Poetry about winter

The quatrains-Du Fu

Two orioles sing green willows,

A line of white dew rose to the sky.

The window contains autumn snow in Xiling,

Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Ship.

Jiang Xue-Liu Zongyuan

There are no birds in the mountains,

A thousand roads without footprints.

A boat, a bamboo cloak,

An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.

Plum blossom-Wang Anshi

There are some plums in the corner.

Ling cold drives alone.

Even from a distance, they can't be mistaken for snow.

Because a fragrance comes with the breeze.

Poetry describing winter

Jiang Xue, the owner of Furong Mountain, stayed in the snow.

Liu Zongyuan

In the sunset, thousands of birds fly away in the distant mountains.

The weather is cold and the house is poor. A thousand roads without footprints.

Chai Men is in danger when he hears dogs barking.

Snowstorm returns at night. An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.

1. For example, this winter, it will be held in the west of the city. ("Du Fu: Military Vehicle Shop")

2. The autumn moon is covered with clouds, and the winter ridge is cold and pine. (Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons)

3. The neighbors in the south are even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed. (Lu You: The Storm on October 28th)

4. Make haste in winter tonight, and get older tomorrow. (Dong Sigong: "Shou Sui")

5. Sing autumn wind, buy wine and fly winter snow. (Wang Wei: "Four Qi Poems")

When the severe winter came, all the flowers disappeared. (Chen Yi: "Mei")

7. I don't know if the spraying has started recently, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum")

8. Children learn to be neighbors in winter, ignorant but precious. (Lu You: Autumn in the Suburb)

9. Every winter on the solstice in Handan, I am accompanied by a hug lamp. (Bai Juyi: Homesickness from Winter to Day and Night)

10. The weather and personnel are urging each other. The winter solstice is sunny and spring is coming again. (Du Fu: Xiao Zhi) Poems about Winter

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Poetry describing winter

winter

Winter is a quiet season.

Grandpa always sits by the wall alone in winter.

keep silence

Gentle hands holding sunshine.

Touching his walnut-old face

Like a kind mother

Touch a beloved child

Winter is the season of snow.

Snowflakes are like mysterious white butterflies.

There are many voices from distant heaven.

My grandfather is on a quiet snowy night.

Tell the story of his childhood.

He is as happy as a child.

My heart is full of infinite warmth.

It's like we're on a sad day.

Suddenly remembered the spring outing.

Actually, no one knows.

What's Grandpa thinking in winter?

But his story tells me.

He left his childhood and hometown.

Very, very far away ...

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Miss Wente Jiang Huazi

Actually, winter is beautiful.

The forest is clean and concise.

The sun set up camps everywhere.

The figure of children playing in front of and behind the mountain.

It also reminds people of the pergola.

The posture of loofah

In the sunshine of the dozing old man

Forgot to set up a sentry

Now you dive into the inland river

Sorrow is caught by the beating waves.

My riverbed is dry and cracked.

Deep into the blood of his ancestors

The bell struck dawn.

Rolling dewdrop

Lotus leaves are fresh and stretch in the wind.

Actually, winter is beautiful.

Nature takes off one coat after another.

Show the naked soul

Latent bone marrow in winter

You can listen to the sound of jointing in early spring.

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Silent Winter was published by Lin Jian on July 9, 2006 10: 18: 24.

It is very cold in winter.

Like a person who has lost his memory.

Patience. As before

Cold and quiet

No expression

Winter is pure.

Like a pure world.

White swan. It is carefree.

The wild escape made snowflakes.

Be widely discussed

Sparrows started up from dead branches.

The north wind got into warm clothes.

Cold loneliness is very important to life.

This is another kind of scenery.

In such a calm season

Fortunately, wind is a deep memory.

Start to let the tears crystallize little by little.

Winter always reminds people of something.

Or missed something.

When the fire is burning, I always feel that it can burn out.

In the past Many things need us to warm up.

In fact, love and life will be the same day by day.

quiet

Winter is a snowflake. let me ... ...

Learn to be grateful. Thank you for the breeze.

Bring me another kind of beauty in my life

Gently awakened my sleeping heart.

2005.2.3

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Winter in the south

In the rural areas in the south, what remains in the field after autumn is the scar scraped by the sickle.

Wait until the call of the spring breeze next year.

I began to conceive dreams again.

Maybe our lives are the same?

The scarecrow sprawled on the ground.

Purely organized and undisciplined

Past eyes can't sweep out their hearts.

Emptiness and anxiety

Growing old in the wind and rain is the most corrupt

There is no need to talk about health and achievement.

Maybe it's just a corner

You found it.

Bright and dazzling.

Stubbornly run counter to the season.

