Modern poems about light snow solar terms;
1, an incredible dream.
Suddenly I miss the snow in December and the purity of a man.
In a hurry, blooming in Leng Xiang.
Cross the chilling cold and squeeze into my moonlit night.
Na Yue comes from the north wind at sea.
Before I rise to my surging heart, I just ...
Layer by layer.
Injured by waves in the water. Painful and meticulous.
Hiding the wound, I began to be naive.
Suddenly the green of spring was forced out, and a winter snow broke out.
What a frightening and exciting adventure this is.
The grass began to suffocate, and the birds in the south left again.
I fell again and again, in this night full of meteors.
In fact, silvery white no longer exists, and that disappearance can make.
This man turns snow into water? Soul and body leave together.
In countless lost rivers.
Dreams still bloom in spring.
The children of the younger generation stared at the six petals of the past on the willow tip.
Get carried away, ridicule.
Xiaoxue's poems about solar terms;
2. The snow is still falling, and the moon is the evening breeze.
It's cold, the ground is cold, and the snow is still falling.
Winter came, the moon came out, and suddenly it was like a pear blossom.
Looking up at the starry sky, beautiful women are everywhere.
The bright moon is like water, but the old clouds don't float.
One night in Zita Law without leaving a trace, this kind of life is exciting.
Listen, who is sighing lightly?
Look, who is touching several times?
Sending amorous feelings in the falling snow, and giving plums to each other, just for more feelings.
The bright moon recalls that year, and the evening breeze sings softly, leaving only a clear spring.
A drop of water fell from the cloud. What is this?
The stairs leading to the rainbow are the most affectionate.
What if the evening breeze blows?
Think freely and feel warm.
I dreamed of your paradise last night and made a wish.
Today I compose music for you, and it's still the evening breeze.
1 1 Happy birthday, silent baby.
The scenery remains the same, and the evening breeze is gradually falling.
Silence is never lonely.
Xiaoxue's poems about solar terms;
It's snowing.
The earth is covered with snow,
My love is also buried in the snow.
Seeing snowflakes flying all over the sky,
There is always a cheerful impulse in my heart.
Standing quietly in the snow,
Listen to the sound of snowflakes falling,
It seems that I feel the sound of nature,
It can calm the restless mood;
The sun came out.
The sunlight melted the snow,
Love disappears quietly with the melting snow;
Silent sadness enveloped my heart,
Love is not that it never really comes,
Just buried in the snow,
Freeze it.
Unforgettable trauma,
Has been deeply imprinted in my memory,
The unspeakable pain made my cheeks wet with tears.
Essential tears are mixed with snow,
Fall on the silent ground,
Frozen by the cold of winter.
Looking forward to the arrival of spring,
Melt and warm that lonely and cold heart!