A poem describing the sadness of winter

1. The warm sunshine of autumn is immature, not as good as the wings of dandelions. The beginning of winter arrives as scheduled tomorrow, and there has been heavy snowfall in the north. The depth of winter is also unfathomable. For the first time, I want to stand strong and proud in the snowy wind. "The Pain of Winter" Author: Xiao Shanchun

2. Last night it was freezing gray and drizzling. The roaring wind near the sea is bone-breakingly cold. When Bo Yang gets drunk, another year will pass. It is extremely sad to live in a life of leisure and hardship. How difficult it is to find a boat and ride on the waves. I dare to be proud alone with Mei, and I will not give up until death. "Langtaosha·Winter" Author: Du Fu 2012

3. The light breeze blows across the three rivers, the leaves are covered with frost, and the moon is filled with frost. The sounds of autumn have faded away, and the winter colors emerge from the horizontal windows. The sparse shadows of plum blossoms play three tunes, the pine and snow fall, and the dusk clouds are low. Dye with dark fragrance.

Secret fragrance, secret fragrance, mistaken for a foreign land. The sky is on one side and the water is on the other side. Hope and hope, hope can not be seen clearly, eyes full of vicissitudes of life. Only the shadow of an empty building, where can I say desolation? The rest of the quiet heart is added to the wine, and the tears are drunk, and the body is full of sorrow and drunk. "Jiangcheng Plum Blossoms - Winter Sorrow" author: Lianyuhuashi

4. Autumn wind, autumn leaves, autumn nights and autumn mood give autumn, winter plums, winter snow, winter spirits are approaching winter. It hurts each other, hurts this, hurts my thoughts, hurts my emotions, and makes me burst into tears. "Tears in Autumn and Winter" author: Love Tears and Think Rain

5. In the late winter in the north, the fierce wind blows on the face, and the earth is full of drunkenness, tiredness and sound sleep. "The End of Winter in the North" Author: Yang Luo

6. In the end of winter in the North, in the early morning, there are little birds in confusion. The old Taoist has spread the dust wantonly. In debauchery, rendering, dusk under the street lamp. "The Last Winter in the North" Author: Yang Luo

7. The wind and sand blow by, the freezing rain falls, who carries my lovesickness in the winter melody? Looking at these lamps, I am warming myself by the fire. The white curtain is beginning to fade, which is the melancholy caused by infatuation. "The Melancholy of Winter" Author: Yuanmengren

8. This winter, I regard you as the girl I love most. I bloom my attachment in the snowflakes, but you are not happy. Full of sorrow. If there are no flowers this winter, love will be gone. Childhood feelings will not come back. How can the fireworks after the rain ring all over the sky? I'm tired, I'm hurt. My trembling hands were wrapped around my body, my head was lowered into my arms, and I was running around with sorrow all over the sky.

"Ride all over the sky with sadness in winter"