1. "Confronting the Snow" - Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty
When the six flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos turn into green branches. Now it's nice to go up to a tall building and look out, covering all the evil paths in the world.
When the poet sat in front of the window, admiring the snowflakes floating into the courtyard, the snowflakes turned the green bamboo poles outside the window into white twigs, and the whole world became brighter. Such snowflakes make the poet sigh with emotion, hoping that white snow can cover up all the ugliness in the world and make the world as white and beautiful as snow.
2. "Shanglin Chunling·Seeing Snow on November 30th" - Maopang, Song Dynasty
Butterflies are turning over the curtains for the first time to embroider, and thousands of jade girls are dancing on their sleeves. Falling flowers and flying catkins are in the mist, and I will always remember farewell to Baqiao. The strong fragrance will always leak out of the tent, and it will fill the earth and the moon will be deep and the clouds will be thick. The cold night is not close to Liusu, I only pity him and the plum blossoms in the back garden are thin.
In this poem, the poet uses a butterfly as a metaphor for flying snow, which is very moving. The butterfly had just turned over the embroidered curtain, and thousands of beauties spread their sleeves and danced together. The falling flowers and flying catkins are always recalling the scene after Baqiao parted ways.
3. "Qing Ping Le Snow" - Sun Daoxuan of the Song Dynasty
Long and leisurely. Be as light as possible. There was a rustle outside the window in the middle of the night. Mostly on plum-bordered bamboo. The Zhulou opens towards the dawn curtain. Six pieces of flowers are flying. Helplessly smoked by the furnace smoke, Tengteng supported the golden hairpin.
"Long and melodious, trying to be as light as possible." At dusk, the author saw snowflakes flying all over the sky. He described the snowflakes as melodious and light, which is very apt and expressive. At night, when I hear the sound of falling snow, I can imagine them perching on the bamboos above the plum trees. When it gets bright, I open the window and snowflakes fly in. But the smoker at home is too hot, and the snow suddenly turns into mist and covers the golden hairpin.