty, people die today and never come back.
I can't bear to see this thing, it has burned to ashes.
The yellow river can hold soil, and the north wind hates rain and snow.
1 1, "Don't move big" Tang
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
13, Learning Gong Liu Gan Ti, Bao Zhao in the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
Hu Feng blows snow and travels thousands of miles to Longshan. I gathered on the stage of Junyao and danced for two years before.
This morning is beautiful in itself, so avoid sunny days. On a sunny day, the Peach and Plum Festival is beautiful.
14 "A Snowy Night Sitting in the Village" Tang Bai Juyi
The light is on in the south window at the back, and the wind is very dark. Lonely and deep village night, the residual geese smell the snow.
16, Lotte Luo Xue Chinese Banquet, Yuxi, Liu Tang.
Los Angeles is full of cups and saucers, with endless snow and years.
Seeing the cold birds in the tree, I cleaned up all the idle officials in my seat.
It's better to have fun than to have fun, and it's better to laugh than to forget the machine.
Looking back at the rabbit garden today, Qionglin is full of flags and poles.
17, Han Mei Ci Tang Li Jiuling
Frost and plum first tear down the top branches of the ridge and freeze thousands of flowers.
Keep the taste of soup and let him be bullied by the snow.
18, Winter in Chang 'an, Xunhe River in Tang Dou.
It snowed near Rao, and the idle room froze as soon as it sat down. A scholar teaches this, but God's will turns hard to know.
The bitter ape crows three times, and the cypress withers. We should also be fair and not tolerate it.
19, "Du Zhuo" Tang Dumu
It's snowing outside the window. Hold the stove and open the jar. What is it like for a fishing boat to sleep at the bottom of a tent, Qiu Jiang?
20. "Send charcoal in the snow" Tang Bai Juyi
At the end of the year, the wind blows, and the night is cold and snowy. Where will I live? Warm my account, heater.
Two brown ones and a scarf. When the porridge is cooked, I can't sleep.
It's time to take care of your body and mind, and don't mind your own business. I idled around for six years to get through the snowstorm.
Suddenly, tourists from Philip Burkart thought of early court officials. Cold ling didn't wake up when she stepped on the frozen invasion at night.
Heart is your father and your servant. No freedom is made by heart.
Now that you are satisfied, your body will be at peace. I should match my words with my deeds.
2 1, "Shangzhou Guest House" Jiao
The wind and snow are strong, and the wandering clothes are single. Look around and get lost, and worry about saving the lungs and liver.
The short days make you old, but the long nights make you cold. Tears flow in xiaoxiang string, and the pain is sweet.
It's easy to know the sound of today, but it's difficult to know the meaning of ancient times. It is wise to distinguish between sound and meaning today and learn its end.
22, "Zhong Ling Ye Lan Left" Tang Wei Zhuang
The snowy night in Zhong Ling will be deep, and I will sit alone by the cold river.
Who wanders around the world, Shao Qing should know his heart.
2. A poem about the wind 1. Gobi wind, I was happily born in the northwest Gobi. As I grew up, the whistling wind shook the earth, but it became the best lullaby tune for babies. No matter how urgent, how slow, how high and how low the wind in Gobi is, it is like a northwest man-a rough and heroic voice growling, waking up the poplar that slept for a winter like his wife and children. Grass I once begged: Gobi wind please send me anywhere I can reach like sand. The wind is silent, but it is touched by sound and piety. Really took me to a very distant place. If the world is full of green mountains and green waters, I always think that there is no wind in the south and the northwest is the hometown of wind. However, the southern wind is gentle, delicate and considerate, and it caresses my burned heart. Since then, people have forgotten the way home. I was lucky to be born in the desolate silence of the northwest and grew up with me. I never feel lonely, because the wind combs my hair, and I never have the heart to refuse to let it comb lightly and pull out my satisfactory hairstyle. I once made an appointment with the wind, and when it was unprepared, I put it in a book and treasured it. When my wandering heart came back, I suddenly remembered to open that page. It has slipped away without a trace, no regrets, no lost Gobi wind. 2. Oh, the wild west wind, the breath of autumn life! You can't see, but you swept away the dead leaves, like a ghost meeting a wizard and running away: yellow, black, gray and red are like a group of people with tuberculosis. Oh, west wind, you drive the promising seeds to the dark winter bed, where they lie like a dead hole in the grave, cold and cold.
Free spirit, you travel everywhere; Destroyer and Protector: Listen, you listen! 3. The wind in the south, dripping from the gap I miss, smells of trees and soil in my hometown. When winter comes, the stars are hidden.
My thoughts are also like a string of broken beads, which are thick on me after being scattered and cannot be released. I hate that I can't be a wall at the moment.
Block the incoming wind. I only expect a little warmth.
Even a small quilt and a small match warm me. The warmth of a happy hometown.
In the cold wind of winter, I can only find some unique substitutes to express my sympathy for the pain of nowhere to put. See the reference address for the reading address. Thank you.
Write a modern poem about the wind.
wind
Carve trees in the forest
The trees are luxuriant.
Temporary
get angry
Messed up three or two oblique shadows.
Dew at the tip of the blade
Crystal rolling
When the wind blows
Hanging on the tip of a leaf
Reflect the whole fresh sky.
Take a roll of old books.
Sit on a wooden chair
Soft hair caressed her face.
