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1. Poems about missing your lover when it snows

1. What is the difference between white snow and salt in the air? It is not like catkins blowing up in the wind.

Xie Daoyun of Jin Dynasty's "Song of Snow Couplet" 2. The snowflakes on Yanshan Mountain are like waterfalls, blowing down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another. "North Wind Travel" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty 3. If the severe winter is not severe, how can we see the spring.

"Meng Dong Pu Jing Guan He Pavilion" by Lu Wen of the Tang Dynasty 4. Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow, both similar and not alike are stunning. "Traveling on the Shasha" in Lu Benzhong of the Song Dynasty.

5. The snowflakes are like palms and it is hard to cover your eyes, and the wind is as strong as a knife. Qian Qianyi's "Liu Jingzhong Yun on a Snowy Night" 6. The swirling bead curtain passes over the white wall, lighter than catkins and heavier than frost.

"Two Poems on Snow" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty 7. The setting sun is on the sparse bamboos, and the remaining snow is scattered in the mountains. Han Hong of the Tang Dynasty "The Master Chu's Book of House Meeting Bi Shuzi Qian Yuanwailang Envoy" 8. One night in Xian Mountain, the jade dragon was cold, and the thousands of pear trees in the phoenix forest grew old.

"Sword Drawing This Poem in the Snow of Xiangyang" by Lu Yan of the Tang Dynasty 9. The stream is so deep that it is hard to bear the snow, and the mountains are frozen and the clouds cannot flow. "Xue Wang" by Hong Sheng of the Qing Dynasty 10. The white snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.

"Spring Snow" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty. 2. Verses describing missing one’s lover when it snows

1. Original text: Missing a woman in Youzhou in December, she stops singing and laughs and is destroyed by two moths. Leaning against the door and looking at passers-by, it is sad to think of the bitter cold on the Great Wall.

Source: "Travel to the North Wind" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: In this icy December, a missing woman in Youzhou was neither singing nor smiling at home, with a frown on her face. Lock. She leaned against the door, staring at the passers-by, looking forward to the arrival of her husband. Her husband went to fight at the Great Wall and has not returned yet. The Great Wall is a bitterly cold place. Husband, please take care of yourself.

2. Original text: The plum blossoms are sent by mail, and the ruler is passed down by fish. There are countless ways to build up this hatred. Fortunately, the Chenjiang River flows around Chenshan Mountain, but why does it flow down to Xiaoxiang?

Source: Song Dynasty·Qin Guan's "Tasha Xing·Chenzhou Hotel"

Definition: The news from distant friends sent warm care and instructions, but it added to my deep feelings. Don’t hate separation deeply. Chenjiang River, you can just flow around your Chenshan Mountain, why does it have to flow to Xiaoxiang?

3. Original text: The plum blossoms in the waiting hall are withered, and the willows on the creek bridges are thin. The grass is fragrant and the wind is warm, shaking the bridle. The sorrow of separation gradually becomes infinite, and the distance continues like spring water.

Source: Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "Traveling on the Shasha·Waiting for the Plum Blossoms in the Pavilion"

Interpretation: The plum blossoms in front of the guest house have withered, and the new thin willows hang lightly beside the stream bridge, and the spring breeze Traveling far away on the fragrant grass, people leap on their horses and whip their whips. The farther away you go, the more endless the sorrow becomes, just like the water of the spring river that stretches far away.

4. Original text: Farewell letter and words, farewell needle and thread, leaving the soul in darkness and chasing the man far away. The bright moon in Huainan is cold and the mountains are cold, and no one cares about me when I return.

Source: Song Dynasty·Jiang Kui's "Traveling on Shasha·Composed from Miandong to the Jinling River on the first day of Ding Weiyuan to feel a dream"

Interpretation: Since the separation, she brought All the things mentioned in the letter, as well as the embroidery and sewing done for me when I left, all make me miss you endlessly. She came to my dream, just like Qian Niang in the legendary story. Her soul left her body and secretly followed her lover on a long journey.

I looked west at Huainan. Under the bright white moonlight, the mountains looked so cold. Presumably her soul, like the setting moon, returns alone in the dark. There is also no personal care.

