"Judge Bai Xuewu Returns to the Capital"
Tang Cen Shen
The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and it snows in August.
Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.
The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.
The general's horn and bow cannot be controlled, and the protective armor is still cold.
The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.
The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, as well as playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes.
The snow falls one after another at the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and does not turn over due to the freezing cold.
I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow.
You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
"The Master Staying at Furong Mountain in the Snow"
Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty
At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor.
Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night.
"Snowy Plum"
Song Dynasty Lumei Slope
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so Sao Renge spent money to comment on the poem.
The plum blossoms are less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
"Farewell to Yuan Lu"
Xue Tao of Tang Dynasty
On a snowy night in front of Yulei Mountain, the farewell soul outside Jinguan City.
Master Xinling asked, and expressed his gratitude to Yimen for his old kindness.
"Hunting"
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The wind is strong and the horns are sounding, and the general is hunting in Weicheng.
The grass is dry and the hawk's eyes are weak, and the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light.
Suddenly passed by Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliu Camp.
Looking back at the place where the Condor Shooting is taking place, the clouds are flat at dusk for thousands of miles.
"Looking at the Remaining Snow in Zhongnan"
Tang Zuyong
Zhongnan has beautiful yin ridges and snow-covered clouds.
The forest is bright and clear, and the city is getting colder at dusk.
"Snow on the River"
Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.
A man in a lone boat with a coir raincoat fishing fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
"Ask Liu Nineteenth"
Tang Bai Juyi
Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove.
It's snowing in the evening, so I can't drink a cup.
"Plum Blossom"
Song Wang Anshi
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
"Travel to the North Wind"
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The candle dragon lives in a humble door, and its brilliance still shines.
The sun and moon shine less than this, only the north wind roars up from the sky.
The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace.
In December of Youzhou, when I miss my wife, I stop singing and laugh, and the two moths destroy her.
Leaning on the door and looking at the passers-by, it is sad to read that the Great Wall is bitter and cold.
When it was time to say goodbye, I picked up my sword and went to save him, leaving behind this golden Tao Jing with a tiger inscription.
There is an arrow with white feathers in it, and a spider builds a web and creates dust.
The arrows are empty, and people will die in battle and never come back.
I couldn’t bear to see this thing, so I burned it to ashes.
The Yellow River can be blocked by holding soil, but the north wind, rain and snow can hardly cut it.
"Farewell to Dong Da"
Tang Gaoshi
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
"Song under the Sai"
Tang Lulun
The wild geese fly high in the dark moon, and the Chanyu escapes at night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife.
"Learning Liu Gong's Style"
Bao Zhao from the Southern and Northern Dynasties
The wind blows the snow, and he travels thousands of miles to Longshan.
On the Jijun Yao stage, two couplets are flying in front.
To be beautiful in the morning, you should avoid the bright sun.
On the Peach and Plum Festival, the sun is too bright to be beautiful.
"Sitting on a Snowy Night in the Village"
Tang Bai Juyi
Sitting with a lamp behind the south window, the wind and sleet are dark.
Lonely at night in the village, I can hear the remnants of wild geese in the snow.
"Songs of the Four O'clock in the Midnight"
Folk Songs of the Northern and Southern Dynasties
The ice in the abyss is three feet thick, and the plain snow covers thousands of miles.
My heart is like a pine and a cypress, how can your love be the same?
"A Feast in the Snow in Luoxia of Helotian is sent to Li Shangshu of Bianzhou"
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
There is nothing wrong in Luo City, and the wind and snow are harmonious. The year is about to end.
Because I saw cold birds in the trees, I sat down to clean up all the idle officials.
It’s so refreshing to play music and sing frequently, and it’s even more fun to laugh and forget to know what to do.
Thinking back to today’s meeting in Rabbit Garden, Qiong Lin’s eyes are full of flag poles.
"Poem of Cold Plum Blossoms"
Li Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty
The frosty plum blossoms first remove the branches at the top of the ridge, and thousands of flowers are frozen and unknown.
Keep the taste of the soup alive and let him be bullied by the wind and snow.
"Winter in Chang'an"
Xunhe by Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty
It was windy and snowy near Larao, and I was sitting in a spare room freezing.
After the scholar has taught him this, it is difficult to know how God’s will will turn.
The ape sings three times and looks like a branch of withered cypress.
We should still be fair, but we should not endure the mountain period.
"Drinking Alone"
Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
It is snowing outside the window, and the wine vat is open by the stove.
How about fishing in the rain and sleeping under the tent on the Qiu River.
"Working in the Wind and Snow"
Tang Bai Juyi
At the end of the year, the wind shakes the earth, and the night is cold and snowy.
Where can I stay, in front of a warm tent and a warm stove?
Two layers of brown silk quilt, one collar of flower velvet felt.
The porridge is cooked and I can’t help but sleep peacefully when the sun is high.
At this time, the mind and body are free from distractions.
