When it snows, pieces of snowflakes fall from the sky. After a while, the mountain is white, the house is white, and everything outside the window is white. Snow fell on our palms, trying to see what shape it was, but it turned into a drop of water, which was really "flawless and crystal clear".
What I want to see most in winter is tree hanging, some are like antlers, some are like corals, and some are like blooming peach blossoms. In order to welcome the arrival of the Rime Ice and Snow Festival, everyone happily hangs lanterns and carves ice sculptures. Some carved dragon boats, some carved lighthouses, some carved mini-charming "Oriental Pearl", and some carved majestic "Lingxiao Treasure Hall", which really made people feast their eyes. Some people ask for "bad luck" and shake the tree hard to make it fall on themselves. If there is too much snow on the tree, it will almost bury the man alive.
The morning in early winter is beautiful. A thin layer of fog floated gently in the air. The laughter of pedestrians and the horn of cars are intertwined in this haze. All these indicate the beginning of a new day. When the less dazzling sunlight hits the top of the mountain, the fog slowly spreads like a curtain, and the earth gradually appears in the warmth of winter.
In fact, winter is a changeable season just like summer. There is still a ray of setting sun in the morning, and gradually, silver snowflakes will float in the sky. At first, snowflakes were faintly visible and hard to find, as if there were gods in the sky, and a few tiny snow particles were scattered at will. Slowly, the snow particles turned into snowflakes, falling lightly and slowly like goose feathers, whirling and flying, like a jade leaf and silver flower sown by a goddess. It's really "Yanshan snowflake is as big as a seat, blowing down Xuanyuantai."
6. The snow gradually stopped and the house collapsed. The tree is covered with a piece of white, and everything has become a world wrapped in white. When you step on the ground, you will make a "creak" from time to time, and there will always be a string of beautiful footprints behind you. The wind blows gently, and the snow that stays on the branches "rustles" and falls, and the snow powder like jade dances with the wind.
7. The beauty of winter is endless after all, because it is so beautiful, so beautiful, I love everything in winter. The feeling of winter is different from other seasons, and all the smells have the unique sweetness of winter. As long as you feel this lovely season with your heart, winter is actually a warm world.
8. Winter is pure and beautiful. It turns into snowflakes and covers the earth with a white body. At this point, everything is wrapped in silver and looks pure as ice. The bare branches are covered with white "pears". When the wind blows, flowers fall one after another, just like silvery white butterflies flying in the air. "Like a strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." Isn't this poem a praise to winter?
2. What are the poems describing the beautiful scenery in winter? Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" has a hundred mountains without birds and a thousand paths without footprints.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. It snowed in Fochadi 10, the capital, and the house was full.
Hu er tried to sweep lightly, leaving a bright little window. Liu Changqing, the owner of Furong Mountain, stayed in the snow, and it was far away at dusk.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. Six flying flowers in Tang Gao's "Making Snow" entered the house and sat and watched the bamboo become lovely branches.
At this time, the tall building looked into the distance, and all the dangerous forks in the human world were covered with snow. Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian Wu, the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar Day.
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 almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people. The sand sea is deepened by unfathomable ice, and darkness covers its endless clouds.
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.
"Popular in the North" by Tang Li Bai Candle dragon lived in a poor house with the lights on. 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 border pass, leave this tiger with a handle of gold.
There is a white arrow in the forest, spiders spin webs and 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! Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan, Qianshan, birds fly away, people come from all walks of life. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu went home, and the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar Day. 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 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. Liu Changqing, the owner of Furong Mountain, stayed in the snow, and it was far away at dusk.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. "Xue Mei" Song Lu Meipo Xue Mei refused to be reduced to Spring, and the poet's pavilion commented on the pen fee.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. "Jueju" In Tang Du Fu, two orioles sang green willows, and a line of egrets went up to the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My gate often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships, and "hunt and watch" the Tang Qiang Horn Bow, and the general hunts Weicheng.
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. A suggestion for my friend Liu Tang Bai Juyi: There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the static furnace.
It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? . "Plum Blossoms" Wang Song Anshi counted several plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling opened them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. "Popular North" Tang Li Bai Candle dragon lived in poverty, and the splendor was still open.
