Excellent modern poems describing winter

In winter, with heavy snow, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm and a crystal clear fairy tale world. The following is an excellent modern poem describing winter that I recommend to you. I hope you will learn something.

An excellent modern poem describing winter-fallen leaves in winter

The fallen leaves played Qiu Ge.

The wind leaves are cold and autumn.

In the most beautiful posture of a butterfly.

Resolutely bury youth

Memories of spring

Blooming red and floating fragrance

The shallow hum of bees

Sweet infatuation

The invasion of summer rain

Leave a scar of lightning

Let the moonlight kiss the crack in the tree

Hanging leaf soul with hairspring

A patch of snow in winter

Cut off sb.' s life

Feng Xiao San Wan Li

All kinds of fears

Excellent modern poems describing winter and winter

Wu

The faded grass is still frost,

Only 1 empty nest is left in the fallen tree.

The north wind blows on my cheek,

I don't know how many clouds are floating in the gloomy sky

The lovely child is counting the winds happily.

Traffic is still shuttling on busy roads.

There are red Spring Festival couplets in front of the jubilant house.

On a quiet night, I saw snow in my dream.

Excellent modern poems describing winter. That winter.

Hate listening to snow mounds

In the morning, I remember it clearly.

It's morning.

It is foggy and snowy.

I went up after delivering the birthday present.

A dog in front of me is on the highway.

Tread on plum blossoms

A flock of birds curled up.

Freeze high voltage line

No matter how high you stand, you can't see

Catkin and

pink

Cold is the only theme.

Snowflakes in winter

hold a funeral

The two lines of footprints I printed on the road are like tears.

In the melting of time after the new year

Not a trace.

Never trace it.

An excellent modern poem describing winter: the happiness of snowflakes.

Xu zhimo

If I were a snowflake,

Handsome in midair

I have to know my direction clearly-

Fly, fly, fly,-

This land has my direction.

Don't go to that cold valley,

Don't go to the desolate foothills,

I won't be disappointed in deserted streets-

Fly, fly, fly,-

You see, I have my direction.

Dancing in the air,

Identify quiet homes,

Waiting for her to visit in the garden—

Fly, fly, fly,-

Ah, she smells like cinnabar plum!

At that time, I relied on my lightness,

Yingying touched her skirt.

Close to her tender heart-

Dissolve, dissolve, dissolve-

Into her gentle heart!

Five Rare Excellent Modern Poems Describing Winter

Xu zhimo

Rare, the night is so quiet,

Rare, the fire is so warm,

It is even more rare to be silent.

A pair of lonely souls!

No camp, no comments,

Without vanity, suspicion and hatred,

Sitting quietly in front of the fire,

I can only silently count the lanes farther away.

Take a sip of water, my friend,

Moisturize chapped lips;

You add some coal, my friend,

A red flame. Thank you for your hospitality.

On a cold winter night, my friend,

People know how to cherish the rare furnace salary;

In the cold world,

Just condensed a few sympathetic hearts!