I spent the past six years living in peace and quiet through the wind and snow.
I suddenly think of tourists from far away, and then think of scholars from the early Dynasty.
Walking in the freezing cold at night, Ling Han has not yet risen.
The heart is the king and father of the body, and the body is the subject of the heart.
The lack of physical freedom is all caused by the mind.
Since my heart is content, my body is at peace.
I should live up to your words.
"Guest House in Shangzhou"
Mengjiao, Tang Dynasty
The wind and snow in Shangshan are strong, and the wanderers wear only single clothes.
Looking around, the road is lost, and all kinds of worries are gathering in the lungs and liver.
When the days are short, it is easy to get old if you sleep; when the nights are long, you will feel the cold.
The tears stream down the Xiaoxiang strings, and the tunes are played in the Song Dynasty.
Recognizing sound is easy today, but recognizing meaning was difficult in ancient times.
The sound and meaning are now distinguished, and Gao Ming can discern their origins.
"Zhongling Night Works"
Weizhuang, Tang Dynasty
The windy and snowy night in Zhongling is about to get deep, and I sit facing the cold river and chant alone.
Who can ask when you are wandering in the world? Shaoqing should know Ziqing’s heart.
"Song of Heavy Snow"
Li Xianyong of the Tang Dynasty
The same cloud is as miserable as the anger of the sky, the cold dragon shakes its mane and flies dry rain.
The flowers in the jade garden are floating unevenly, and the galactic wind is blowing fast and shaking the sand.
Thank you guest for not staying at Pingxuan, but I suddenly lost my sight.
It should be that Xihe Juanxiaotun temporarily turned away from Yuanyuan and returned to Taisu.
Returning to Taisu, I wonder if it will win the hearts of the people?
"Climbing the Tower in Heavy Snow on the First Day of Fenghe Shengzhi"
Zhang Yifang of the Tang Dynasty
As the years fall one after another, Tianbaoyao flowers help things bloom.
Since ancient times, the auspicious ultimatum has been marked, and no one can compare it to Yanghua.
The densely floating powder is as bright as the cold, and the static pressure of the green pines is almost slanting.
Not only are the ministers singing and singing, but the whole family is singing and dancing drunkenly.
"Remembering Li Ji in the Snow" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The streets are covered with snow, and old friends cannot be expected.
There are thousands of households in Chang'an. Where is the gold?
"Reminiscences of Hu Jushi's Family in the Snow on a Winter Evening" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
In the colder weather, the dawn arrow is passed, and the fading face is seen in the clear mirror. The wind shakes the bamboos across the door, and the mountains are covered with snow when the door opens.
The deep alleys are quiet, and the vast courtyards are leisurely. I'd like to ask Yuan Anshe, Hui Ran is still in seclusion.
"The Three Arrivals of Xizu Staying Overnight" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
A visitor from Luoyang in front of the door dismounted from his horse and brushed his clothes. It's not in vain that the old friend drives me, and I cover my door many times in my life.
Pedestrians return to the deep alley, covered with snow and the afterglow. Where will the high chariot go back to those who are in the same robe at an early age?
Qinyuan Spring Snow (1936.02)
The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the river up and down suddenly stops flowing.
The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the original wax figure wants to compete with God.
On a sunny day, the red makeup looks particularly enchanting.
The country is so beautiful,
It attracts countless heroes to bow down.
I regret that Emperor Qin and Han Wu were slightly less talented in literature; Tang Zong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.
Genghis Khan, a genius of his generation, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at eagles.
We are all gone, counting the famous people, but also looking at the present
Hong Sheng's "Snow Hope":
The cold and lonely village is dusk, and the sad wind can be heard everywhere.
The river is too deep to bear the snow, and the mountains are so frozen that the clouds cannot flow.
It is difficult to distinguish the flying gulls and herons, and it is impossible to distinguish the sight of the sand.
There are several plum trees in Nobashi, and they are all white.
Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River":
Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
Bai Juyi's "Night Snow":
I was surprised to find the quilt in the pillow was cold, but I saw the bright window again.
Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo.
"Ode to Snow" King Luo Bin
On the jade leaves of dragon clouds, cranes, snow and auspicious flowers are new.
The shadows are in chaos, the copper and the black are blowing, and the light is sold out.
It contains plain seal script with bright light, and the hidden trace represents the auspicious wheel.
The orchid cannot stand beside you, it only surrounds the sun.
"Song of Snow" by Wu Jun
The breeze shakes the trees in the garden, and fine snow falls under the curtains.
The lingering sky is like fog, and the steps are like flowers gathering.
There are no spring willows, only white osmanthus branches.
Zero tears are inhumane, and there is no use in missing lovesickness.
Yong Xue Fu Cha
It has snowed in the capital for ten days, and the courtyards are full of light.
Try swiping to see the small window.
Yong Snow and Flying Flowers
At the end of the year, the willow flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are blooming, and the pistils are competing for growth outside the Yuhang gate.
Thousands of mountains are still green with frosty leaves, and the green leaves are suddenly white and stained overnight.
At dawn, I walked out of the embroidered door, and the smoke went straight up through the window screen.
The neon clothes are falling around the curtain, and the warm green flowers are flying away when you touch your hands.
I suddenly remembered that I was separated from others across the sea, and I looked far away alone and hated the end of the world.
When will we see the three short lives? Looking at the clouds from the peach leaf crossing.
"Two Poems on Li Flowers" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
When the land competes for luxury in spring, Luoyang Gardens are especially popular.
Who will cut and carve thousands of piles of snow on the ground to create this continuous ceiling?
"Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.
A man in a lone boat with a coir raincoat fishing fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
"Snow in the Southern Qin Dynasty" Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty
Only when I saw the clouds covering the top of the ridge, and the snow on the rocks was already falling like dust.
Thousands of peaks, bamboo shoots, thousands of jades, thousands of Usnea trees and thousands of clouds
"Snow at Night" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
I was surprised that the quilt pillow was cold, and I recovered. See the window light.
I know the snow is heavy late at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo.
"Ode to the Bitter Cold" by Liu Jia of the Tang Dynasty
A hundred springs will be swallowed by the cold, but my chant of cold is even more severe.
Leaning on the pine tree in the middle of the night, I didn’t realize my clothes were covered with snow.
"The Master Staying at Furong Mountain in the Snow" Liu Changqing
At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor.
Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night.
To the Snow Tang Gao Pian
When the six flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos turn into green branches.
Now I can go up to a tall building and look out, covering all the evil roads in the world.
"Written in the middle of the twelfth month of the Guimao year and respect my younger brother" Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty
The wind is desolate at the end of the year, and the sun is snowing.
There is no strange sound in my ears, and my eyes are clear.
"Couplet in Ode to Snow" by Xie Daoyun of Jin Dynasty
"What does the white snow look like? The difference in the air can be imagined by spreading salt, but it is not like catkins blowing up in the wind.
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "Mocking King Liyang for Reluctant to Drink"
The candle dragon lives in the poor house, and the light is still shining
The sun and the moon are not shining like this, only the north wind is roaring up from the sky. .
The snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as mats, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace.
In December of Youzhou, the two moths destroy you when you stop singing. Leaning against the door and looking at the passers-by, I remember the bitter cold of the Great Wall.
When I said goodbye, I carried my sword to rescue others. I left behind this hairpin with a gold handle and a tiger inscription.
There is a pair of white-feathered arrows and a spider's web. Dust is born.
The arrow is empty, and the man is dead in battle and will never return.
I can’t bear to see this thing, and it has been burned into ashes.
The Yellow River holds the earth. It can be stopped, but the north wind, rain and snow hate it hard to cut it
"Snow" by Du Fu
There are many new ghosts crying in war, and the old man sings sadly
The clouds are low in the evening. , the snow dances back to the wind.
There is no green in the abandoned bottle, and the fire in the stove is red. >"Send off the eldest grandson Jiansheren to return to the state in the winter evening" Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The prodigal son will not return to his hometown. .
The old age is over, and Fei is the captain of the boat.
When I meet, I miss you.
The clouds are clear and the gulls are dancing. The wild goose has no movement.
There are male and female swords in the box, and you can choose the generals by blowing their hair.
"Gong'an County Nostalgia" Tang Dynasty
Lü Meng camp in the wild. Deep in the city of Liu Bei.
The weather is cold and the days are short, and the wind and waves are calm.
The agreement between the king and his ministers is scattered.
Weizhou leans against Qianpu. Changxiao is filled with emotion.
"Meng Dong Pu Jing Guan He Pavilion" by Lu Wen of the Tang Dynasty
The journey is not an end, and it is not possible to get lost without relief.
On the Independence River, the north wind blows.
The snow and frost have begun, and the vegetation has been renewed.
If the severe winter is not severe, how can we see the bright spring?
"Bitter Cold Song" Mengjiao, Tang Dynasty
The sky is cold and green, and the north wind calls withered mulberry.
The thick ice has no cracks, and there is cold light in short days.
Knocking on a stone will not produce fire, strengthening yin will capture yang.
What can be said about the suffering? This scene is made of frozen chanting.
"Snow in the Southern Qin Dynasty" Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty
Only when I saw the clouds covering the top of the ridge, and the snow on the rocks was already falling like dust.
Thousands of peaks, bamboo shoots, thousands of jades, thousands of usneas trees and thousands of clouds
17. "Two Poems on the Snow" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
The cold air first Invading the jade girl's door, the clear light swirls through the provincial man's house.
Plum blossoms bloom in Dayuling's hair, and catkins fly in Zhangtai Street.
If you want to dance, you must follow Cao Zhi's horse. If you are sentimental, you should wet your clothes.
Longshan is not far away, leaving it for travelers to return in February.