A poem with a cold day and a warm heart

Good poetry, like warm sunshine, shines into our hearts. Today, let's sit down and appreciate the beauty of poetry, that is, the melting of ice and snow and the warm spring in bloom.

Qingpingle villager ju

Song Xin qi Ji

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.

When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.

The eldest son is hoeing the ground in the east and west, and the second is knitting a chicken coop.

My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.

Although the hut is short, it can shelter from the wind and rain. The family got together happily, drinking warm wine and listening to Wu Nong's soft words, and a heart frozen by wind and frost gradually melted.

Nine times out of ten, when life is unsatisfactory and disheartened, you might as well go home and have a look, go back to the busy old house and talk to your parents often. Being together as a family is the greatest warmth in the world.

Nangezi

Song Ouyang xiu

Golden mud belt with phoenix bun and jade palm comb with dragon pattern.

Walking under the window, smiling and supporting each other,

Love Tao and thrush deeply?

Make a pen and draw flowers for a long time and try your hand.

Laziness hinders embroidery,

How to make Yuanyang publish a book with a smile?

There are three great pleasures in life: "When I was the number one scholar, I spent the night in the bridal chamber and met an old friend from a foreign country." This poem written by the poet is a warm scene of a newly married couple.

Reading is so fragrant, it was just ordinary at that time. The sweetness of love is in the dribs and drabs of life

When I got up in the morning and walked to the window, my wife shyly asked, "Can I draw my eyebrows just right?" How can you feel cold on such a winter morning?

A gift for Ye Fan.

Southern Dynasties Lu Kai

The postman who came to meet the north broke the plum blossom and gave it to his friend in the mountains.

There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring.

Plum blossoms were in full bloom when the poet climbed Meiling. Looking back at the north, he remembered his good friend and happened to meet the courier who went to the north. He broke the plum blossom and wrote a poem for the courier to bring to his good friend.

Friends thousands of miles away, if you receive this flower, will you appreciate the beautiful spring scenery in Jiangnan from this plum blossom?

The bride's words

Don Wang Jian

Come to the kitchen three days after the wedding and wash your hands to make soup.

I don't know the taste of mother-in-law. Let's make the taste of good sister-in-law first.

The newly-married girl is always uncomfortable when facing her in-laws. When I came to the kitchen, I washed my hands and made bride soup for the whole family. I didn't know the taste of my mother-in-law, so I had to let my sister-in-law taste it first.

Really smart and virtuous. Such ordinary and beautiful moments, piled up, are the warmth of life.

A suggestion for my friend Liu.

Tang Bai Juyi

There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.

With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?

It's cold, invite three or five friends, warm a pot of good wine, warm your stomach and heart. On a snowy night, we were surrounded by steaming flagons, and poetry and wine were the warmest memories.