Poetry 1 About the biting cold wind in winter, the high wind blows up the dust in the underground river county, and pedestrians don't meet each other every once in a while. -"East and West in the end of winter, Hu Dong meets Meng Yunqing and returns to Liu Hao" Tang Du Fu.
2, fierce cold wind, sorrowfully flying to Yunfu. -"Winter Inauguration" Don Li Shimin
Traveling ten miles north, the cold wind blows your ears. -Don Bai Juyi's Greeting Snow in the Morning.
4. Whistling out of vilen, the cold wind blows hard. -"Reward Cui Wulang" Tang Li Bai
The cold wind shakes the earth, and the air is pale. When it blows horizontally, the traffic jam lasts for a long time. -"Send Sun Zheng to the clouds" Don Wei Wu Ying
6. The cold wind is falling, the sky is far away from Wan Li, and the clouds are gloomy and foggy. -"Bai Zhu" Song Zigu
7. The cold wind sounded dead wood and I couldn't lie down all night. -Don "Eighteen Songs at Midnight"
8. Frozen south clouds, cold wind blowing, six flying flowers falling in succession. -Bai Yuan Pu's Song of Walking in the Snow
9. The fortress wall was bitter and cold, and when I came back, my face was covered with eyebrows and spots. -Song Xie Yi, "Send Dong Yuanda"
10, the clouds melt, the sky turns black, and the cold wind blows the mountains and pulls the trees. -"Jiuding" Wang Song Anshi
An ancient poem "The Song of Bitterness" describing the cold in winter
Tangliujia
All the spring is frozen and swallowed up, and I sing colder. Leaning against Qiao Song in the middle of the night, I felt covered with snow.
Bamboo poles are bitter and sweet, and I love to hold bitter festivals. Birds sing with sadness and joy. I love to bleed.
If Pan Sheng can recite songs, his white hair will grow earlier.
Returning to Laoshan in Winter (Excerpt)
Tang Libai
Without washing and dyeing the dust tassels, I returned to Fang lawn. A vine path is green, and Wan Xuefeng is sunny.
Cold leaves are exhausted first, but Leng Yun is not exhausted. Tender feelings invade the house, and old trees fall across the river.
To the snow
Tang gaopian
Snowflakes are flying in front of the window, and I sit at the window and watch the green bamboo become as white as white.
Now look up to the sky and cover up the evil ways in the world.