Fly freely by your side
Evacuate the siltation in my heart
And blew one.
Flying mind
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4. Write a windy ancient poem by yourself.
Li Qiao
Three autumn leaves can blossom in February. When crossing the thousands of feet waves, the bamboo poles are inclined.
It's hard to go.
Lipper
The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan.
I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.
I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.
It's hard to go, it's hard to go; Dodge Road, where is Ann now?
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up and cross the deep sea.
The Willow
He zhangzhi
Jasper adorns trees, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? (Wang Anshi's "Boating")
Spring breeze is full of horseshoe disease, and you can see all the flowers in Chang 'an in one day. (After Graduation by Meng Jiao)
Why does Qiangdi blame Yangliu? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. (Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci)
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass)
I don't know where to go, but the peach blossom is still smiling in the spring breeze (Cui Hu's "South Village of Capital")
The spring breeze travels ten miles along Yangzhou Road, so it is better to roll a bead curtain. (Du Mu's Farewell)
Clouds desire clothes, flowers desire capacity, and spring breeze blows over the threshold, showing the wealth of China. (Li Bai's "Qingpingdiao")
Born without peaches and plums, he is famous in the mountain family of Chu Shi (Yang Wanli's Orchid)
Just say that flowers will not be red for ten days, and this flower will not be spring breeze every day.
Love your heart, don't spit lightly, teach peaches and plums to be spring breeze. Yuan Haowen asked "the flowering begonia of the same generation"
Spring breeze, like a distinguished guest, is prosperous as soon as it arrives. (Spring breeze in Yuan Mei)
Dimfragrance can't stay long, but the trouble is spring breeze. Jiang Xizhen's Plum Blossom
It rained all night in the mountains, so there shouldn't be much spring breeze.
5. Write a poem about the wind (self-created). Walking on the deserted street in the morning, the rustling autumn wind has dyed the leaves yellow.
Try very hard to recall the beauty of the past, but the memory is no longer clear.
How to find the shadow of the past in this strange place,
No matter how hard I try to keep it, all I leave is a helpless sigh.
The autumn wind is bleak, but your shoulders are not cared for by your warm hands.
Suddenly found that you have left, the vague back has gradually disappeared,
In the vast sea of people, I can't find the beauty of the past, so I can only wander silently.
Unconsciously came to the end of the street, recalling the past, there is a feeling of regret.
Maybe we will have a bright future, no matter what the past is.
From now on, I hope we can work hard and create a happy tomorrow!
Let's say goodbye to the day at this intersection and embark on a new journey of life!
Thanks to my good friend Ying Ji, we created this together. I also want to thank my mother, or she skillfully used a pen to add a lot of color to this essay.
6. Poem about the wind, "Fish comes out in the drizzle, and Yan leans in the breeze" (one of Du Fu's Two Poems on Water Threshold)
When the wind returns to dance, it will bloom in an instant.
"A gust of wind comes, catkins are fragrant in the shop, and Wu Ji presses the wine to persuade people to pay for it" (Li Bai's Parting in a Hotel in Nanjing)
"Wildfire never devoured them, but they grew taller in the spring breeze" (Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass)
"When the wind blows and clouds fly, the weaver girl returns to her hometown in the sea, and the brave guard all directions" (Song of the Wind)
"One day, I will ride the wind and waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea" (Li Bai's Three Difficult Poems)
"The wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the strong men are gone forever" ("Jing Ke stabbed the king of Qin")
"Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, what's the matter?" (Li Bai's Spring Thoughts)
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
In the wind, the horn sounded and the general was hunting outside the borehole. (Wang Wei: Hunting)
In the dark forest, the grass was suddenly blown by the wind, and the wind was rustling. The general thought that the beast was coming and immediately pulled out the arrow. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. (Liu Changqing: "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow")
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river. ("Farewell Du to Shu Guan")
I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. (Su Shi: "When will there be a bright moon?" )
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. (Li Shangyin: "Untitled")
The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep. (Song of Chile)
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhangzhi's Liu Yong)
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? (Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou")
7. A poem about the style of The Book of Songs: Jiang Yousi, the son of my son, not me!
No, I did, and then I regretted it.
Jiang's son is back, not me and him!
No, I am with you, and I will be with you in the future.
There is a flood in the river. My son will come back, not me!
No, I said it. Its whistle is also a song.
Annotate daughter's complaint that she is not allowed to get married. Speaking of abandoning your wife and complaining.
Si-4: A river that diverges from the mainstream and rejoins.
Return: get married.
No, I have: I don't need it.
Zhu Zhu (zhu3): Wang Xianqian's Collection of Three Poets, "There is an island in the water called Zhu Zhu, and there is a small water beside it called Zhu Zhu. "
No me and: no me.
Location: Sadness. Chu in Zhu's Shuo Wen Jie Zi Xun is actually a mouse under the guise of Yi. "The Book of Songs Xiaoya Meaningless Rain" "The mouse thinks about blood and tears", and the mouse thinks and worries.
Tuo2 camel: A tributary of this river.
Guo: That's right. Say it.
Xiao: When you say you frown, you can express your anger and cry. Little brother: Wen Yiduo's The Book of Songs "Little brother cried. It is said that crying has words, and its words are also in tune. "
If you are satisfied, please adopt it.