The ancient poems describing the heavy snow solar term are as follows:
1. Lu You's "Heavy Snow" The heavy snowfall has never been seen in the south of the Yangtze River, and it has just begun to be severe this year. Cleverly passing through the curtains is like looking for each other, and the desire is overwhelming under the weight of the forest shoots. I throw the felt stick to Lu and forget to sleep at night, and the golden stick immediately rises timidly in the morning. In this life, I laugh at my late success and fame, and daydream about the Yellow River being completely frozen.
2. Wen Tong's "Send the Chess Monk Wei Zhao" to learn the nine-chapter recipe, and recite a line of multiplication and division poems. He is naturally gifted with extraordinary skills, and he can compete with the enemy's masters. There is a couch and a stove in front of the window. When the snow is heavy on the house outside the door, I go over the old situation alone and make mistakes, and sneer at who the ancients allowed.
3. Fan Chengda's "Daxue Shuhuai" The heavenly general gave a wonderful reward and was happy, and he came to Guan Yuhan in the past. Looking for poems under the plum blossoms, riding a horse and sliding, leaning on the pine tops to drink wine in the cold building. Behind closed doors, I am worried about being a scoundrel. When I return home, my excitement is already at an end. Chatting with jade dust and adding stone cauldron, frying fish eyes and breaking dragon balls.
4. Li Bai's "Song of the Past" It is snowing in the mountains in May, but it is cold without flowers. I hear broken willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery. Fight with the golden drum at dawn, sleep with the jade saddle in your arms at night. I am willing to put my sword down from my waist to kill Loulan.
5. Li Xian used "Song of the Heavy Snow" to describe the clouds as miserable as the anger of the sky, the cold dragon shaking its mane and flying dry rain. The flowers in the jade garden are floating unevenly, and the wind in the Milky Way is shaking the sand. Thank you guest Pingxuan Yin did not stay, and suddenly lost sight of the vertical and horizontal road. It should be that Xihe was tired and fainted at dawn, and temporarily turned away from Yuanyuan and returned to Taisu.
6. Yuan Zhen's "Poetry of the Twenty-Four Qi: Snowy November Festival" The clouds have accumulated into heavy snow, and everything is chaotic and rainy. The jade tube sings in the cold night, and the book is draped in a crimson curtain at dawn. The yellow bell changes with the weather, and the eagle does not sing. No matter how common people are, they still cherish the twilight.