Complete Poems and Ancient Poems Describing Winter Snow: Plum Blossoms, the Lord of Furong Mountain on a snowy day, Night Snow, After Snow in the Mountain, a suggestion for a friend Liu, Bai Xuege's farewell to Tian's secretary Wu's hometown, Dui Xue,
Jiang Xue 1
Author: Liu Zongyuan.
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
2. "plum blossom"
Author: Wang Anshi.
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
3. Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow
Author: Liu Changqing.
The sun is far away, and the house is poor in cold weather.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
4. It snows at night
Author: 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.
5. Xue Mei
Author: Lu Meipo.
Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring, and the poet pavilion commented on the pen fee.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
6. After the snow in the mountains
Author: Zheng Xie.
Opening the door in the morning is full of snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are light and the sun is cold.
There is no drop of plum blossom frozen on the eaves, which is a kind of loneliness.
7. A suggestion for my friend Liu
Author: Bai Juyi.
There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a ray of red in the quiet stove.
With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?
8. A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Author: Cen Can.
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.
9.it snows
Author: Du Fu.
Most of the people crying on the battlefield are the ghosts of the newly killed soldiers, only the old people who are sad to write poems.
At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind.
The gourd is discarded, the wine vessel has no wine, and the stove is red.
The news of the front-line battle and the news of his wife and sisters are unknown. Sadness sits in the air with his hands in the air.
10, Pavilion Night
Author: Du Fu.
Although the daylight in winter is shorter on the elemental scale, it is cold and snowy at the end of the world.
Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains.