Poetry describing snow in early winter

Poems describing snow in early winter

In ordinary daily life, when it comes to poetry, everyone must be familiar with it. Poems are highly condensed sentences that make up poems. What kind of poems have you seen? Below are the poems I compiled for you to describe snow in early winter. Welcome to read and collect them.

1. The sound of water sounds like ice, and the sandy road is flat in the snow. ——Liu Changqing's "Reward for Zhang Xia's bitter cold on the way to visit the state on a snowy night"

2. The ground is white, the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are heavy. ——Li Bai "Mocking Wang Liyang for Refusing to Drink"

3. The country never turns dark and the moon is thousands of miles away, and the heaven and earth are selfless and jade thousands of families. ——Yuan Huang Geng's "Snow"

4. The frost is severe and the clothes are broken, and the fingers cannot be tied. ——Du Fu's "Five Hundred Words of Odyssey to Fengxian County from Beijing"

5. The frosty plum blossoms first remove the branches at the top of the ridge, and thousands of flowers are frozen and unknown. The taste of the soup is still there, let him be bullied by the wind, snow and bitterness. ——Li Jiuling's "Han Mei Ci"

6. The rain and snow are lingering, and when the sun sets, they disappear. ——"The Book of Songs Xiaoya Jiao Gong"

7. I know it is not snow from a distance because there is a faint fragrance coming. ——Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms"

8. When the six flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos turn into green branches. ——Gao Pian's "To the Snow"

9. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows the snow. ——Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dong Da"

10. Only then did I see the clouds covering the top of the mountain, and the snow on the rocks was already snowing like dust. Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade trees, thousands of usneas trees and thousands of clouds. ——Yuan Zhen's "Southern Qin Snow"

11. The bright moon shines on the snow, and the new wind is strong and sad. ——Xie Lingyun of the Southern Dynasties and Song Dynasty, "The End of the Year"

12. All the frozen springs are swallowed, and I feel the cold even more. Leaning against pine trees in the middle of the night, my clothes are covered with snow. ——Liu Jia's "Bitter Cold Song"

13. The sky is cold and the color is green, and the north wind is called dry mulberry. ——Thick ice has no cracks, but there is cold light in a short day. Meng Jiao's "Bitter Cold Song"

14. When trying to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife. ——Lu Lun's "Song of the Past"

15. The stream is so deep that it is hard to bear the snow, and the mountains are frozen and cannot move the clouds. ——Qing Hongsheng's "Snow Look"

16. The setting sun is on the sparse bamboos, and the remaining snow is scattered in the mountains. ——Han Hong's "Master Chu's house meeting with the concubine Qian Yuanwailang envoy"

17. The plum blossoms are as white as the snow, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum blossoms. ——Lu Meipo's "Snowy Plum"

18. The plum and snow are fighting for spring but they are not willing to fall, so Sao Renge writes and comments. The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. ——Lu Meipo's "Snow Plum"

19. Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. ——Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River"

20. A green vine path and thousands of snow-capped peaks are clear. ——Li Bai's "Returning to the Old Mountain in Winter"

21. I was surprised that the quilt pillow was cold and the window was bright again. Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. ——Bai Juyi's "Night Snow"

22. There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming. ——Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms"

23. Where is my home in the Qinling Mountains? ——Han Yu's "Moving to the Left to Languan to Show His Nephew Xiang"

24. Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow. They are both strangely beautiful and beautiful. ——Lu Benzhong's "Treading on the Shasha"

25. There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone; I know it is not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance. ——Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms"

26. I don't know if the rain in the courtyard has fallen this morning, but I suspect that the forest flowers bloomed last night. ——Song Zhiwen, "Response to Snow in the Garden"

27. There is snow and wind outside the window, and the stove opens the wine vat. It's like fishing in the rain and sleeping under the tent in the autumn river. ——Du Mu's "Drinking Alone"

28. The wind shakes the bamboo across the window, and the mountain is covered with snow when the door opens. ——Wang Wei's "Reminiscences of Hu Jushi's Family in the Snow on a Winter Evening"

29. The cold wind destroyed the trees, and the severe frost formed orchids in the courtyard. ——Han Dynasty Yuefu Ancient Ci "Ancient Poetry Written by Jiao Zhongqing's Wife"

30. The wind is desolate at the end of the year, and the sun is snowing. There is no sound in my ears, and my eyes are clear. ——Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty, "Written in the middle of the twelfth month of the Guimao year and respect my younger brother"

31. The Yin ridge in Zhongnan is beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds. The forest shows its bright color, and the city becomes colder at dusk. ——Zu Yong "Looking at the Remaining Snow in the South"

32. Qinghai has long clouds and dark snowy mountains, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. ——Wang Changling's "Four of Seven Songs on the Military March"

33. The cold weather reminds us that the days are short, and the wind and waves are flat with the clouds. ——Du Fu's "Reminiscing about the Past in Gong'an County"

34. Green ants' new fermented wine, red clay stove. It's snowing in the evening, but I can't drink a cup. ——Bai Juyi's "Ask Liu Nineteenth"

35. You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. ——Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"

36. The snow has just begun to fall outside the curtain, and the fragrance of the green curtain has not disappeared. Sitting alone in the cold night makes me feel tired, the distance is so far away, and the broken dreams make me even more lonely. ——Shen Pei's "Nanxiangzi"

37. The ground is white, the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are as big as hands. ——Li Bai's "Mocking Wang Liyang for Refusing to Drink"

38. The snowy night in Zhongling is getting late, and I sit facing the cold river and sing alone. Who can ask when you are wandering in the world? Shaoqing should know Ziqing's heart. ——Wei Zhuang's "Zhongling Night Works"

39. If the severe winter is not chilly, how can we see the spring.

——Lu Wen's "Meng Dong Pu Jing Guan He Pavilion"

40. The bead curtain that swirls across the white wall is lighter than catkins and heavier than frost. ——Li Shangyin's "Two Poems on Snow"

41. Chaimen hears dogs barking and returns home on a snowy night. ——Liu Changqing's "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow"

42. Sitting with the lamp behind the south window, the wind and sleet are dark. Lonely at night in the village, I can hear the remnants of wild geese in the snow. ——Bai Juyi "Sitting on a Snowy Night in the Village"

43. The grass is dry and the hawk's eyes are anxious, and the horse's hooves are light when the snow is gone. ——Wang Wei's "Hunting"

44. The wind and snow in Shangshan are strong, and the wanderer's clothes are thin. I can't see the way around, and my lungs and liver are full of worries. ——Meng Jiao's "Shangzhou Guest House"

45. Spreading salt can make the difference in the air, but it is not like catkins blowing up due to the wind. ——Jin Xie Daoyun's "Couplet of Ode to Snow"

46. The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and the snow falls in August. ——Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sending Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"

47. A man with a coir raincoat hat is alone in a boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. ——Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River"

48. The clouds are low and it is dusk, and the snow is dancing in the wind. ——Du Fu's "Confronting the Snow"

49. Who will cut and carve thousands of piles of snow from the flat ground to create this continuous ceiling? ——Han Yu's "Two Poems on Li Hua"

50. The snowflakes on Yanshan Mountain are as big as mats, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another.

——Li Bai's "Travel to the North Wind"