1. Poems about winter in hometown
Poems about winter in hometown 1. Poems about missing hometown in winter
(1) "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" Li Bai< /p>
There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown.
(2) "Spring Outlook" by Du Fu
The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of greenery in spring.
I feel the flowers splashing with tears when I feel sad, and I hate the birds that are leaving.
The war continues for three months, and letters from home are worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.
(3) "Odd Book on Returning to Hometown" by He Zhizhang
The pronunciation of the young boy who left home and the eldest brother returned to his hometown has not changed. The hair on the sideburns
Children don’t know each other and laugh at where the guests come from
(4) "Changgan Song" Cui Hao
"Where is the Jun family?" "Where do you live? I live in Hengtang." I stopped the boat to ask, maybe I am from the same hometown.
My home is close to the Jiujiang River, and I come and go on the side of Jiujiang. We are both from Changgan, and we have not known each other since childhood."
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(5) "Yellow Crane Tower" Cui Hao
People in the past have gone on the Yellow Crane, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here.
Once the Yellow Crane is gone, the white clouds Thousands of years of empty space.
The Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is luxuriant and the Parrot Island is luxuriant.
Where is the hometown at dusk? The Yanbo River makes people sad
(6) "Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th" Wang Wei
Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.
Knowing from afar that my brothers are climbing high, they are everywhere There is one less person to plant dogwood.
(7) Acacia Wang Wei
Red beans grow in the southern country, and when spring comes, a few branches will appear.
I advise you to pick more, this is the most lovesick thing. .
(8) Crossing the Sangganjia Island
It has been ten frosts in the guest house and the state, and I remember Xianyang day and night.
I crossed the Sanggan River for no reason, but Wang Bingzhou is my hometown
(9) "Looking at the mountains with the Master Haochu and sending relatives to Beijing" Liu Zongyuan
The sharp mountains by the sea are like swords, and autumn is everywhere cutting the heart of sorrow.
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(10) Autumn Thoughts in Zhangji
Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang city, I want to write a book about it. Thousands of weights.
I can’t tell you the story in a hurry, and the traveler has to go to Kaifeng before departure
(11) The night rain sends a message to Li Shangyin in the north
The return date has not been announced. , the night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond.
Why should *** cut off the candles from the west window, but talk about the night rain in Bashan.
(12) The sky is pure, the sand horse is far away
Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people’s homes, west wind and thin horses on the ancient roads, the setting sun, heartbroken people at the end of the world
(13) Sauvignon Blanc Bai Juyi
Bian The water flow, the Bian water flow, the Si water flow, flows to the ancient ferry in Guazhou. Wushan is a little sad. I miss you for a long time, hate for a long time, and my hate will not stop until I return. People lean on the building in the bright moon.
(14) Long Acacia Li Yu
One layer of mountains, two layers of mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, the water is cold, I miss the maple leaves. The flowers are blooming, the flowers are withered, the wild geese are flying high, and the people have not returned, a curtain of wind and moonlight is idle.
2. Sentences describing the winter scenery of my hometown
Spring is mild, summer is passionate, autumn is noble, but winter is cold and glamorous.
Winter is a cold killer who kills many cute little creatures. He made the flowers wither, the grass wither, and the fallen leaves wither. Look, all the leaves of the poplar fell off overnight. From a distance, it seemed like a golden wave rolling up and down. Listen, the flowers are blowing in the wind. The sound of sighing and the words of the grass crying under the moon are so helpless and sad. The birds heard their sighs and cries. I hid in the south where there is no winter.
But winter is also a gentle girl. She puts ruddy color on the rising sun and covers the earth with white gauze. Look, the rising sun in the blue sky turns red like a drunkard’s face. Appeared behind the tree. Its brilliance shines on the earth and brings a touch of warmth to people. The country roads are covered with white frost, making a rustling sound under people's feet.
Winter is an old man in his dying years. His steps are staggering, he has experienced vicissitudes of life, and suffered from wind and snow, but he still does not change his love for nature. You see, the wheat seedlings that survive the winter are full of... The quilt he covered himself with and the trees under the fallen leaves were the winter fertilizers he insisted on cultivating. The fields where pests were infested were the pesticides he applied. He made the pines greener and the winter plums more fragrant. Make the sky higher and the earth further. People are stronger. He dedicated his best to the world without any reservations about himself. When the footsteps of spring gradually approached, he left so decisively, giving his hope and wishes to the new generation. year.
