The poem about the snow in the grave is 1. Poetry about snow
1. (Wang Wei: Hunting)
2. We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
3. Knowing from afar is not snow, because there is fragrance. (Wang Anshi: Plum Blossom)
4. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing: "Master of Furong Mountain in Every Snow")
6. Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. (Wang Changling: "Seven Military Services")
7. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. (Li Bai: "Difficult to Go")
8. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing snow. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")
9. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. (Du Fu: "Jueju")
10. The north wind rolled up the white grass and blew it away, and the snow in August swept across the Tatar sky. (Cen Can: "Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji's Song of Wu Going Home")
2. Poems about snow
1, a song of snow farewell Tian Shuji Wu went home, Tang Censhen
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
2, "Snow House Furong Mountain Master" Liu Tang Changqing
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
3, "Xue Mei" Song Lu Meipo
Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring, and the poet pavilion commented on the pen fee.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
4, "Send Lu Yuanwai" Tang
On the snowy night in front of Leiyu Mountain, I left my soul outside Jinguan City.
If Xin Lingjun's son asks questions, he will be grateful to Yimen.
5, "Hunting" Tang
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; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk.
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.
6. "Looking at the Snow Peak in Central South" Tang
Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud. After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.
7. Jiang Xue Liu Tang General Hospital
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 wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
8. "A suggestion for a friend Liu" Tang Bai Juyi
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove. It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .
9, "Plum Blossom" Wang Song Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
3. Ten poems about "snow"
1. It's not snow in the distance, because there's a fragrance coming.
-"Plum Blossom" song. Wang Anshi II. Wen's flowers are blooming in the wind, and snowdrifts are all over the four mountains. -"Plum Blossom" song. Lu you 3. A boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone in the cold snow.
-"Jiang Xue" Liu Tang Zongyuan 4. Qinghai has a long haul of dark snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. -"Join the Army" Don Wang Changling 5. The stormy waves rolled up thousands of piles of snow.
-"Nian Nujiao". Red Cliff Nostalgia "Stone 6. Clouds come from afar, from Wuya, and the snow peaks are reflected in the cold moon. -"Gu Baixing" Tang Du Fu 7. The jade target angle bows the ball to rein in the horse, and the Han family gives Yao the snow.
-"Out of the Fortress" Wei 8. Do you know Gao Biao Yi Yunjun? When it is covered with snow and ice. -"Plum blossom quatrains" Song. Lu you 9. Where is home in Yunheng Qinling Mountains? Snow embraces green horses.
-"Moving Left to the Grandnephew of Languan" Tang Hanyu 10. Rain hand, ice and snow, turned for a long time. -Jinluqu Qinggu Zhenguan.
4. Poems about graves
"Let my love poems fill your grave" Wang Guodong ~ I have countless fantasies, and you are in every fantasy. I imagined that you would become a butterfly and fly around me.
I have cried countless times, and every time I cry, I am full of your tenderness, but, ah, the dream is broken around the soul.
I prayed to God several times to make a miracle and let you come back to this world and sing with me. It's just a handful of loess.
In fact, you and I are separated by Wan Li, and heaven and earth are separated.
"A night of wind coagulation pharynx, blowing carefree sorrow. In the dead of night, people also seek dreams, their souls are broken, and the air is filled with infinite tenderness. " You are my only one.
Dear love, after waking up, I looked up blankly and asked heaven, where are you?
Gently, with sadness, I came to your grave with 99 love poems I wrote for you in my hand. There is a crystal clear text in every poem.
Clear feelings, broken hearts crying, bloody fate. Let me fold ninety-nine love poems into small flowers and fill your grave.
Boss, how are you? May these brilliant but silent flowers bloom on your roof forever, accompany you from dawn to dusk and soothe your wandering soul.
You have lived in a grave for six years. Can you get well? Are you still struggling to pursue your ideals, continue reading your books and writing your poems?
And then what? Is there a beautiful and affectionate girl who is willing to add fragrance to your tea and make you really happy? Is there anyone coming and going in heaven? Is there competition?
Neon lights of fame and fortune?
At this time, I long for you to smile, greet me slowly, step on the morning dew of heaven, kiss the flowers of the earth and tell me your heart, but,
There is a difference between yin and yang, and dreaming is futile.
In countless nights, I shed tears in the breeze and sang to the moon; In countless dreams, although I am a mountain alliance, it is difficult to trust books; In countless beautiful moments
In the scene, I have thousands of customs offices in Qian Qian, but who should I tell? Listening to tinkling wind chimes, gambling and thinking about people, I have been blocked by you at the bottom of the valley and sunk all day.
I can't extricate myself from the painful memories. Sometimes, I naively think that when you go out for a long trip, you will suddenly fall from the sky and talk to me again.
Old fate, be my bosom friend and fulfill your promise. It's just that you have left this world and will never belong to me again.
I cursed the cruelty of heaven hysterically. Why let your fresh life instantly turn into a wisp of smoke? There are many bright futures in your life.
Is it unfair to wither and wither in a hurry after tasting the sweetness?
Like duckweed, I have strayed into the dust net for three years, crying and laughing, and lying all the time. People fell into the net like flying insects and climbed out of the shackles scarred.
