The beauty of falling snow
Major Snow
Song luyou
There has never been such snow in Jiangnan, and it will only get worse this year.
Skillfully putting on the curtains is like finding each other and pressing heavily on the top of the forest.
Lost the blanket, forgot to sleep at night, and the golden rooster was afraid of dawn immediately.
In this life, I laughed until I became famous, dreaming that the Yellow River was completely frozen.
Winter is getting deeper and deeper, and the snow is getting tighter. In the cold wind, we rejoiced at the arrival of heavy snow.
If it happens to snow, you can just grow old with the warm years; If the heavy snow doesn't arrive as scheduled, listen to a cold tune, taste a Tang poetry and Song poetry, eat a refreshing tea and take a break for half a day.
Lying in bed at night listening to beautiful snow.
It snows at night
Tang Bai Juyi
This night, the pillow was ice, which surprised me. I saw the light snow outside the window.
It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.
It's cold in winter, or it's snowing outside the window, or it's raining in winter.
At this time, if you just lie under the covers and listen to the snow, happiness will arise.
Snow Appreciation and the Beauty of Poetry
Chanting snow couplets
Wei Yu's
What is snow like?
It can simulate the air difference of salt spraying.
If catkins weren't for the wind.
Wang Xiaobo said: "It is not enough for a person to have this life. He should also have a poetic world. "
In winter, snow can enter poetry, wind can enter poetry, rain can enter poetry, and even a cup of tea, a song and a feeling can be felt. This winter, how can people not love?
The beauty of agility and vitality
Jueju
Don du fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
There is no vitality of spring flowers in winter, no elegant heart in summer, and no faint meditation of falling leaves in autumn. But its magnificent snow scene in Wan Li is incomparable in any season.
Are you amazed at the pure silence between heaven and earth, spotless and silent?
The Beauty of Xun Mei in the Snow
Walking on the beach, the snow is like plum blossoms.
Luzon benzhong
Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow.
It's great to like and dislike.
A nasty smell. Who knows?
Find the month of the south building.
I remember last year, when plum blossoms were in full bloom.
Nobody said anything about the past.
Who are you drunk for and who are you awake for?
I still hate leaving lightly.
Snow is the favorite in winter; Mei is Dong's confidant.
Looking for a wisp of incense, it is especially beautiful to see a piece of snow all over the sky in Anh Hong. We fall for Mei, and we should be like Mei. We can have no temper, but we definitely have backbone!
Beauty of indifference and detachment
Pick mulberry seeds and sing snowflakes on the plugs.
Qingnalanxingde
Non-caring and light, cold places are better.
Don't have a bud, it is not a rich flower in the world.
Who can cherish Xie Niang and wander the world after leaving?
The cold moon is sad, and the west wind is boundless in Wan Li.
One can't miss at least four kinds of scenery in one's life: bloom, fireflies, fallen leaves and winter snow.