In winter, no matter how you appear in front of us, you are the most stunning, the most beautiful, and the most memorable.
Winter snow - suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom.
Winter plum blossoms - it’s not just a bone-chilling cold that makes the plum blossoms smell fragrant.
Winter scenery - the bank is waiting for the willows to bloom, and the mountains are cold and the plum blossoms are blooming.
Winter night - all the flowers of the year are harvested, but the sun is withered in the winter night.
The winter wind——sending snow in the distance, rustling away the smoke of travel.
Winter - amber sticks to the snow in Zhuhai, and palm brooms sweep away the clouds.
Winter Thoughts - The year is cold, and then the cypress will wither.
Winter Hunting - Hold the eagle bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the last wolf.
Winter Sorrow - Where is my home in the Qinling Mountains where the clouds are flying? The snow embraces the blue and the horse stops moving forward.
Winter trip - the grass is dry, the hawk's eyes are weak, and the snow is gone, and the horse's hooves are light.
Winter Hate - I lie down at night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.
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3. Ancient poems about homesickness in winter
1. "Rain and Snow Song" Southern and Northern Dynasties: Mr. Jiang
Rain Across the Yuxi River in the snow, we joined the army to cross Longxi.
Walk around the formation and see fox tracks, and horse hooves against the mountains.
The weather is cold, the flags are broken, and the ground is dark and the drums are low.
The clouds of sadness are rising, and I am lost in the blue sky.
Interpretation:
The falling rain and snow became the isolation of the frontier fortress, and he followed the army through Longxi.
You can see the traces left by foxes around the camp, and you can still vaguely see the marks of horse hooves on the snow beside the mountain.
It was so cold that even the colorful flags were eclipsed and the sound of the drums was muffled.
The dark clouds are lingering, and the melancholy is lingering. The road is confusing and I have lost my way home.
2. "Homesickness on the Night of Winter Solstice in Handan" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
During the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, shadows in front of lamps hugging one's knees accompany me.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people traveling far away.
Definition:
It happened to be the Winter Solstice when I lived in Handan Inn. At night, I hugged my knees and sat in front of the lamp, with only my shadow accompanying me.
I believe that my relatives at home will get together late into the night today, and they should also talk about me, a traveler from afar.
3. "New Year's Eve/Bashan Road's Great Night Book" Tang Dynasty: Cui Tu
Traveling all the way to Sanba Road, you are in danger for thousands of miles.
On a snowy night in the chaotic mountains, a stranger is alone.
Gradually become far away from flesh and blood, and become close to children and servants.
I am wandering, and tomorrow will be a new year.
Definition:
Trekking on the rugged and remote Sanba Road, living in a dangerous place thousands of miles away. Under the mountains on all sides, the lingering snow reflects the cold night. Sitting facing the candles at night, I am a guest in a foreign land. As he became farther and farther away from his relatives, he gradually became closer to the book boy and the servant. It's really unbearable to spend New Year's Eve wandering, and tomorrow will be a new year.
4. "New Year's Works" Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing
The hometown is full of enthusiasm for the new year, and the sky is alone with tears.
When you grow old, you live under others, and when you return in spring, you come first.
The mountains and apes are in the same day and evening, and the rivers and willows are surrounded by wind and smoke.
Already like Changsha Fu, a few years from now.
Interpretation:
As the New Year approaches, I feel homesick even more intensely, and I can’t help but shed tears on the horizon.
When I reach old age, I am demoted to others, and the return of spring is hurriedly ahead of me.
The apes and monkeys in the mountains spend the dusk with me, and the willows by the river share my sorrow.
I have been through the same experience as the Grand Master. How long will it take to end this life?
5. "Confronting the Snow" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Many new ghosts cry in war, but only the old man sings in sorrow.
The clouds are low in the dusk, and the snow is dancing in the wind.
There is no green when the ladle is abandoned, but the fire in the furnace is red.
There is no news from several states, and I sit upright with an empty book.
Interpretation
Most of the people crying on the battlefield were the ghosts of the newly dead soldiers. Only the old man chanted poems sadly.
The clouds were low in the dusk, and the falling snowflakes were dancing and swirling in the wind.