5. Original text: The secret agreement is heavy, the separation is gone, the water chestnut flowers are full of dust and the light will shine. Leaning on the building, I am speechless and want to lose myself in ecstasy. The sky is dim and even the grass is dim.

Source: Song Dynasty·Kou Zhun's "Treading on the Shasha·Spring Evening"

Interpretation: Thinking back to the affectionate agreement when we said goodbye. Now after years of separation, there is still no news. Do you know how much I miss you? The dowry has not been opened for a long time, and the jewelry is dusty. Now I am too lazy to even look in the mirror.

Just leaning on the railing lonely, there are thousands of words in my heart, but who can I talk to? All I could do was choke and speechless, secretly ecstatic. The sky is gray, holding the endless grass sadly, just like my thoughts. 3. The seven unique poems that describe "Missing my lover in the snow, it is best to be a whole poem, it must be a poem, no

1. Partridge Sky·Snow shines on the mountain city, jade fingers are cold

< p>Song Dynasty: Liu Zhu

The snow shines on the mountain city and the jade fingers are cold, and the sound of Qiang Guan complains among the buildings.

Plum blossoms bloomed several times in the south of the Yangtze River, and people's temples were already stained at the end of the world.

The stars are dotted and the moon is clustered. The river flows backwards into cups and plates.

Three thousand poems about Hanlin's romance, sent to Wu Ji to read with tears.

Translation

The white snow covering the ground reflects the mountain city. In the ice and snow, even the jade fingers of the flute player upstairs feel cold, right? The sound of the Qiang flute you played was filled with the sadness of parting, floating in the space. The plum blossoms in Jiangnan bloom and fall, fall and bloom again. I don’t know how many times they have bloomed and fallen? I am wandering at the end of the world, and my temples are already so gray.

Facing the shining stars in the sky and the bright full moon, I drank endlessly alone. As I drank, I felt like the Milky Way in the sky flowed back into my cup.

I, a Hanlin scholar, wrote three thousand poems about my lovesickness, and I want to send them to you, my lover in the south, so that you can read them carefully while holding back your tears!

2. Two Catkins, Part 2

Qing Dynasty: Cao Jiada

The tenderness of the pavilions is too melancholy, and the broken spring smoke illuminates the winding stream. Don't be surprised to see the traces, the love is hard to confess to the short embankment.

When the wind returns and sings, the fan first suspects the snow, and when the rain wets the heart, it will easily turn into mud. The annoyance is that the gate is far away, and the situation is worthy of wandering to the west of the painting building.

Translation:

The pavilions are so desolate and desolate, the broken wood and spring smoke illuminate the winding stream. Don't be surprised to see the trajectory, the love is hard to confess to a short embankment.

The wind returns to the singing fan and begins to doubt the snow, and the rain wets the heart and turns to mud. I am annoyed that Chengguan and the border fortress are far away, let alone being reduced to the west of the painting building.

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Bodhisattva Man·The new wind blows away the snow at midnight

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

The wind blows away the snow at midnight It's snowing more, but the beautiful soul is still in love with the peach blossom moon. If the dream is good, don't wake it up, let others do what's good for you.

Listening to the painting corner for no reason, the pillow is red and the ice is thin. The horses neighed, and the remaining stars flickered the banner.

Translation

The biting north wind blew away the heavy snow that was still falling in the middle of the night. In the dream, the lovesick person is still infatuated with the bright moon night full of peach blossoms. The dream is so beautiful, don't wake him up, let him wander around in the beautiful dream for a while.

Without any warning, I suddenly heard the sound of the horn being drawn in my dream. When I woke up, my tears had formed a thin layer of red ice on my pillow. What was heard in the ears was the neighing of the horses, and what was seen in the eyes was the military flag with the remaining stars hanging sideways. It was such a cold and majestic scene.

4. Snow Fishing Pavilion

Song Dynasty: Jiang Kui

The wind is cold and snowy in the countryside, and no one is holding the fishing rod.

Sometimes an official ship passes by the bridge, and white gulls fly away and land on the beach.

Translation

On a cold night with wind and snow, I leaned against the railing alone and saw no one around. There was not even a single person fishing, which made people feel very melancholy. Occasionally, an official ship passes by the bridge, but it is also silent. Even the egrets that usually sing and fly together fly quietly at this time and land peacefully.

