Liu Changqing
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
Xue Jiang
liu zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone in the cold snow.
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Luo yin
It is said that the snow omen is a good year. What kind of good year will it be?
There is a poor man in Chang 'an, and I said there is no good snow.
Qinyuanchun, snow
Mao Zedong
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum.
The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
It must be sunny, wrapped in red makeup, especially enchanting.
There are so many beautiful women in this country,
Attract countless heroes to compete.
Unfortunately, Qin Shihuang, Han Wudi, literary talent is slightly inferior; Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu, slightly less civil servants.
Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.
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Han Yu
The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds.
Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees.
A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
(Tang)
The north wind swept the ground, the white grass was torn off, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Meng Jiao soup
Yimen Snow is for the owner.
Yimen poor people sing snow, Yimen rich people drink. The sound of wine idles in the snow pin,
The sound of snow is strong and sad. Sorrow and joy come and go, and the spring breeze in Wan Li moves willows.