The gourd was thrown away, there was no wine in the wine vessel, and the remaining fire in the stove seemed to make the eyes bright red.
There was no way to learn about the battle situation on the front line or the news about his wife and siblings. He sat sadly and drew words in the air with his hands.
4. Poems describing the beautiful scenery of hometown in winter
1. The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are anxious, and the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light.
(Wang Wei: "Watching the Hunt") 2. When trying to drive away the Qingqi, heavy snow covered the bow and knife. (Lu Lun: "Song under the Sai") 3. I know it's not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
(Wang Anshi: "Plum Blossom") 4. A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue") 5. Chai Men hears dogs barking and returns home on a snowy night.
(Liu Changqing: "The Master of Staying at Furong Mountain in the Snow") 6. The snow-capped mountains are covered by long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. (Wang Changling: "Four of Seven Poems on the Military March") 7. If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.
(Li Bai: "Traveling is Difficult") 8. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow. (Gao Shi: "Farewell to Dong Da") 9. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu.
(Du Fu: "Quequatrains") 10. The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and the snow falls in August. (Cen Shen: (Bai Xuege sends Judge Wu back to the capital)).
5. A collection of ancient poems describing winter
1. "Snow on the River"
Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan
Birds Flying Over Thousands of Mountains Absolutely, all traces of people will be wiped out.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
Translation: On all the mountains, the birds have disappeared, and on all the roads there are no traces of people. On a lone boat on the river, an old man wearing a hat was fishing alone on the cold river covered with heavy snow.
2. "Four of Seven Poems on the Military March"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
The long clouds in Qinghai darken the snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.
The yellow sand will wear the golden armor in a hundred battles, and the Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.
Translation: Dark clouds covered Qinghai Lake, covering the continuous snow-capped mountains in darkness. The ancient border city and Yumen Pass are thousands of miles apart, facing each other from afar. The soldiers guarding the border have experienced hundreds of battles, their armor has been worn through, and their ambition is unquenchable. They vow not to return home until they defeat the invading enemy.
3. "Quequatrains"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky.
The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in Xiling, and the door is docked with a ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu.
Translation: Two orioles sang among the green willows, and a row of egrets soared into the blue sky. Sitting in front of the window, you can see the snow that has not melted for thousands of years in Xiling. There are thousands of miles of ships from Soochow moored at the door.
4. "Early Plum Blossoms"
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Wei
A white jade tree with cold plum blossoms stands next to the bridge near the village road.
I don’t know that the water flowers bloomed first, but it is suspected that they have not been sold after the winter snow.
Translation: The plum blossoms on a tree bloomed early in the cold weather, and the branches were as white as jade bars. It is far away from the village road where people and cars come and go, and is close to the stream bridge. I didn't know that the winter plum blossoms near the waterfront were blooming early. I thought it was because the white snow on the branches had not melted after a winter.
5. "Snowy Night"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
I was surprised that my quilt was cold, and I saw the light from the window again.
Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo.
Translation: I was surprised when I lay on my pillow at night and saw the light from the white snow shining through the window. Late at night, I knew it was snowing heavily because from time to time I could hear the sound of the snow crushing bamboo branches.
6. Poems about homesickness in winter
1. When you come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown.
Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")
2. When a young boy leaves home and his elder comes back, his local pronunciation remains unchanged and his hair on his temples fades.
When children see each other but don't recognize each other, they laugh and ask where the guests are from. Where to come? (He Zhizhang: "Occasionally Returning to Hometown")
3. The sound of the book outside the mountains is broken, and winter returns to spring.
I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown, and I dare not ask people who come. (Song Dynasty) Question: "Crossing the Han River")
4. Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water.
The tide is flat, the two banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.