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 side, leave this tiger, gold, shovel, 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. "Don't Be Big" Tang Gao is thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? Don Lulun, hanging high in the faint moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and the chief Tatar is fleeing in the dark.
I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. Look at the Xuefeng Tang of Zhongnanshan and see how Zhongnanshan soars into the sky.
After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly. 1. There are no birds in Baishan Mountain in Liuzongyuan, Jiang Xue, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-Snow 2. Wang Anshi's works: Plum blossoms are a few in a corner, and hanling blooms alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
Bai Juyi gave a suggestion to my friend Liu: "There is a ray of green in the old bottle, a little red in the static furnace, and there is a feeling of snow outside. How about a glass of wine inside?" ? "4. Liu Changqing's" Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow "is far from dusk and cold and white. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
5. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. 6. The morning is full of snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are light and the sun is cold. 7. Hanchuan snow disappears and the frozen pool gradually flows. On the tenth day, it snowed in Beijing, and every household was full. 9. The grass withers and the eagle's eyes are ill, and the snow is as light as a horseshoe. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only 15 footprints. The heavy snow stopped the blue horse 17. There are oranges in the residual snow, and the frozen snow scared the bamboo shoots to sprout 18. On March 8th, the snow in Ji Chun began to disappear and turned to the east 19. There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Changyun, Qinghai. The lonely city looks at Yumenguan. Yellow clouds are blown by the wind for hundreds of miles, and a snow peak is surrounded by a vortex of nine streams. -Li Bai's "Lushan Song Yushi Lu Xuzhou" I want to cross the Yellow River, freeze the ferry, and climb the Taihang Mountain, which is snowy.
-Li Bai's "Three Songs It's Hard for One to Walk" Tianshan Five In the snow, but it's cold without flowers. -Li Bai's "Six Poems by Xia Sai (Part I)" Have you ever seen that the hair in the mirror on the shelf is silky black in the morning, but it turns into snow at night?
-Li Bai's "Into the Wine" The three towns of Xiyue are white, and the south lake water shines on the long bridge. -Du Fu's "Wild Hope" The day in winter is shortened on the elemental scale, and the cold night is dyed white by ice and snow.
-Du Fu's "Pavilion Night" is almost as noble as the other seven peers. If it is cold, it is snowy. -Du Fu's "Drawing a Horse by General Cao" was at the minister's house. He dusted off the iron clothes and shone as bright as snow. He drew a dagger from the jade handle and danced steel starlight.
-Wang Wei's "Old General" A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. -Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" The cold fire of the old battle is now gray on the ancient fortress, and the wilderness is heavy and flying white.
-Li Qi listened to Dongda's "Hu Jian Lane" and sent a message to the room. There was no town and no camp for three thousand miles, until the heavy sky entered the vast desert snow. Richie is an ancient battle song, one of them-they call it forever true, with a face of snow and flowers like her that he is looking for.
-Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" In the cold light of endless snow, the high flags on three sides rose like dawn. -Zuyong's "Wang Jimen" we chase, the horse is light, and the bow and sword are negative.
-Lu Lun's "Three of Four Products" The only way for you to cross Leng Yun will lead you into the snow tonight. -Liu Lun's "Send Li Duan" is like snow before Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city is like frost.
-Li Yi's "On Listening to the Flute at Night on the Wall of the Country" 3 Chun Xue belongs to Zhong Qing, and the Yellow River in Wan Li goes around Montenegro. -Liu's "Complaining People" 1, "Bai Xuege Farewell Field-Clerk Wu Go Home" Tang Censhen's north wind rolls white grass, and eight In the snow crosses Tatar Day.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom. Spread out.
3. Poetic Features of Winter Scenery The original name of this article is To Liu Jingwen, and "Winter Scenery" is the version name.
Year: Song Author: Su Shi Style: The original "Zhi" of the Seven Wonders has no rain cover, but there are still branches in the chrysanthemum. You must remember the best scenery in a year, which is in the late autumn and early winter of orange and green.
Note (1) Lift: Lift and push up. (Cover: refers to the lotus leaf) (2): Not afraid of the cold, strong and unyielding.
