[Modern] Mao Zedong
Spring leaves in the storm; With the snow, it came back. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
Xue Jiang
liu zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman in his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Quatrain
[Tang] Du Fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, egrets sky-high." Outside my window is the snowy Western Hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Qinyuanchun, snow
[Modern] 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. When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight! This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees. Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish. 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.
Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia
[Song] Su Shi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
Partridge snow shines on the mountain city, and jade refers to cold.
[Song] Liu Zhu
Snow shines on the mountain city, jade refers to the cold, and Qiang is in charge of the building. There are several plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea. The stars are dotted and the moon is round. Go back to the river and get into the cups and plates. There are 3,000 romantic poems by Hanlin, and I sent them to Wu Ji with tears in my eyes.
Shuang Xiao Tian jiaomei
[Song] Fan Chengda
It's sunny and windy. One night in spring. The pulse flowers are sparse and the sky is light, the clouds come and go, and there are a few branches of snow. Victory. Trouble is also unique. Who said that? Only two lines of geese are low, knowing people to lean on and drawing the earth and the moon.
Looking at the snow at night
[Tang] Jia Dao
Leaning on a stick, looking at the sunny snow, the clouds are heavy. The firewood man returned to the White House, and it was freezing cold. Wildfire burns grass, and broken smoke gives birth to lycopodium. But I went back to Shanxi Road and heard the bell at dusk.
establishment and reign of a kingdom
[Tang] Du Fu
Xishan is covered with snow all year round, and the three cities are heavily stationed; Nanjiao Bridge spans the majestic Jinjiang River. After years of war in China, several brothers have been unable to hear from each other; It's a long way from each other, and I'm the only one, right? Instead, they will hand over the bodies of Gemini in the light of late autumn; So far, not a drop of merit has repaid the wise Huang Sheng. I travel by horse alone, and my horizons are often wide. The world economy is in recession, which is unimaginable.
go hunting
[Tang] Wang Wei
In the wind, the horn sounded and the general was hunting outside the borehole. The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; The snow and ice melt, and the horseshoe is extraordinarily light. It has passed Xinfeng City in a blink of an eye and soon returned to sunny Liu Ying. Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon.