Thousands of forests are sweeping away pornography, and only Furong is alone.
It's called frost resistance, but you'd better think it over.
The leaves of the trees in the forest are all swept into a pile of yellow leaves by frost, and only hibiscus is blooming alone. It is not a hollow name to call hibiscus an anti-freezing flower. Think about it carefully, its flowers will bloom in late autumn, frost will invade the dew, but it is rich and beautiful, occupying the autumn wind and clearing the air. Compared with other flowers, it is most appropriate to call them frost-resistant flowers.
2. Go upstairs in the autumn night, looking south into Shixing County Road-Author: Zhang Jiuling
In quicksand, the sky crystal is frosted first.
How far is Tianjin Road when you look at the threshold for a long time?
Thinking about the outside world, I hope the clouds are full.
What can I do if I don't talk about myself?
I'll whisper which cloud floats with the flowers.
The horse crouched, and the caged bird thought of the distant sign.
At the age of 20, it is cloudy and empty at night.
Things are rare, and physical fatigue is close to fame.
Looking in, I feel that today is, and I sigh when it will be flat.
The water on the road is reduced, exposing the beach, which is the crystallization of the first frost sky. Looking at the railing, the road is affectionate. I want to cross the mountains and watch all the clouds happen. Most things in the DPRK are powerless, and unremitting efforts have not succeeded. My old white sideburns are floating in the cool breeze. Who said it was an official's colorful crown tassel?
The horse tied to the trough was tied, curled up and unable to straighten, and the caged bird that was not free missed the long journey. The end of the year is approaching dusk (the year will be old), wandering around in vain day and night. The value of things lies in their own feelings, and the reason for physical and mental fatigue lies in their love of pursuing fame. Introspection: Resignation is the right way. Looking back, sigh when it is fair.
3, "The Fisherman Proud of Qiu Si"-Author: Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.
The border scenery in autumn is completely different, and the geese flying to Hengyang have no nostalgia. From all directions, the wailing of the border earth sounded with the horn, in the mountains. Twilight is heavy, the mountains are setting, and the gates of the isolated city are closed. After drinking a cup of old wine, I miss my hometown thousands of miles away and have a lot of thoughts. Thinking of the uneven border and unfinished business, I don't know when I can return to my hometown.
The flute of Qiang people is melodious, and first frost is everywhere. It was late at night, and the soldiers couldn't sleep. The generals and soldiers were stained white by frost and snow, so they had to cry silently.
4. Night parking near Fengqiao? /Night Park Fengjiang-Author: Zhang Ji
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
The moon sets, crows crow and the sky is cold. They sleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river. In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing at midnight reached the passenger ship.
5, "Frost Moon"-Author: Li Shangyin
Just beginning to hear the chirping of the southern geese, the chirping of cicadas has disappeared, and I climbed to the top, looking as far as I can, and the water is natural.
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
No sooner had I heard the chirping of geese traveling to the south than the chirping of cicadas disappeared. I climbed a building 100 feet high, and at first glance, water and sky were connected. In the middle of the month, the frost goddess Qingnv and Chang 'e are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and beautiful in the cold and frost.