(3) At most: one is "positive". Lotus leaves are destroyed, and leaves and roots like umbrellas are no longer as slender as in summer; The chrysanthemums have withered, but the tall and straight chrysanthemum branches in Ao Shuang are still full of vitality in the cold wind.
Don't think that the good scenery of a year will be swept away. You must remember that the most beautiful scenery is in the orange, yellow and green season in early winter! Su Shi (1037 ~1kloc-0/01), the author of Jiang and Wei Liangcheng, was born in Meishan, Northern Song Dynasty. He is a famous writer, politician and painter, and one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties.
He is knowledgeable and versatile, and has high attainments in calligraphy, painting, poetry and prose. His calligraphy, together with Cai Xiang, Huang Tingjian and Mi Fei, is also called "the Four Great Masters of Song Dynasty". He is good at painting bamboo and strange stones, and also has outstanding opinions on painting theory and calligraphy theory.
He is a literary leader after Ouyang Xiu in the Northern Song Dynasty, and his prose is as famous as Ouyang Xiu. Poetry is like the name of Huang Tingjian; His words are bold and unconstrained, and his words are graceful and restrained. Also known as "Su Xin" with Xin Qiji in the Southern Song Dynasty, his faction is called "Su Xin" Ci School, and * * * is a bold poet. In the second year of Jiayou (1057), he was a scholar. Ren Fuchang County Master Book, Fengxiang Prefecture awarded Bookmark Book Officer, called History Museum.
In the second year of Yuanfeng (1079), when Zongshen knew Huzhou, he was appointed as the censor. In the third year, he was demoted to Huangzhou Yong ying ambassador, built a room in Dongpo, and was named Dongpo layman. Later, the money was transferred to the United States.
Zhezong Yuanyou returned to Korea in the first year (1086), and was the founder of Ren Zhongshu, with a bachelor's degree in Hanlin. Know the patent.
He was dismissed in nine years and exiled to Huizhou and Danzhou for three years (1 100). He was recalled to the north and died in Changzhou. The existing Complete Works of Dongpo 1 15 volumes.
This poem was written by the poet to his good friend Liu Jingwen. The first two sentences of the poem describe the scenery, and grasp the "lotus flower exhausted" and "chrysanthemum remnant" to describe the bleak scene in late autumn and early winter.
There is a sharp contrast between "nothing" and "still there", which highlights the image of Chrysanthemum Ao Shuang fighting the cold. The last two sentences discuss the scenery and reveal the purpose of giving poems.
It shows that although the winter scenery is bleak and cold, it also has fruitful and mature harvest, but it is incomparable in other seasons. The poet wrote this to describe a person's prime of life. Although youth has passed, it is also the golden stage of maturity and great achievements in life. Encourage friends to cherish this wonderful time, be optimistic and make unremitting efforts, and never be depressed and laugh at yourself.
Su Shi's To Liu Jingwen was written in the fifth year of Yuanyou (1090), and Su Shi was appointed as the secretariat of Hangzhou. "Tiaoxi Fishing Hidden from Conghua" says that this poem sings about the scenery in early winter, "The song is wonderful."
Although this poem is written for, it is about the scenery in early winter, and there is no mention of Liu's moral articles. This doesn't seem to be the proper meaning in the title, but in fact, the author's cleverness lies in the combination of praise for Liu's moral integrity in describing the early winter scenery without trace.
Because in the author's opinion, the most beautiful scenery in a year is the orange-green early winter scenery. Citrus, like pine and cypress, can best represent people's noble character and loyal moral integrity.
When the ancients wrote about autumn scenery, the weather was mostly gloomy and permeated with the feeling of sad autumn. But there is an abnormal situation here, which writes a rich scene of late autumn, reveals vitality and gives people a feeling of high spirits.
Therefore, Hu Zai, a poet in the Song Dynasty, compared it with Han Yu's poem "Early Spring is Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs", saying that "the two poems are different in terms of the same poetry, and the songs are all wonderful" ("Tiaoxi Fishing in Hidden Conghua").
4. Poems describing the scenery in winter: A song of white snow bid farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu went home, Tang Censhen, the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky.
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 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.
