Grass withered eagle eyes, light snow. (Wang Wei)
We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords. (Lu Lun)
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone; It's not snow in the distance, because there's a smell coming.
(Wang Anshi)
A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. (Liu Zongyuan)
Chai Men hears dogs barking and returns on a snowy night. (Liu Changqing)
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan. (Changling Wang)
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. (Li Bai)
Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind is blowing snow. (Gao Shi)
Outside the window is the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door. (Du Fu)
The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky. (Cen Can)
Until dusk, when the snow collapsed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind. (Cen Can)
Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. (Cen Can)
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. (Li Bai)
See how Mount Zhongnan soars, with white tops over clouds. (Zuyong)
Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? Snow blocked the blue horse. (Han Yu)
Zu Yong's View on Xuefeng in Central and South China
See how Mount Zhongnan soars, with white tops over clouds.
And the warm sky is open on the snow line, while the town in the valley is getting colder and colder.
A song "Snow White Farewells Tian Shuji Wu to Go Home"
The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
It enters the pearl shutters, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, and a cotton pad is thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The unfathomable ice in the sand sea, gloomy clouds and Wan Li condensation.
But let's drink to the guest who came home from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him.
Until dusk, when the snow collapsed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind.
We watched him walk eastward through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road.
Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.