But it still ignites your inner weakness.

Hope to be strong

As usual, a piece of paper is flying in front of your eyes.

Maybe it doesn't mean anything.

At best, it shows a depressed rural scene.

But it has given many people life and hope.

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Winter night travel

Snowflakes are falling gently outside the window.

The bell of vespers rang for a long time.

The house is ready.

The table is full of rich banquets.

Only a few vagrants.

From the dark road to the gate

The tree of grace shines with golden light.

Suck the cold dew of the earth

The wanderer came in quietly.

Pain turned the threshold into stone.

In the clear and dazzling light

There is bread and wine on the table.

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"I love winter" Tang

I like winter,

That six-petal snowflake,

This is a gift from grandpa Dong.

I like winter,

The snowman made by the children,

It is the joy that Santa Claus brings us;

I like winter,

That snowy world,

It is a playground for children;

I like winter,

That colorful cotton-padded jacket,

Add color to the snowy world;

I like winter,

That white and flawless winter

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Winter rain

The first rain in winter

Gently, gently.

As thin as silk.

Ba Jiangnan shuixiang

It was a stroke.

A watercolor painting.

A wet poem

Bridge of this season

Autumn is out of sight.

A distant figure

Winter rain is like smoke and dreams.

But it still has the beautiful charm of autumn.

Weave a piece carefully and closely.

Gorgeous transparent coat

Cold winter

It is also full of romantic poetry.

Misty rain and fog

It's a blur.

The rhythm of singing.

Sneak into a dream

Clean green space

although

This season is gradually becoming desolate.

Depression and decadence

Come with the north wind

however

But I learned from this cool winter rain.

Read it.

A new preface in winter

Drop,

Winter snow falls gently on the branches,

The winter rain glided gently across the eaves.

In this silent midnight,

There are intoxicating sounds of nature,

I can't bear to sleep,

Don't give up your dream.

Hazy eyes through the hazy glass window,

Misty rain accompanied by misty snowflakes,

Dancing under the foggy street lights,

Embrace the earth quietly under the dim headlights.

Staying alone in the room with clothes on,

There is an inexplicable passion in my heart.

I really want to ~

I really want to melt into this rainy and snowy night.

So it's blowing in the wind,

Don't stay,

Without direction,

Forever ~

spring

Flowers are like new flowers in summer.

Turn to three seasons

You're still the same.

The breeze caresses your face, and the drizzle caresses your eyebrows.

Insomnia for three nights

I am a beauty.

Not pure or charming.

Concentrate for three seconds.

Be intoxicated with wine.

Come for you, stay awake for you

More than Sanqiu.

Memories smell better than cologne.

Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.

I have an appointment with Spring.

Peach blossoms are like rosy clouds, and fragrant grass spits new flowers.

Turn to three seasons

You're still the same.

The breeze caresses your face, and the drizzle caresses your eyebrows.

Insomnia for three nights

I am a beauty.

Not pure or charming.

Concentrate for three seconds.

Be intoxicated with wine.

Come for you, stay awake for you

More than Sanqiu.

Memories smell better than cologne.

Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.

Glad to be alive.

Because of you, I will always have a date.

The quatrains-Du Fu

Two orioles sing green willows,

A line of white dew rose to the sky.

The window contains autumn snow in Xiling,

Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Ship.

Jiang Xue-Liu Zongyuan

There are no birds in the mountains,

A thousand roads without footprints.

A boat, a bamboo cloak,

An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.

Plum blossom-Wang Anshi

There are some plums in the corner.

Ling cold drives alone.

Even from a distance, they can't be mistaken for snow.

Because a fragrance comes with the breeze.

Poetry describing winter

Jiang Xue, the owner of Furong Mountain, stayed in the snow.

Liu Zongyuan

In the sunset, thousands of birds fly away in the distant mountains.

The weather is cold and the house is poor. A thousand roads without footprints.

Chai Men is in danger when he hears dogs barking.

Snowstorm returns at night. An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.

Rain and snow disappear in January.

Tribal tiger: the appearance of snow; Speaking of which, it is still "gone with the wind". Hey; The heat of the sun. Yue: Auxiliary words have no substantive meaning.

The Book of Songs Xiaoya Jiaogong

Cold wind destroys trees, and first frost bears knots.

Jiao Zhongqing's Ancient Poems in Han Yuefu

It's sad at the end of the year, and it snows. If there is no hope, cock your ears and keep your eyes clean.

Sad: cold. Mimi: Dark. H: a little less. Objective: what that eye can see. Hao: White.

Tao Jin Yuanming's "Gui Mao's Works in Mid-December and His Brother's Respect"

The air difference of salting can be simulated, but if the catkins are because of the wind.