Every Snow Dwells in Furong Mountain Owner: Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty was far away in Cangshan Mountain at dusk, freezing in the cold, and his house was poor. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
Look at the Xuefeng Tang of Zhongnanshan and see how Zhongnanshan soars into the sky. After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.
Jiang Xue Liutang Zongyuan Mountain has no birds, and a thousand paths have no footprints. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
A suggestion for my friend Liu Tang Bai Juyi: There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the static furnace. It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .
"Plum Blossoms" Wang Song Anshi counted several plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling opened them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
"Popular North" Tang Li Bai Candle dragon lived in poverty, and the splendor was still open. 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 side, leave this tiger, gold, shovel, 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.
"Don't Be Big" Tang Gao is thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
Don Lulun, hanging high in the faint moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and the chief Tatar is fleeing in the dark. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
"Winter Night" Tang Censhen is sweating like rain and frost, and there is no business in the hot spring fire well. Zeguo dragons and snakes are frozen, and Nanshan is sparse.
Tang Baorong is sincere and lovely in winter, and it's best to miss more at night. Fortunately, in the frost and dew, the horses and chariots have been frozen.
It's not the year of ploughing, weeds will defeat millet. Don't leave each other alone, birds and mice will move their nests.
Seeing the heart alone, the frost protects the soft rose. If so, what's the point of leaving grace?
Because of the memory of his wife, a word is heavy. Chu Jian in the breeze, Yan Ge for my son.
"Early Winter" Tang Bai Juyi In October, the weather in Jiangnan was fine and cold as spring flowers. Frost doesn't kill grass, but desert sand dries at first.
Old zhe leaves are as yellow as tender trees, and cold cherry branches are as white as wild flowers. At this time, I envy idle people drunk, and there is no reason for five horses to enter the restaurant.
"Negative Winter" Tang Baiju is easy to go out in winter, according to the south corner of my house. Sit with your eyes closed and your skin will be healthy.
At first, it was like drinking alcohol mash, and it was like being stung by Su. External integration is smooth, and Chinese integration is one.
If you forget where you are, your heart is empty.
The poem about winter wind is 1. Long whistling out of Yuanye, the wind is cold. -"Reward Cui Wulang" Tang Li Bai
2, freezing the south cloud, cold wind blowing, six flying flowers have fallen. -Pu's Song of Walking in the Snow
3. The cold wind destroyed trees and the frost was severe. Lanhan Yuefu old saying "Ancient poetry is Jiao Zhongqing's wife"
4. The cold wind blows, and the wind blows first. -"Send Sun Zheng to the clouds" Don Wei Wu Ying
5, the cold wind, far away in Wan Li, bleak with cloud power. -"Bai Zhu" Song Zigu
6. The cold wind died and I couldn't lie down at night. -"Eighteen Songs in the Midnight" Tang
7. The fierce cold wind started and flew to Yunfu sadly. -"Winter Hunting" Don Li Shimin
8. The moon shines on the snow, and the wind is sad: the north wind. Strengths: violence. Sadness: biting. Xie Lingyun, At the Age of Years in Southern Dynasties and Song Dynasty
9. I'm sorry, it's windy and snowy. There is no hope in my ears, but clean sadness in my eyes: cold and cold. Mimi: Dark. H: a little less. Objective: what that eye can see. Hao: White. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Gui Mao's Works in Mid-December and His Brother's Respect"
10, the air difference of salting can be simulated, but if catkins are due to the wind, Xie Daowen's Ode to Snow: "What is the snow like? The air difference of salting can be simulated, but catkins are due to the wind."
1 1, the fortress wall is bitter and cold, with an evil atmosphere and wrinkles and spots all over its face. -"Send Dong Yuanda" Song Xieyi
12, ten miles north, cold wind blowing your ears. -the article "Tang Bai Juyi congratulated Chen on his snow in the early years".
6. There is an ancient poem about winter and its meaning. The owner of Furong Mountain is far away in the snow at dusk, white with cold.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. —— Liu Changqing [note] 1. Furong Mountain: Place name.
2. Cangshan: Castle Peak. 3. White House: the residence of the poor.
The roof is covered with white thatch, or the wood is called a white house, so it doesn't need painting. 4. Dog barks: Dogs bark.
