On the Names of Cool Poems

An ancient poem about winter 1. "Tang? Liu Zongyuan, there are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. 2. "Qin Xue" Tang? Yuan Zhen was shocked to see dark clouds gathering on the ridge and snow falling on the rocks. Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds.

3. Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian Wu's return to Tang Beifeng to fold the white grass, and eight In the snow passed the Tatar Day. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people. The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. 4, "The Lord of Furong Mountain in the Snow" Don Liu Changqing The sunset is far away from Cangshan Mountain, and the cold light is white. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. 5, "Looking at the South Snow Peak" Tang Zuyong looks at the South Mountain, above the white clouds. After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly. 6, "Jiang Xue" Liu Tang Zongyuan Baishan has no birds and no footprints. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. 7. "A suggestion for my friend Liu" Tang Bai Juyi "The old bottle has a glimmer of green, and the static furnace has a little red". It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? . 8, "Plum Blossoms" Wang Song Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling opened it alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. 9, "Northern Fashion" Tang Li Bai Candle dragon lived in poverty, and his glory was still open. Why don't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind is angry with the sky. Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai. You miss your wife in December. Stop singing and laugh. Looking at the pedestrians by the door, it's sad to miss the Great Wall. Don't mention the sword to save the side, leave this tiger, gold, shovel, shovel. There are white arrows in the forest, and spiders make webs for dust. The arrow is not empty, people die today and never come back. I can't bear to see this thing, it has burned to ashes. The yellow river can hold soil, and the north wind hates rain and snow. 10, "Especially Dong Da" Tang Gaoshi traveled thousands of miles in Huang Yun, and the north wind blew geese and snow in succession. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? 1 1, Song of the Frontier, Don Lulun, in the high moonlight, the geese are soaring, and the chief Tatar is fleeing in the dark. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. 12, "Winter Night" Don Cen Can's sweat and frost blow the world, and there is no business in hot springs and fire wells. Zeguo dragons and snakes are frozen, and Nanshan is sparse. 13, "Winter Night Answer" Tang Baorong is so cute in winter, it is better to leak more at night. Fortunately, in the frost and dew, the horses and chariots have been frozen. It's not the year of ploughing, weeds will defeat millet. Don't leave each other alone, birds and mice will move their nests. Seeing the heart alone, the frost protects the soft rose. If so, what's the point of leaving grace? Because of the memory of his wife, a word is heavy. Chu Jian in the breeze, Yan Ge for my son. 14, "Early Winter" Tang Bai Juyi In October, the weather in the south of the Yangtze River was fine and the cold light was like spring flowers. Frost doesn't kill grass, but desert sand dries at first. Old zhe leaves are as yellow as tender trees, and cold cherry branches are as white as wild flowers. At this time, I envy idle people drunk, and there is no reason for five horses to enter the restaurant.