The poems describing the spring snow scene are as follows:
1. The most naughty spring snow poem: The white snow is too late for the spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.
"Spring Snow"
Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty.
The New Year is not yet full of youth, and we are surprised to see grass buds in early February.
The white snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.
No one is looking forward to spring, including Han Yu.
No, the New Year is here, but there is still no sign of spring, the flowers have not bloomed, and the warm spring breeze has not come.
In February, I was pleasantly surprised to see the grass sprouting. That was the hope of spring!
Look, the snow on the trees felt that spring had come too late, so it fell from the trees and pretended to be like falling flowers.
Xue is not a living being, but in Han Yu's writings, it has become a living being with thoughts, which makes people admire Han Yu's brainstorming.
Where is spring? Spring is in the eyes of longing.
2. The clearest spring snow poem: green is not over yet, willows are turning back with white eyes. The red is about to break, and the apricots are open.
"The First Branch of the East Wind·Wing Chun Snow"
Song Dynasty·Shi Dazu.
The orchid heart is cleverly refreshed, the grass armor is secretly stuck, and the east wind wants to block the new warmth. It's hard to stay in the green tiles, but I know that the evening is cold and light. Walking in the sky into the mirror, doing it, relaxed and soft. If you don't roll up the heavy curtains in your hometown, you will miss the two swallows that come here by mistake.
At the end of his youth, Liu Hui rolled his eyes. The red is about to break, and the apricots are open. Reminiscing about Shanyin during my old travels, my strong alliance prevented me from going to the garden. When the cold furnace warms up again, the spring sweater needlework slows down. Fear of phoenix boots, returning from picking vegetables, just in case we meet in Baqiao.
Shi Dazu is a master of writing poems about things.
I have to admire Shi Dazu’s handwriting, and look at the spring snow in his works: When spring arrives, the willow branches are dyed green, but when it snows, the newborn willow branches turn into thousands of white eyes.
Red apricots are a symbol of spring. After a snowfall, the newly bloomed apricot flowers also changed from red to pink.
Willows, white eyes, apricot blossoms, and plain noodles are all spring, and all are white snow. It is really amazing Shi Dazu's ingenuity.
Who says spring is not worthy? Look, the willows have turned white, and the apricot blossoms have turned into plain beauties.
Nature, there is nothing you can’t think of, and there is nothing they can’t do.
3. The most touching spring snow: the spring snow of Lanqiao returns to the sun, and the autumn wind of Qinling Mountains leaves me.
"The Nine Poems of the Yuan Dynasty at Lanqiao Station"
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty.
When the spring snow of Lanqiao returns, the autumn wind of Qinling Mountains leaves me.
Whenever I arrive at the post office, I get off my horse first and walk around the walls and pillars in search of your poems.
Spring Snow is the witness of the friendship between Bai Juyi and Yuan Zhen.
In the 10th year of Yuanhe, Yuan Zhen, who had been demoted for five years, returned to Beijing. He was proud of the spring breeze. When he passed by Lanqiao Post, he left a poem on the wall of the post called "Liu Cheng Meng De Zi Hou Zhi Yong". Verbal poetry.
Eight months later, Bai Juyi was demoted to Jiangzhou. Full of frustration, he read Yuan Zhen's poem when passing by Lanqiao Station. He was filled with emotion and wrote this poem.
When you returned, the spring snow was falling in Lanqiaoyi. When I left, the autumn wind was blowing in the Qinling Mountains.
Every time I go to a post station, I will get off my horse and look for the poems you left on the wall.
Bai Juyi is very much like us modern people. He cares about his friends and loves the poems left by his friends. Perhaps, as long as he looks for his friends' poems, he will be less frustrated.
When the spring snow is falling, some families are happy and others are sad.