[Analysis] This poem depicts a picture of a snowy night. The first two sentences, what the poet saw and felt in the mountain village.
The first sentence "Sunset is far away", "Sunset" indicates the time, which is evening. "Cangshan is in the distance" is what the poet saw on his way through the snow.
Overlooking the green hills, the clouds are lingering, suggesting the hardships of trekking and the desire to stay for a long time. The second sentence "cold weather, poor house" points out the place to stay.
The "white house", the humble hut of the host family, is even more shabby in the cold winter. The words "cold", "white" and "poor" set each other off in interest, rendering the atmosphere of poverty and innocence and embodying the poet's unique feelings.
The last two sentences describe the poet after living in his master's house. "Chai Men smells dogs barking." The poet went into the hut and went to bed. Suddenly, he heard a dog barking on the sofa.
The poet guessed that Albert Venn Dicey, the cloak master of Furong Mountain, had returned. From the perspective of listening and listening, these two sentences show a scene in which a dog calls people back.
There have always been different interpretations of this poem, and the main difference lies in the understanding of "Gui". One view holds that "returning" is the arrival of a poet, who suddenly found a place to stay in the misty snow, such as "the feeling of home".
Another opinion is that the owner of Furong Mountain will return home at night in the snow. The key is where the poet stands.
In the former, the poet is outside the "White House" and on his way to the snow; In the latter, the poet is in the "white room", or the first two sentences are outside the house and the last two sentences are inside the house. This poem, with an extremely concise pen, depicts a picture of a cold mountain staying, a tourist staying at dusk and a snowman as the material.
Poetry is written in chronological order. The first sentence is about the feeling of tourists traveling on the mountain road at dusk, the second sentence is about what they saw at the boarding house, and the last two sentences are about what they heard at the boarding house after nightfall.
Each poem constitutes an independent picture and is interrelated. There are pictures in the poem, but the feelings are seen outside.
At the beginning of the poem, the words "the setting sun is far away" are used to outline a picture of the twilight and the long mountain road. There is no clear description of the characters in the poem, but it makes readers feel that their people are ready to go, and their feelings are vividly on the paper.
Here, the word "far" points to a vivid picture and reveals a poetic scene. It gives people hints and imagination.
From this word, the reader will naturally want to see someone marching on the mountain road at dusk, and infer his lonely and tired travel situation and his desire to stay. Next, the second sentence of the poem asks the reader to follow the pedestrian's line of sight, along this mountain road, and invest in the home for the night.
"Cold weather, poor house" is a portrayal of this family; And the word "poor" should be the impression formed after seeing the hut from a distance to knocking at the door. Writing "sunset" before the previous sentence "Cangshan is far away" and "cold weather" before this sentence "Baijia is poor" are all ways to increase the level and weight of poetry.
The long mountain road has made people feel that the road is far away, and it is even farther to see the sunset; The humble hut has made people feel poor, and it is even poorer in winter. Judging from the context, the word "cold weather" in this sentence has its connecting link.
Inheritance is to further render the color of sunset road; Revelation is the foreshadowing of a snowstorm at night. These first two poems, which add up to only ten words, have already written the scenes of hiking and house.
The last two poems, "Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns to people at night", were written after spending the night in the mountain. In terms of words, "Chai Men" is connected with "White House", "snow" is connected with "cold" and "night" is connected with "sunset".
In this way, from the perspective of the whole poem, although the second half of the poem opens up another poetic realm, it is closely connected with the first half, so as not to make readers feel out of touch. But here, the cause has made a leap.
It seems that "smelling dogs barking" is at night, and most travelers who are tired of hiking have already slept; There should be something to describe from dusk to night, from cold invasion to snowstorm, from entering the hut to going to bed, but the pen skips this paragraph and omits some plots, making the poem particularly refined and more compact. The poet thought carefully between his choices.
If this effort is not made, perhaps the second half of the poem should further describe the depression of people living in houses, write about the desolation of mountain houses and the silence of the environment, or write about the coming of snow at night. Otherwise, you can also write about your own travel and your thoughts after staying overnight. But the poet put these things aside and didn't write. Unexpectedly, he saw a noisy dog barking in the silence.
