1, "moved by the snow" heard the northwest wind whirring at night.
Gently push open the closed window in the morning.
The white of a tree suddenly came into my eyes.
Beautiful snowflakes, flying in the air.
Smile politely and say hello like an angel.
My heart was so excited that tears filled my eyes.
It is not a day or two to enjoy the snow.
Her crystal clear, her purity.
Take me into unforgettable memories and my hometown cabin.
In winter, we made a snowman in front of the door.
My brother and sister use radish tassels as her hair.
Carrots have noses and small mouths.
When you are thirsty, grab a handful of snow and melt it in your mouth.
Knead a ball with snow and throw it at each other hard.
People hide from each other and laugh happily.
When the snowman was ready, he ran forward to observe it carefully.
Beautiful women and playboys are both handsome.
I provoked the trees and grass next to me, and my cheeks turned yellow.
It's light when it snows, so light that there is no sound.
Snowflakes are flying, just like the gravel rustling on the ground.
The snow is like goose feathers all over the sky, dancing like a picture.
Ice on the roof, string after string.
As soon as the sun comes out, it sets to play.
In an instant, the past of childhood became a myth of the past.
Time flies, white hair and slow pace.
Who can leave beautiful sadness along the way?
Only by holding a profound memorial service can we hope for a happy tomorrow.
2, "Snow Tomb" I saw the wind, it
Hiding in the corner,
Whisper before you go out.
…
I saw the wind, and it
Hiding in my trouser legs,
The cruelty of that step.
…
It's quiet in the north and noisy in other places.
I saw the wind!
However, I can't see snow! it
Buried in my hometown
…
The wind in the south of the Yangtze River is in the treetops with snow.
The snow in Jiangnan is in the bungalow where I lived.
On a bungalow in the south of the Yangtze River,
Me, us, snow, snowman,
There are all kinds of clothes.
…
I see the wind, but I can't see the snow.
I see sand, I see wind and sand,
Seeing it slapping the thin shoes of passers-by,
I saw it tearing at the gaunt faces of passers-by
…
I only see wind and sand,
I can't see the snow,
Because that night,
I buried her in my hometown.
…
That snow that year,
Smart eyes are on the window,
The sparrow walked lightly to the front of the hall.
Hot air comes out of the well.
…
Light and fragrant,
This is a new rice cake made by grandma.
Moonlight,
On the lips and teeth of the world,
There is a soft fragrance!
…
I am in Harbin Institute of Technology.
I saw the wind,
But I can't see the snow,
Me, buried in Poyang.
Snowy night may grow in the corner of the city.
May suffer lifelong loneliness.
May have to fight in the cold wind.
Probably still clinging to the helpless rain and snow.
Whenever night comes.
The passion of life is still like a lit fire.
Every pine tree is full of vitality.
Every piece of snow is full of songs.
Snowflakes also have their own delicacies.
Neons also had wonderful moments.
Bloom beautifully in the lonely snowy night
Love life in persistent pursuit
Snow in April is dragging a long skirt on the white floor.
That's it,
I
A gentle crossing-
Through the silver screen window in winter,
A bun floating in the spring.
I don't know if it was an accident,
Maybe this is the beginning of spring,
It should be green, floating quietly,
Unexpectedly, it attracted the powder face of flowers all over the mountain, and the white jade was a little green;
You should hold hands in winter,
But I rolled up my spring arms,
Let spring shine everywhere,
It is so shy and gorgeous.
Because I have fallen in love with this spring,
Although there is only a short snuggling,
In this land of spring,
Me, the snow in April,
Life is so short,
But love is so gorgeous!
However, all this is an act of God. ...
Just like life.
Finally, I can't resist the spring heat wave.
Disperse, eliminate ...
After falling in love,
Only sigh.
People will lament my femininity and reserve,
You'll lament my lateness again,
My love,
Only you can understand. ...
Because of my love,
You'll never escape,
Never resist,
Even more,
I won't forget. ...
5. What kind of poem do you want to write for the north wind?
The tree by the window.
I lost my mind overnight.
This pure thought connects the long days.
The earth is burning with a blazing flame.
In a remote corner
And firewood filled with water.
A beauty who rises into the air along the trunk.
Write the name of my foot on your softness.
Deep and shallow strokes
Like a loyal domestic dog.
Yelling and laughing behind me at every step.
Sneak in through my slightly open collar
Burn my normal body temperature
Don't freeze slowly in winter.
Melt you into a tear and lie on my chest.
Is it a dirty appearance between people?
Restore the world as it is.
I just let out a sigh.
It's like being seriously injured in love.
6, "Snow Tickle Song" snowed.
It's snowing.
The snow is flying all over the sky.
In the dense forest
Thick snow
Like a super white blanket.
Covered with a quiet forest
A furry little squirrel
Jumping around in this big forest
Tickle.
Leave a faint note on the snow.
A crisp snow song was played.
A stupid bear
Look left and right.
Swing and dance in this big forest
Tickle.
Leave heavy notes on the snow.
Played a long song of snow.
A fierce big tiger
There was a roar.
In this big forest, the power of X is fully displayed.
Tickle.
Leave deep notes on the snow.
Played a magnificent snow song.
An ugly wild boar
Hum twice.
Humming and marching in this big forest
Tickle.
Leave strange notes in the snow.
Play the song of heavy snow
Crack.
There was a burst of gunfire in the forest.
Tickle.
Squirrel, stupid bear, tiger, wild boar
There is a large snow ensemble.
Tickle.
Tickle.
The song of snow rippled in the forest.
7. "First Snow" cleared the snow and began to rise.
Plum stamen
Floor heating and melting
Swallow with mud in its arms
Dead branches fell on the tree.
Whispering and Jin Ju's residual flowers
Want to keep autumn
What can I do?
Autumn will go to early winter and snow will break dawn.
Whisper in your ear, chrysanthemum
Until next year in Qiu Lai.
With your chrysanthemum wine.
Listen to Yan's whisper
A few grains of clear snow on the road in the morning are touching your face for this early winter snow.
8. After Chun Xue woke up, there was a faint star rain last night.
Suddenly someone expected the spring rain to moisten and freshen up.
Push open the door, it is pure white.
What a beautiful surprise
Shy snowflakes are flying all over the sky.
Condensed a crystal.
Pure white fills my mind.
Look at the elegance and purity
Decorate the world with such pure white
So simple
But as beautiful as a dream.
Spread the faint white poems and paintings.
Shu Shu's gentle words struck a chord.
Wan Wen was moved all his life.