Really bitter cold for a long time, people do not want to move, look around, the world is safe, people and everything are integrated, and heaven and man are one. After a while, a crow spread its wings and crossed the sky, like a bright flash at night, doubting the spirit of nature.
I thought sadly, "What's the difference between a busy bird and a person?" ? Everyone is eating, but people's temperament is distorted by eating, and birds can still enjoy flying for food. What fun? "I can't answer. The purity of snow has been praised by people since ancient times, and there are more than 10 thousand poems about the scenery of snow. However, I only love one of them, and the book is here to enjoy with you. " Xue Rui flutters like goose feathers, and the catkins are full of Qiong Yao.
But see, Leng Yue star birds flying, crows flapping their wings to feed. Passers-by got lost on Yangguan Road, and Pulsatilla crossed the Xun Mei Bridge in the snow.
Mountains and rivers, lift up your eyes and see, drift away and swing. Clouds cross the rugged roads in Qinling Mountains, whitewashing the old grass and fragrant grass in Nanyang.
There seems to be a jade dragon suddenly turning around in the sky, and the wine flag of Xinghua Village flutters up and down with the wind. "
2. Ask senior experts to introduce some ancient poems about snow to me, and tell me something about them.
Snowflakes are flying in front of the window, and I sit at the window and watch the green bamboo become as white as white. Now look up to the sky and cover up the evil ways in the world.
Chun Xue Han Yu
The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds. Snow comes in late spring, which means the flowers in the courtyard are flying.
Zu Yong's View on Xuefeng in Central and South China
Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud. 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.
A song "Snow White" sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
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.
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.
Don't move, senior.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you.
Xue Luxun
The rain that warms the country has never turned into a cold, hard and brilliant snowflake. Well-informed people think he is monotonous. Does he feel unhappy? The snow in Jiangnan is very beautiful. That's the news of youth that is still looming, and it's the skin of a very strong virgin. In the snowfield, there are blood-red camellias, single-petal plum blossoms with dark green in white and wintersweet with dark yellow chin; There are cool green weeds under the snow. Hu Die did not; I really can't remember whether bees come to collect honey from camellia and plum blossoms. But my eyes seem to see flowers blooming in the snow in winter, and many bees are busy flying. I can hear their buzzing sound.
Children's hands, red with cold, are like purple bud ginger, and seven or eight of them get together to make snow arhats. Because it was unsuccessful, whose father also came to help. Lohan is much taller than children, although it is only a bunch of small tops and big bottoms, and finally it is unclear whether it is a gourd or a Lohan; But it's white and bright, and it's glued together with its own water, and the whole ground shines. The children made his eyes with longan seeds and stole rouge from his mother's powder and put it on his lips. This time it's really a big arhat. He just sat in the snow with burning eyes and red lips.
The next day, several children came to see him and asked him. By the way, he clapped his hands, nodded and smiled. But he finally sat alone. Sunny days come to soothe his skin again, and cold nights freeze him and turn him into opaque crystals; The continuous sunny days made him wonder what it was, and the rouge on his mouth gradually faded.
However, after the northern snowflake flies, it will always be the same as powder and sand. They will never stick together and scatter on the house, the ground and the hay. That's it. The snow on the house has already been digested because the fire in the house is warm. In addition, on a sunny day, a whirlwind suddenly came. It flew vigorously, shining brightly in the sun, like a fog with flames, spinning and rising, permeating space; Let the space rotate, rise and twinkle.
In the boundless wilderness, under the cold sky, the shining soul of rain is spinning and rising. ...
Yes, it is lonely snow, dead rain, the soul of rain.
3. Self-created classical Chinese about snow, the teacher wants to write, anxious that one winter, heavy snow suddenly visited and felt the beauty of heaven and earth, fluttering like goose feathers all over the sky.
Really bitter cold for a long time, people do not want to move, look around, the world is safe, people and everything are integrated, and heaven and man are one. After a while, a crow spread its wings and crossed the sky, like a bright flash at night, doubting the spirit of nature.