This shows the change of scale, giving people the feeling that a strange peak suddenly appeared on the flat ground. As far as writing is concerned, the first half of a poem is written according to what you see and hear, and the second half is written according to what you hear and hear.
Because, since the night has come and people have gone to bed, it is impossible to write what they have seen and heard, but only what they have heard and heard. The sentence "Chai Men" should be written about what I heard in the hospital on the sofa in the dark: the sentence "snowstorm" should not be seen, but heard, because I heard all kinds of voices and knew that someone had come back in the snowstorm.
I only wrote "Smell the dog barking" here, probably because it was the first sound to break the still night, and it was also the first one I heard, but what I actually heard was not only the dog barking, but also the sound of Melissa Zhou, knocking at the door, the sound of Chai Men's switch, the sound of family members' response, and so on. These sounds are intertwined. Although the person who spent the night was not in the hospital and had never seen it, it was enough to conceive the picture of returning from the snowstorm from this noisy sound.
When the poem was written here, its meaning was not extended and it came to an abrupt end. It didn't take long to explain the feelings of people who listened to these voices and conceived this picture. However, the feeling of desolation in the mountains revealed from it is self-evident that it triggers the feelings of travelers in the quiet night.
7. Poems describing winter scenery Winter:
A Song of Snow White Farewell Tian Shuji Wu Home Tang Censhen
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 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.
"Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow" 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.
Take a fancy to Xuefeng, Zu Yong, Southern Tang Dynasty
Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud. After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.
"Jiang Xue" Liu Tang Zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
A suggestion for a friend Liu Tang Bai Juyi
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove. It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .
Meihua Wang Song Anshi
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.
North fashion 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 side, leave this tiger, gold, shovel, 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.
Don't Dong Datang Gao Shi
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?
On Xia Sai Qu by Don Lu
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
Tang Censhen in Winter Night
Vast sweat and frost blow the world, and there is no business in hot springs and fire wells.
Zeguo dragons and snakes are frozen, and Nanshan is sparse.
Tang Baorong's Answering Guests in Winter Night
It is better to leak more at night than to be lovely in winter. Fortunately, in the frost and dew, the horses and chariots have been frozen.
It's not the year of ploughing, weeds will defeat millet. Don't leave each other alone, birds and mice will move their nests.
Seeing the heart alone, the frost protects the soft rose. If so, what's the point of leaving grace?
Because of the memory of his wife, a word is heavy. Chu Jian in the breeze, Yan Ge for my son.
Tang Bai Juyi in early winter
In October, the south of the Yangtze River is sunny and cold as spring flowers.
Frost doesn't kill grass, but desert sand dries at first.
Old zhe leaves are as yellow as tender trees, and cold cherry branches are as white as wild flowers.
At this time, I envy idle people drunk, and there is no reason for five horses to enter the restaurant.
Bai Juyi in the negative winter Tang Dynasty
According to the south corner of my house, I go out in winter. Sit with your eyes closed and your skin will be healthy.
At first, it was like drinking alcohol mash, and it was like being stung by Su. External integration is smooth, and Chinese integration is one.
If you forget where you are, your heart is empty.
I like winter because it is covered with snow and can bring us fun. It's freezing thousands of miles in winter, and it's snowing in Wan Li, freezing three feet. The white snow is intoxicating. Snow flies like goose feathers, decorating the earth.
Standing on the top of the mountain and overlooking the fertile fields below, I can't help feeling that winter is white, winter is beautiful, and winter is angels in white sent by God. Standing on the hillside, looking up at the sky, snowflakes are hexagonal and float to the earth; Float to the fields; Floating to my village; Floating on me, suddenly, I became a snowman. Snowflakes are falling on the earth, and the earth is conceiving pictures of spring. Grass will sprout, flowers will bloom, and the earth is full of green vitality!
The cold wind roared, scratching the hair of pedestrians with its thick fingers and stabbing the skin of pedestrians like needles. Pedestrians have no choice but to buckle their winter clothes tightly, put their hands in their pockets, shrink their necks and act quickly. But the pines and cypresses on both sides of the road are in high spirits, proudly facing the wind, frost, rain and snow, inspiring people to forge ahead.