Su Shi, a poem describing snow

1, "Sand Pottery in Huanxi Don't Remember Su"-Author Su Shisong

The wind and waves in the sky don't remember Sue. Thousands of chariots galloped on the snowy and sunny river. But it's full. I'm sorry.

Green sleeves cling to the wind and lingering catkins, and red lips are rotten and drunk. Your majesty, ah, pliers and cream whiskers.

I only remember the wind last night, but I don't remember when I woke up and watched the heavy snow on the river. I thought there would be a bumper harvest of wheat this year and next year. As long as the people are full, I won't worry.

Singer Lin stood in the wind, the snowflakes flying around him were like catkins, and the red lips after drinking were as gorgeous as cherries. I caught off guard in front of the glass and touched my white beard.

2, "Huanxisha, Send Mei Ting Old Party Scholar"-Author Su Shi Song Dynasty

Outside the door, the east wind snows. Looking back at the top of the mountain, I looked at Wu Sanren. We should not forget that there are no fish.

Shangdang has never been the backbone of the world. Mr. Yuan is an ancient Confucian. Shi Ping doesn't need Shu Lian.

The east wind outside the door blows the Chun Xue on your skirt. When you climb the head of Taihang Mountain, you will definitely look back at Sanwu's hometown. Since you have become a scholar, you should not care about being sent to that hard place.

Shangdang has a dangerous terrain and has always been known as the roof of the world. Mr. Wang is ambitious and takes the rule of the world as his own responsibility. Be prepared for danger in times of peace is also the reason why you are not reused.

3, "Youth Tour Runzhou Zuo Zuo"-author Su Shi in Song Dynasty

It snowed outside Yuhang Gate last year. At the end of spring this year, flowers are blooming like snow, and my home is still not seen.

Invite the bright moon to the wine curtain, and the wind will penetrate the screen window. Just as Heng E pitied Shuang Yan, he shone clearly and painted a tilted picture.

Last year, I saw him off at the gate of Yuhang. It snows like an poplar flower. Now that spring has passed, young flowers are floating around like snow, but they have not returned from people. How can we not worry?

Roll up the curtains and raise a glass to attract the bright moon, but the wind and dew come in through the screen window and jump into your arms. Moonlight is infinitely fond of the swallows who live in the two places, and its brilliance and gentleness are obliquely sprinkled on the swallow nest on the painted beam.

4. Two Books on the North Terrace Wall after Snow-written by Su Shi in Song Dynasty

The evening is still like rain, and the night is quiet and windy.

But I feel like splashing water, and I don't know that salt has been piled up in the yard.

At dawn, the book came, and a cold sound was painted on the eaves in the middle of the night.

Try to sweep the north platform to see the horse's ear, there is no burial and no sharp point.

On the first day of Chengtou, crows began to turn over, and there was no car in the mud.

The frozen jade pagoda is cold and millet, and the light shakes the silver sea and dazzles the flowers

There are several grasshopper-infested villages thousands of feet away.

The old illness has retired from poetry, and the icicles are empty and recall the willow tea.

At dusk, the rain is continuous, the night is calm and the weather is even colder. I just feel that the bedding is not warm at all, just like water splashing on it. I didn't know the yard was full of snow.

In the middle of the night, I saw a cold light on the roof. I thought it was the dawn breaking the window and mistakenly thought it would be the fifth watch, but it was actually the ice valve on the roof. Get up in the morning to clear the snow and board the North Station. I saw a vast expanse, only Maer Mountain showed double peaks.

After the snow in Chu Qing, crows in Chengtou began to fly up and down, and vehicles with melted snow rolled around on the road and turned into mud. Under the sunshine, the house is like a jade building, the earth is like a silver sea, people's skin is swollen with cold, and the snow light makes people dizzy.

Heavy snow kills locusts and covers wheat, and the wheat of the people will grow luxuriantly in the coming year.

5. The Snow in the Gathering Stars —— The Dynasty and Song Dynasty of the author Su Shi

Dead leaves rang in front of the window, and the dragon tried to walk in the first snow.

First reflect the sky and gather doubts, make a gesture of oblique flight, and be worried.

Guests dance wildly, and old Wei gets drunk first.

I hate that my sleeves are tilted, so I just turned off the micro light.

I will be happier when I come back, and I will always play drums. Don't wait to ring the bell in the morning.

I don't think it's a long night, but I'm afraid of Chu Yang.

I want to float to the white and chase the reward. Fortunately, I was shocked by the wind.

When the fuzzy roof was alone for a long time, I caught a glimpse of the chaotic tile ditch.

Runan sages have stories, who will continue to talk about drunken poems?

At that time, I ordered you to listen, and you were not allowed to fight in vain with your bare hands.

The rustling of dead leaves in front is the first snow in the Dragon Palace experiment. They gather in the air as if there is nothing, pretending to fly sideways, which is fascinating.

The guests danced happily like bamboo swaying in the wind. I, an old satrap, got drunk first, as if the frost had broken. Unfortunately, there were no beautiful women decorating plum blossoms before the banquet, only micro-lights shone on the light snow in the air.

Get up early in the morning and can't wait for the official to pull the bell rope. Sleepless at night is not afraid of wrinkles on clothes, but of the dazzling morning sun reflecting snowflakes.

I want to drink a lot and enjoy the scenery. The whirlwind of surprise also blew a little unmelted snow. On the top of juniper tree, I often see fuzzy white, and the snow in the tile ditch is just a breath.

There was an old example of the sage of Runan in the past. Now who will continue the drunken man's poetic conversation? Please listen to the rules agreed at that time, unarmed combat is not allowed to pick up an inch of weapons.