I thought sadly, "What's the difference between a busy bird and a person?" ? Everyone is eating, but people's temperament is distorted by eating, and birds can still enjoy flying for food. What fun? "I can't answer. The purity of snow has been praised by people since ancient times, and there are more than 10 thousand poems about the scenery of snow. However, I only love one of them, and the book is here to enjoy with you. " Xue Rui flutters like goose feathers, and the catkins are full of Qiong Yao.
But see, Leng Yue star birds flying, crows flapping their wings to feed. Passers-by got lost on Yangguan Road, and Pulsatilla crossed the Xun Mei Bridge in the snow.
Mountains and rivers, lift up your eyes and see, drift away and swing. Clouds cross the rugged roads in Qinling Mountains, whitewashing the old grass and fragrant grass in Nanyang.
There seems to be a jade dragon suddenly turning around in the sky, and the wine flag of Xinghua Village flutters up and down with the wind. "
4. Don't recite 1 by describing snow in classical Chinese. It turns out that Shi Yang was 40 years old when he met Cheng Yi and Luo Yu. One day he saw Yi, sat down and couldn't stand up in the right seat. When he felt it, the snow outside the door was already a foot deep. 2. Original: In December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, I lived in the West Lake. It snowed for three days and the lake froze. It is white from top to bottom. The shadow on the lake is only the trace of the long bank, just a little bit of the pavilion in the middle of the lake. There are only two or three people on board. On the gazebo, two people sat opposite each other, and a boy's shochu stove was boiling. I was overjoyed and said, "How can there be such a person in the lake!" Yu Yu drinks with him. Yu Qiang drank three glasses without saying goodbye. When asked what his surname is, he is from Jinling and a guest here. When he got off the boat, Zhou Zi muttered, "Don't say Xiang Gong is stupid, there are more idiots like Xiang Gong!" .
5. The ancient poem about snow, Yanshan snowflake, as big as a seat, just blew down XuanYuanTai. Comments: Bold and unrestrained, extremely exaggerated. This is Li Bai's typical poetic style. -Tang Li Bai's Popular North. But I feel like splashing water, and I don't know that the courtyard has been piled with salt. Comments: Lying in bed at night suddenly feels chilly, but I don't know the snow all over the yard. Although I sing snow, I won't show it. It's really amazing. -such as spring breeze, night comes, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees, Du Fu in Tang Dynasty. Comments: The metaphor is novel and amazing. -Judge Bai Xuezan Shangwu returned to Jingtang. Mei's snow is white, but it loses a fragrance to Mei. ———————— Lu Songmei's "Notice" Sitting and watching six flowers fly into the house, bamboo became a beautiful branch. So "six fruits" is the process of snowflakes. —— The pearl curtain of Dui Xue, a high-profile piece in the Tang Dynasty, spun over the powder wall, which was lighter than catkin and heavier than frost. ——— Li Shangyin's "Snow" in the Tang Dynasty jathyapple is not thousands of miles away, and there is Qian Qian's selfless jade in the world. ——————— Huang Geng's Snow in the Yuan Dynasty only saw dark clouds on the ridge, and the snow was already very shocking. Flowers bloom for a while. -* * "Winter Cloud" 1, the snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow is missing a piece of Mei Xiang. (Lu Meipo). Snow is like plum blossom, and plum blossom is like snow, all of which are exotic flowers and exotic grasses (Lv Benzhong) 3. A few plums in a corner, Ling alone; I know from a distance that it is not snow, because there is a faint fragrance floating (Wang Anshi). 4. Only when I saw the dark clouds on the ridge, I was shocked that the snow on the rock was like dust; There are thousands of peaks and valleys in Yushu, and thousands of trees in Wan Yun. (Yuan Zhen) 5. When the flying flower enters the room, sit down and watch the bamboo turn into lovely branches (high article) 6. Then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only the footprints (Cen Can). Where is home in Yunheng Qinling Mountains? Snow hugs the horse back (Han Yu) 8. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees (Cen Can) 9. The snow disappeared. Xuanyuantai 1 1 was blown down one after another, and it was cold in Whitestorm. Snowflakes started (Li Bai) 12, Yulong lost three million, and the black sheep of his family were scattered all over the sky (works by Bird) 13. Snow was falling outside the curtain, and the fragrance was still burning. Sitting alone at night is tiring and far away. Bit by bit, it fell into the tile ditch silently. They all disappear like jade dust, and half of them are still flowing with borneol. The light contains the clear sky garden, and the light surrounds the royal building. The flat land has been wetted by extra feet, and the rich should wait for it in the good years. 15, when I came out of the mountain, the clouds and snow in Lulun left the mountain and Wan Li, and I never lived at the highest peak again. I can't go back to earth for the time being, but I will meet you again in a foreign land in Chang 'an.1000 The snow is as light as a horseshoe. (Wang Wei: hunting) 17, we chased them, and the horses were lightly loaded, and our bows and swords were burdened with snow. (Lu Lun: Sai) 18, a boat, an old man in a bamboo cloak, fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 19, Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. () The isolated city overlooks Yumen Pass. (Wang Changling: Seven Songs of Joining the Army) 2 1, I want to cross the Yellow River, but I want to freeze the ferry and climb the snow-capped mountains. (Li Bai: it is hard to go) 22. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. (Gao Shi: "Biedongda") 23. The window contains Xiling Snow. Pei Yizhi, Snow in Los Angeles, Zhou Shi, 26. Snow is too late for spring, and wearing a tree is a flying flower. Don? Chun Xue of Han Yu 27. I don't know whether Xia Ting will fall today, but people suspect that Hualin started last night. Kim? Xie Daowen's Ode to Snow 28. I don't care if I spend all my days, I'll seal him up. Song? Yang Wanli, Looking at Snow, 29. Miyagi Corps returned to Yan Guang and was broken into pieces during the day. Li He's Music Speech in December? 1 1 On the 30th of the month, Qiong Yao was everywhere, and you were rewarded. Song? Xin Qiji's Snow in the Profile 3 1, with thousands of bamboo shoots and pineapples. Yuan Zhen's Qin Xue 32. When the birds scattered, a flock of birds were falling. Song? Sima Guang's Snow Deng Jipu Xian Pavilion 33. One night in the fairy mountain, the jade dragon is cold and the pear tree is old. Don? Lv Yan's Sword Painting this Poem in Xiangyang Snow' 34. There are jade butterflies flying all over the sky, and it is not too difficult for the valley to hinder the oriole. Chinese; 35. Jade flowers fly in the middle of the night and waves dance next year. Song? Su Shi's Happy Snow in Hotan and Guo Bo.
6. Snow in ancient poems or poems describing snow is 1. The grass withers and the eagle is anxious, and the snow is light.
(Wang Wei: Hunting) 2. We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords. (Lu Lun: Song of Xia Sai) 3. I know from a distance that it's not snow, because it smells good.
(Wang Anshi: plum blossom) 4. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night.
(Liu Changqing: Lord of the Lotus Mountain in the Snow) 6. Qinghai has a long haul of dark snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. (Wang Changling: Seven Songs of Joining the Army) 7. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain.
(Li Bai: "Difficult to Go") 8. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, it's daytime, and the north wind is blowing snow. (Gao Shi: "Don't move big") 9. Outside the window is the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door.
(Du Fu: quatrains) 10. The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky. ("Snow White Farewells Tian Wu Gui") The north wind rolls white grass, and eight In the snow crosses Tatar Day.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom. Scattered into the bead curtain, it is wet Moro, a fur coat feels very cold, and a cotton pad is as thin as a cicada.
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.
See how Mount Zhongnan soars, Zuyong, with a white head above the 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.
Liu He was drifting in the snow and wandering in the air. You look like a flower, but it's in the east of Los Angeles.
Liu Zongyuan, there are no birds in the mountains, and there are no footprints in the thousand paths; A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. The ancients wrote a poem about scenery: "See Luofu in the snow, Yufeng rises, Fushan belongs to the village, and people live in plum blossoms."
Bodhisattva Man (Li Qingzhao) broke the sound and returned to the flood, and the snow in the back window fell straight. The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp.
The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow. Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold.
The snow outside Shen Pei's curtain began to float, and the emerald fragrance was still burning. Sitting alone at night, people are very tired and far away, and dreams are more lonely.
Du Fu in Tang Dynasty: Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets rise to the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
"Xue Mei" (two) Lu Meipo and Xue Mei refused to surrender for the 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.
There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without plum customs. The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.
Li Jie heard Dong playing the flute and saw that it was composed by Mrs. Cai, who had already sung eighteen verses one by one. "。 Hearing this, the conference semifinals were filled with tears, and the grass was wet. Han made pork liver sausage for Guike.
The border town is full of smoke, the grassland is overcast and the snow is falling. Brush the strings first, and then brush the horns and feathers. Autumn leaves in the suburbs are shocked [sad] [sad] Dong Fuzi knows that the gods and demons come from the depths of pine trees and eavesdrop.
Very handy to slowly knead the fast dial, and the reciprocating gyration seems to contain emotions. The voice of the mountain birds scattered and gathered, and the song was as dark and clear as Wan Yun.
A fledgling wild goose falls behind, weeping for its flock, a Tatar child weeping for his loving mother, then the river waves calm down and the birds sing silently. It seems that Princess Wusun is far away from home, like Princess Xu Wencheng's feud.
The pipa is melodious and free, like a strong wind blowing wildly, and the rain falls on the tiles. Like the rustle of spring, the rustle of trees, and the singing of wild deer.
Chang 'an City is adjacent to the Intermediate People's Court, and the palace gate is in the center of the palace. Fang Guan is not fettered by fame and fortune, and longs for Alice's play day and night.
"Song of Running Horse River Farewell to General Feng of the Western Expedition" Author: I didn't see you, I was traveling in the snow, and the yellow sand flew into the sky from the desert. On the night of the ninth month, there was a cold wind blowing in the wheel tower and the valley, and the valley was full of broken boulders like pecking rice, which went down and forward with the wind.
Despite the dust, the Tatar horse fat, the west of the Jinshan Mountain, and the gathering of smoke and dust, Oh, general of China's army, start your campaign! . Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers March with rumbling weapons! And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife.
The sweat of snow evaporates on horseback, freezing the pattern of five-flowered coins, your challenge from the camp, and the ink bottle from the ice. It has cooled the heart of the barbarian leader, and you will no longer need a real battle! And military adviser Simon attended the ceremony.
Du Fu's "Pavilion Night" When the day in winter becomes shorter on the elemental scale, it is the cold night of the end of the world. Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains.
Wild cries and smells of war, I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn. Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world. ..
Wild hope Du Fu's three towns of Xiyue are white, and South Lake's water shines on the long bridge. After years of war in China, several brothers have been unable to hear from each other; It's a long way from each other, and I'm the only one, right?
Instead, they will hand over the bodies of Gemini in the light of late autumn; So far, not a drop of merit has repaid the wise Huang Sheng. I travel by horse alone, and my horizons are often wide. The world economy is in recession, which is unimaginable.
Yuan Zhen was shocked to see the mountains covered with dark clouds and the rocks drifting like dust. Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds. When Gao Pian came into the room with six flying flowers, he sat there and watched the bamboo turn into slender branches. Outside Ouyang Xiu's door, the snow disappears, Qian Shan is green, and the riverside is sunny in February. The snow in Mei Xu Xun was originally white, but it lost a piece of Mei Xiang.