Get out, you're dead, but you can't listen to my experience in the swamp. Just me. I must endure cold and warmth. No matter what I do.
Shouting can't call back your stay. I lost you in this cold day. "I want to walk, I dance. My shadow is rolling behind. " Looking forward to meeting you in my dream.
The sun went down, pedestrians went home, and birds returned to their nests. I should go quietly, just as I came quietly. Please write these ninety-nine poems full of love poems
Flowers are carefully collected, and there is a heart beating for you between each stamen.
"This life is doomed, why not meet in the afterlife?" I believe there will be a good marriage in the afterlife.
5. Poems about snow
1, Mei Xuxun snow is three points white, but the snow has lost a piece of plum fragrance. (Lu Meipo)
Snow is like plum blossom, and plum blossom is like snow, which is both strange and beautiful. (Lv Benzhong)
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone; I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. (Wang Anshi)
These three poems skillfully use snow and plum blossoms to describe each other from the aspects of color, season and the hope that they give people that spring has come. We can also learn from the author's method, and write many related things in nature concretely and realistically through our own reasonable imagination and the method of reflecting the village.
2, just look at the ridge head like a cover, and it has been shocked that the rocks are like snow;
Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds. (Yuan Zhen)
The first half of these two poems describes the typical snow scene in the north, and "it is a typical bad weather of staying indoors with no birds in a hundred mountains and no footprints in a thousand paths". But in the second half of the poem, the feelings expressed by the author through natural scenery are positive. Through' thousands of jade, ten thousand clouds and lovely branches', the author makes the winter in the north warm and affectionate, instead of being brutally killed by snow. The author expressed his passion for nature and life concretely and appropriately. From this, we can draw a conclusion that the description of natural scenery must be combined with our rich psychological world in order to be truly touching.
Six flying flowers came into the room and sat watching the bamboo turn into lovely branches. (Gao qi)
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. (Cen Can)
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. (Cen Can)
Where is the hometown of Qinling Mountains? Snow blocked the blue horse. (Han Yu)
It's snowing outside, Qian Shan is green, and the riverside in February is in full bloom. (Ouyang Xiu)
Snow and spring, which we are most familiar with in many poems about snow. These poems express the author's full enthusiasm and optimistic outlook on life. The author provides us with a colorful picture of spring with poetry, reminding us of the beauty of spring, which is the enlightenment of literary works to people's thoughts.
4. The snowflakes on the swallows were as big as seats and blew off the Xuanyuan terrace.
It is cold and snowy in Whitestorm. (Li Bai)
This is a poem written by Li Bai that directly describes the big snowflake, and we can directly quote it to describe the snow. We should learn the poet's creative quality through careful observation and image portrayal.
5, the war retreated Yulong 3 million, black and blue all over the sky. (Made in Bird)
This is the author's bold imagination, writing snow as a dragon forest floating down from a fierce battle in the sky, giving snow a chivalrous character. When the environmental atmosphere and psychological feelings suit it, you can quote this unique poem.
6. Poems about snow
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1February 936
Northland scenery,
Thousands of miles of ice,
It snows in Wan Li.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall,
Only Yu Yu is arrogant;
Upstream and downstream of the river,
I lost my mind.
Mountain dancing silver snake,
The original wax figure,
Want to compete with the weather.
It must be sunny,
Look at that red dress,
Particularly enchanting?
There are so many beautiful women in this country,
Attract countless heroes to compete.
Cherish the martial arts of Qin Huang,
Slightly lost literary talent;
Tang zong song zu,
Slightly coquettish.
A generation of tianjiao,
Genghis Khan,
I only know how to shoot an eagle with a bow.
It's all gone,
Count romantic figures,
Still watching now?
7. Cangyang Jiacuo's Snow Poems
Title: "That Day"
Author: Cangyang Jiacuo
Original text:
On that day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant fog of the temple and suddenly heard the truth in your chanting. That January, I shook all the prayer wheels, not to cross, but to touch your fingertips.
That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not to see you, but to stick to your warmth.
At that time, I turned the landscape into a stupa, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road. At that moment, I raised my horse not to beg for happiness, but to wait for your arrival.
On that day, the Mani Pile was built not for Xiu De, but to throw stones at the Heart Lake. In January that year, I shook all the prayer tubes, not to cross over, but to touch your fingertips.
That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not to see, but to keep your warmth.
Extended data:
Cangyang Jiacuo's poems show his love and hate, bitterness and joy, action and thinking, feeling and enlightenment in his short and legendary life, which to some extent reflects his desire to pursue a free and beautiful life. The theme is positive and profound, and the characteristics of its ideological content mainly include:
1, bold realism. Cangyang Jiacuo is a religious leader, but he dares to write his own practical actions, inner feelings and life ideals, breaks through the shackles of religion on human nature, boldly challenges traditional forces, and shows great courage.
2. Sincere feelings. Most of Cang Yang Jia CuO's poems describe the love between men and women. There are shyness when I first met, joy of two of a kind, regret of missing the good opportunity, firmness of vows of eternal love and resentment of betrayal, which fully express the author's eager desire and sincere pursuit of love life.
3. Profound philosophy. Many of Cangyang Jiacuo's poems sum up rich philosophy of life while narrating, which is popular and profound and enlightens readers.
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