Xie Jin said, "Snow Poetry": "What is snow like? The difference between salt and air can be simulated, but catkins are not caused by wind. "

The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong and sad.

North wind: North wind. Strengths: violence. Sadness: biting.

Xie Lingyun, At the Age of Years in Southern Dynasties and Song Dynasty

The wind scares the bamboo, and the snow covers the mountains.

Xuan: Windows. Wind scares bamboo: Snow in the wind hits bamboo, making a rustling sound.

Tang Wang Wei's Memories of Hu Jushi's Snow House on a Winter Night

I don't know whether the court will open today or tomorrow, but people suspect that Hualin opened the court last night.

Shuo Bao: Snowflakes fall in the courtyard.

How to deal with the snow in the garden by Tang Song Wenzhi.

The sound of water swallows the ice, and the sand road is flat.

Don Liu Changqing's reward for Zhang Xia's hard work on his way back to the state on a snowy night.

A vine path is green, and a million snow peaks are clear.

Winter Returning to Laoshan by Tang Li Bai

It's cold in Whitestorm, and snowflakes are as big as hands.

Tang Libai mocked Li Yangwang for refusing to drink.

Snowflakes on the Yanshan Mountain, such as seats, blew down Xuanyuantai.

Xuanyuantai: It is said that the Yellow Emperor captured Chiyou.

Tang Li Bai's Popular in the North

The clouds are low and dusk, and the snow dances back into the air.

Return air: rotating wind.

DuDu Fu DuXue.

First frost is in rags, and his fingers can't be tied straight.

Point straight: fingers are stiff.

Tang Du Fu's Singing 500 Words from Beijing to Fengxian

Clouds and gulls dance, and geese fly against the wind.

No line: No line.

Tang Du Fu's "Sending Grandson Home on Winter Night"

It's freezing, the days are short and the wind and waves are calm.

Tang Du Fu's Nostalgia in Public Security

On the bamboo in the sunset and on the mountains in the snow.

Tang Hanyi's "Chu Zhu Shu Zhai Bi Hui Shu Zi Qian Yuan Wai Shi Lang County" (Zhang Jishi)

Who cut the snow on the ground into this smallpox?

Tang Hanyu's two poems "Li Hua": "Luoyang Garden is particularly crowded during the spring competition for luxury. Who will cut the snow on the flat ground into this smallpox? "

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.

Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

If winter is not cold, why can we see spring?

Cold: stern and dim eyes.

Tang Luwen's Meng Dong Pu Jin Guan He Zuo Ting

It is cold and blue, and the north wind is called withered mulberry. There is no crack in the thick ice, and there is cold light in a short day.

Shout: The wind is roaring.

Ode to Bitterness and Cold by Tang Meng Jiao

Only then did I see the dark clouds on the ridge and the snow on the rocks, which was shocking. Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds.

Qin Xue by Tang Yuanzhen

Liufeihua came into the room and sat watching the bamboo turn into Qiongzhi.

Six out: snowflakes are hexagonal, so they are called six out snowflakes. Qiongzhi: Bamboo branches are covered with snow like white jade.

Don Gao wrote Snow.

Knowing that it snows heavily at night, I can hear the sound of bamboo folding.

Tang Bai Juyi's "Night Snow": "The pillow is cold and the window is bright. I know it snows heavily at night, and I hear the sound of bamboo folding. "

Spinning the bead curtain over the powder wall is lighter than catkin and heavier than frost.

Write two sentences about the scene of snowflakes flying.

Two Snow Poems by Tang Li Shangyin

All the spring is frozen and swallowed up, and I sing the cold more seriously.

Swallow: The spring water is frozen and does not flow smoothly, which is described as sobs. Yin: Singing.

Liu Tang Jia's Ode to Bitterness and Cold: "I sing cold more seriously when the spring is frozen and swallowed. Leaning against Qiao Song in the middle of the night, I don't feel the snow cover. "

Three million Yulong was defeated, and black sheep and bones were flying all over the sky.

Yulong: Describe flying snow. Broken scales: describe snowflakes flying, such as scales falling one after another.

Song Huzai's last episode, Tiaoxi Fishing in Conghua, quoted Bird's poem Snow in Xiqing Poetry Talk.

Jiangshan is not a thousand miles away from jathyapple, and the world is selfless and jade Qian Qian

Jade: Jade.

Geng's Snow

The stream is deeply uncomfortable with snow, and the mountains are frozen and cloudless.

Sheng Xue Biao

The owner of Furong Mountain is in every snow.

At dusk, Cangshan is far away, it is freezing and the house is poor.

Chai Men hears dogs barking and returns on a snowy night.