< p> Hai Ri is born and the night is over, Jiang Chun people are in the old year.Where can I find the hometown book, by the side of Guiyan Luoyang. (Wangwan: "Under the Cibeigu Mountain")
5. People Spring is only seven days old, and it has been two years since I left home.
When a person returns home after the wild geese, his thoughts are in front of the flowers. (Xue Daoheng: "People Think of Returning Every Day")
7. Describe winter Poems about missing hometown
(1) "Quiet Night Thoughts" The moonlight is bright in front of Li Bai's bed, suspected to be frost on the ground. He raises his head to look at the bright moon, lowers his head to miss his hometown. (2) "Spring View" Du Fu's country breaks through the mountains and rivers. , the city has deep greenery in spring, feeling the flowers splashing with tears, hating the other birds and frightening them. The war continues for three months, and letters from home are worth ten thousand gold. The white hair scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust. (3) "Returning to Hometown" by He Zhizhang when he was young The eldest son who has left home has returned home with his voice still intact, his hair on his temples urging the children to see each other without knowing each other and laughing at where the guest came from (4) "Changqian Qu" Cui Hao "Where does your family live? I live in Hengtang." The boat stopped for a while and asked, Maybe they are from the same hometown. My home is close to the Jiujiang River, and I come and go on the side of Jiujiang. We are both from Changqian, and we have not known each other since we were young." (5) "Yellow Crane Tower" Cui Hao has gone there by Yellow Crane, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here. . The yellow crane has gone forever, and the white clouds have been empty for thousands of years. The clear river is full of Hanyang trees, and the fragrant grass is luxuriant. Where is the hometown at dusk? The Yanbo River makes people sad (6) "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th" Wang Wei is alone as a stranger in a foreign land, and misses his family even more during festive seasons. I know that my brothers have climbed to a high place, and one of them is missing. The most lovesickness. (8) It has been ten years since I crossed Sangganjia Island guest house in Bingzhou, and I remember Xianyang day and night when I return home. I have to cross Sangganshui for no reason, but I feel that Bingzhou is my hometown. (9) "Looking at the mountains with Master Haochu to send my relatives and friends to Beijing" 》 Liu Zongyuan The sharp mountains beside the sea are like sword awns, and autumn is everywhere cutting the heart of sorrow. If you are transformed into a thousand billions, you will disperse to the peak and look at your hometown. (10) Autumn Thoughts Zhang Ji saw the autumn wind in Luoyang City, and he wanted to be a writer. I'm afraid I can't tell you all in a hurry. Travelers are about to leave for Kaifeng. (November) It rains at night and I send it to Lord Li Shangyin in the north to inquire about the return date. The rain at night in Bashan swells the autumn pond. Why should I cut the candles from the west window and say that it rains at night in Bashan. ( 12) The sky is pure, the sand is clear, the horses are far away, the dead vines and old trees are dim, the crows are dim, the small bridges are flowing and the water is flowing to people's houses, the old road is westerly wind and the horses are thin, the sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world (13) Sauvignon Blanc Bai Juyi Bian water flow, Bian water flow, Si water flow, flow to Guazhou Ancient Ferry. Wushan is a little sad. I miss you for a long time, and I hate you for a long time. I hate it until I return home. The moon is bright and people lean on the building. (14) Sauvignon Blanc Li Yu One layer of mountains, two layers of mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, the water is cold, lovesickness Maple Leaf Dan. The flowers are blooming, the flowers are dying, the wild geese are flying high, and the people have not yet returned.
8. Poems about winter snow. Ancient poems about winter snow.
Poems about winter snow. As follows:
1. "Four of Seven Poems on the Military March"
Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
The snow-capped mountains are covered by long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.
The yellow sand will wear the golden armor in a hundred battles, and the Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.
Translation: The Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds, and the continuous snow-capped mountains are dim. The ancient border city and Yumen Pass are thousands of miles apart, facing each other from afar. The soldiers guarding the border have experienced hundreds of battles, their armor has been worn out, and their ambition is unquenchable. They vow not to return home until they defeat the invading enemy.
2. "Plum Blossom"
Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty
The calyx contains snow at the beginning, so it is difficult to mark the painting alone.
There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.
Listening to the horizontal flute and worrying about it, leaning on the leaning branch to look at the disease.
Shuo Feng is like a man of understanding, and it is easy not to destroy.
Translation: The plum blossoms are blooming for the first time, and there is still white snow in the calyx. Plum blossoms are so beautiful and aloof that even if they want to be painted, they will worry about how difficult it is to paint them realistically. There is a unique charm in the fragrance of flowers, and they are so elegant that they don’t even know the coldness of winter. The branches of the plum blossoms are scattered sideways, as if they are sad or sick. The plum blossoms in the loneliness and cold are tenacious, proud and independent.
Chic North Wind, please slow down and take good care of her! Do you have the heart to torture her again in such severe cold?