Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
When I was a child, it snowed every year, and I often indulged in the enthusiasm of plums. Later, although the effect was in hand, I was not in a good mood to enjoy it. I could only rub it at will, but I got tears on my clothes. I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.
2. Poems about snow
Huang tingjian
Even the empty Chun Xue was as clear as washed, and I suddenly remembered the clear water and sand.
Listen to the density at night, but see the full syncline.
The wind returns to dance, and instantly bloom.
It's freezing, so it's better to spend time with peaches and plums.
3. Hard work cherishes the sun and the moon (Nalanxingde's Dead Hua Lian)
It's dusk, and it's stormy (Lu You's Operator)
Drunk souls want to pursue dreams, pay the west wind, and it will be cool tonight (Cai Songnian's Partridge Sky)
I hate you, but I've been on the river for a month, and I'm still losing money when I'm full. When is the reunion (Lv Benzhong's Mulberry Picking)?
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