Poems about foxes

1, the stream is cold at night? Li He [Tang Dynasty]

The white fox is windy to the moon, and the autumn cold sweeps the clouds and leaves the sky clear. Jade smoke is green and wet, and Yinwan turns east.

Xiting sleeps in heron dream, seeking glory, gentle and silent. Back to Cenfu-Dielong, singing songs to the guests layer by layer.

A white fox howled at the moon, the mountain wind echoed through the deep valley, and the cold autumn night swept away the clouds, revealing a quiet and clear sky; Wet smoke rises at the bottom of the valley, like a white marble pillar moving slowly, and the Milky Way flows eastward silently and continuously; There are sleeping herons by the stream, and wild geese in Ye Ting are dreaming. Only the stream flows quietly, and the gently splashing water whispers; The overlapping mountains are undulating and look like a winding Wolong. The night wind blows the bamboo forest and plays the flute for the guests outside the mountain.

2. Is there a fox? Pre-Qin era

The fox walked slowly on the stone bridge. I feel really bad. You are naked.

The fox walked slowly on the base shoal. I feel really bad. You didn't bring it.

The fox walked slowly, next to the ice house. My heart is really hard, and it hurts that you have no clothes.

On the bridge by the water, there is a fox courting alone. I am sad in my heart, but I am afraid that the man has no clothes to wear.

There is a fox courting alone, on the land where he can wade. I feel sad, but I'm afraid that man has no clothes to wear.

There is a fox courting alone by the water. I feel blue in my heart, but I'm afraid that man has nothing to wear.