The ancient poems about the Xiaohan solar term are as follows:
1. The snow is dancing in the sky, and the grass is covered with yellow branches. The sun shines brightly, the rivers are warm, and the flowers in the tea village bloom wildly. ——Wang Zusheng's "Xiao Han Yin"
2. The old man in Yin is suspicious of the dragon fighting, but the wind is high and the sea is flying. The withered canopy does not rest on its own, and the returning birds compete to rely on each other. The seasons are frightening, and life is open. Lamentations to my wife, my way is also a cow's clothing. ——Liu Chang's "Warming up Xiaohan with Huang Zi"
3. The harsh winter accompanies Xiaohan, and the cool weather makes the New Year fun. The snow falls and the clouds land, and the lake reflects the sky. I can hear the crisp willows beside the village, and I can see the smoke from the cooking pots in the streets. Mu Leng was eager to return, so he whipped his horse to return. ——Zhan Zaixing's "Little Cold"
4. The rats and cattle have arrived, but the little cold demon has not been seen. The mountain is directly connected to the sky, and the pavilions are close to the ancient bridge. The leaves are withered and entangled in the waves, and the peaks are far away at dusk. It has its own natural laws, and the heart returns to the elegant and beautiful time. ——Xiang Xueyun's "Yin of Xiaohan"
5. The warm sun and cool breeze accompany me when I travel, and the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan is in front of my eyes. The flowers and grass are green beside the stream, making Xiaohan the beginning of autumn. ——Zheng Yuling, "Xiaohan Enters the South of the Yangtze River"
6. A charming girl with a pure heart, a little light yellow and spring like sweet wine. The drifting rain returns to the wind, and the clouds are also dripping with red. Yanling is fragrant and cold, chasing dreams and hanging shadows of the Tang and Song Dynasties. On the top of the building in the state of Wei, there are frost marks in the state of Chu and hooks in the state of Jin. ——Fan Shiyin "Jialan Yanling Yue Mei Du Xiaohan"
7. The thin willows sway casually, the cold is soaring and the late sun is setting. Silver snakes and wax elephants brave the winter snow, and magpie nests are full of branches. The bamboos hanging with pearls swayed on the ice, and the pines stood tall on the mountains. The plum blossoms are blooming and the north wind is roaring in the wild ridge. It just so happens that today is Xiaohan. ——Yu Yuancai's "Xiaohan Festival"
8. The pavilion should be far away during Xiaohan, as the forest is deserted and windy at night. Outside the autumn scenery in the distant mountains, the sound of rain falls on a single tree. Thinking of the differences in the three births, my heart is broken and the world is the same. This country is not sacred to me and can be circulated at will. ——Wang's "Ode to Autumn Hope in a Dream"
9. Xiao Han connects with Dalu, and magpies build new nests. Scavenging for food in the meanders of the river, carrying purple treetops in its mouth. The frost eagle is near the northern head, and the pheasant is hiding in the grass. Don’t blame Yan Ningqie, spring and winter are at the intersection of the first lunar month. ——Yuan Zhen's "Ode to the Twenty-Four Qi Poems - Xiaohan December Festival"
10. Thousands of miles of ice and snow cover, and thousands of ports are blocked. Yesterday I pruned some peaches and pruned some trees, and plum blossoms suddenly bloomed overnight.
——Zuo Heshui's "Xiaohan"