Please provide some beautiful articles or poems about winter

Winter in Poetry

1. And now this winter, there are still many deaths in Kansai. (Du Fu: "War Chariots")'

2. The autumn moon shines brightly, and the winter ridge shows the cold pines. (Tao Yuanming: "Four Seasons")

3. The southern neighbor is even more memorable, and the cloth has not been redeemed in the winter. (Lu You: "There was a storm on October 28th")

4. Winter is coming to an end tonight, and the new year is coming and the sun is getting longer. (Dong Sigong: "Shou Sui")

5. The sound of the sheng blows up the autumn wind, and the wine blows away the winter snow. (Wang Wei: "Poetry of Four Qi")

6. When midwinter comes, all the flowers are gone. (Chen Yi: "Plum Plum")

7. I don’t know that the water flowers bloom first, but I suspect that they have not been sold out after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum Blossoms")

8. Children study in the winter and make noise next to each other, but the foolish Confucians on the other side are Zizhen. (Lu You: "Residence in the Suburbs in Autumn")

9. It’s the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, and the shadows in front of the knee-hugging lanterns accompany me. (Bai Juyi: "Missing Home on Winter Solstice Night")

10. The weather, people, events, and the sun are urging each other, and the winter solstice brings the sun and spring comes again. (Du Fu: "Xiao Zhi")

There are hundreds of flowers in spring and a moon in autumn, and there is a cool breeze in summer and snow in winter. If there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world (Song Dynasty, Monk Wumen)

The heavy snow covered the bow and knife (Lulun of the Tang Dynasty)

The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, the dream of the hometown is shattered, and there is no such sound in the hometown (Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty)

The sword is like water, Wu Yan beats the snow, and the slender finger breaks the new orange (Song Dynasty, Zhou Bangyan)

Thousands of birds fly away, thousands of people disappear, a lone boat and a man fishing alone Cold River Snow (Tang Dynasty, Liu Zongyuan)

Everywhere in life is similar, just like a flying dragon stepping on snow mud (Song Dynasty, Su Shi)

At dusk, the mountains are far away, and people return home on a snowy night (Tang Dynasty, China) ·Liu Changqing)

Everyone sweeps the snow in front of his own door, and does not care about the frost on other people's tiles (·Anonymous)

You are nowhere to be seen on the mountain winding road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow (Tang · Cen Shen)

The mountains are covered with snowy clothes, a lonely stranger (Cui Tu of the Tang Dynasty)

The snow used to be like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow (Fan Xue of the Southern and Northern Dynasties)

The bright moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong and sad (Southern and Northern Dynasties·Xie Lingyuan)

The painter does not understand the hardships of fishermen, so he likes to paint pictures of fishing in the snow on the Hanjiang River (Ming Dynasty·Sun Chengzong)

There are hundreds of flowers in spring, a moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer, and snow in winter. If there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world (Monk Wumen, Song Dynasty)

The fallen plum blossoms are like snow, and they are still full after being brushed. (Li Yu of the Five Dynasties)

The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are sick, and the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light (Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty)

Green ants make new fermented wine, small red clay stoves, it is snowing in the evening , I can drink a cup without water (Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty)

The plum blossoms are three points whiter than the snow, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum blossoms (Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty)

I want to cross the Yellow River and the river is blocked by ice. About to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty)

The ferry is covered with frost like snow, marking the first mark of my green shoes (Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty)

The morning is like blue silk and the evening turns to snow (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty)

The clouds on the temples want to see the fragrant snow on the cheeks (Wen Tingyun, Tang Dynasty)

Plum blossoms without snow are not spiritual, and snow without poetry makes people vulgar (Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty)

Where is my home in the Qinling Mountains? The snow embraces the blue gate and the horse stops moving forward (Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty)

The winter sun shines warmly on your and my heart, and the soul moves. I started collecting at the beginning of winter. Collect happiness, collect charm, collect smile. Let us laugh in winter and sing the sunshine of the four seasons of the year. Winter quietly enters your and my heart with the expectations of many people.

There used to be many people who didn’t like winter because of the cold. They said that winter killed the green and drove away the gorgeous seasons; they said that winter was full of gray tones and drove away the bright colors. The sunshine was covered; it was said that the severe cold of winter trapped my mood and hid the beautiful mood. In fact, winter is a season of brewing, brewing of hopes, brewing of emotions, brewing of harvest, brewing of harvest. Winter likes to walk in the brewing, and express the many great loves vividly and smoothly. The focus of winter is looked forward to on the annual New Year’s Eve. New Year’s Eve is a center of winter and also where the charm of winter lies.

I started to like winter in childhood, when our childhood began to "run wild" in the snow. The red faces, red hands, and puffs of hot breath conveyed our mood in the snow. Walking through the snowy world, let laughter string together waves of winter bells. Many years later, the little snowman with a red nose and a smiling face has become an eternal scenery in our minds.

Although the coldness of winter is indifferent and cold, it can grasp the beautiful life more emotionally and turn many stories into touching ones. Listen to Xueer Shuoshuo's romantic songs, and look at the surging red and green in the white world. We feel warmth in this cold. This warmth has the joy of spring, the moisture of summer, and the charm of autumn. It is this beautiful The four seasons make us love our world and our lives more.

The little sun in winter does not seem to be so warm. I stretch my body very gently and look at the pairs of men and women under my nose. Many stories begin in winter, and this beautiful winter also begins. Many stories.

The main theme of love breaks through the cold, and begins to be full of glory and vicissitudes of life in the snowy world. Love stories unfold quietly in winter. Although winter is not the beginning of love, it can be the harvest of love. The fairy tale of love in the snow has become an eternal classic.

Since ancient times: "Winter seals things away", we no longer look for the ancients' nostalgia and praise for winter in Tang and Song Dynasty poems; our feelings for winter seem to be more cordial than the ancients, because we have smiles, There is passion, love and youth.

The harvest of winter, the abundance of winter, the abundance of winter, let us go into winter! There is our love in winter, our care in winter, and our style in winter!

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