The snowstorm came again at night.
(Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow")
We chased them, with light horses,
Our bows and swords are covered with snow.
(Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun)
3. Count the plums in the corner.
Ling cold drives alone.
It's not snow from afar,
Because of the faint fragrance.
(Wang Anshi: Plum Blossom)
A boat, a bamboo cloak,
An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
(Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
The snow in spring comes too late.
Therefore, the tree is a flying flower.
(Han Yu "Chun Xue")