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Walking on the sand·Snow is like plum blossoms

Song Dynasty: Lu Benzhong

Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow. Both the similarity and the dissimilarity are strange.

Who knows about the annoying flavor? Please ask me to take the moon from the south tower.

I remember last year, it was the plum blossom season. No one talks about old things.

For whom do you get drunk and for whom do you wake up? To this day I still hate to say goodbye.

Translation

The snow is as white as plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms are as crystal clear as snow. Whether they look like it or not, they are all equally beautiful. But this beautiful snow and plum blossoms arouse my sorrow. Who can know this sorrow? Only the bright moon on the south tower is my witness.

I remember that in previous years, it was also a season like this, but I walked in the snow with you to look for plum blossoms. The bright moon shone on both of us. Time passed, people got older, and things became old things, and no one mentioned them anymore. Got it! I got drunk and woke up again, and I woke up and got drunk again, but for whom? Alas, until now, I still regret that I left you so easily! 4. Poems about Chuxue missing her lover

Poems about Chuxue missing her lover include: 1. The original text of "Travel to the North Wind (Excerpt)" by Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty: The snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as mats, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace.

In December, when I miss my wife in Youzhou, I stop singing and laugh, and the two moths destroy her. Translation: The snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as mats, falling one by one on Xuanyuan Terrace.

In this icy December, a missing woman in Youzhou was neither singing nor smiling at home, with a frown on her face. 2. The original text of Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty "After mourning his grief, he went to Eastern Shu to open up and encountered snow at Sanguan": Jianwai joined the army far away, without a home and clothes to send.

After leaving the country, three feet of snow fell, and I returned to my dream of the old mandarin duck machine. Translation: I am about to take up a post outside Jianwai. The journey is very long. Without a home, you can no longer send me cold clothes.

The white snow in Dashanguan is three feet thick, and the past is like a dream, recalling the days when I made a loom for me. 3. The original text of "Ode to Snow" by Wu Jun of the Southern Dynasties: The breeze shakes the trees in the garden, and the 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. Translation: A gentle wind gently swayed the trees in the courtyard, and fine snow fell into the gaps in the bamboo curtains.

She floats in the air like mist, and the steps are condensed with beautiful flowers. I can't see the willows sprouting in the courtyard to welcome the spring. I can only see the white osmanthus branches, but they are just empty branches.

When I shed tears of sadness, there is no one to talk to about my feelings, so what is the use of being so sentimental and melancholy? 4. The original text of "Treading on the Shasha·Snow is Like Plum Blossoms" in Lu Benzhong of the Southern Song Dynasty: Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow. Both the similarity and the dissimilarity are strange.

Who knows about the annoying flavor? Please ask me to take the moon from the south tower. I remember last year, it was plum blossom season.

No one talks about old things. For whom do you get drunk and for whom do you wake up? To this day I still hate to say goodbye.

Translation: The snow is as white as plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms are as crystal clear as snow. Whether they look like them or not, they are all equally beautiful. But this beautiful snow and plum blossoms arouse my sorrow.

Who can know this sad thought? Only the bright moon on the south tower is my witness. I remember that in previous years, it was also a season like this, but I walked in the snow with you to look for plum blossoms. The bright moon shone on both of us. Time passed, people got older, and things became old things, and no one mentioned them anymore! I got drunk and woke up again, and I woke up and got drunk again, but for whom? Alas, until now, I still regret that I left you so easily! 5. The original text of "Luoyang Spring·Snow" by Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty: There are countless saddles collected by secret sprinklers.

The tree is far away. The mountains are overlapping and indistinguishable, as if they are five miles apart and covered in mist.

The melancholy is deep in the window. Wet flowers and light catkins.

At that time, leisurely and leisurely people were pitiful, and they were all helped by strong fragrance. Translation: On the long journey on horseback, snowflakes fell overwhelmingly, blurring the woods in the distance and blurring the overlapping mountains, making it impossible to distinguish clearly, as if they were trapped in five miles of fog.

Back then, the snowflakes also drifted through our windows, like wet flowers and light catkins. That melodious look is so endearing, but not because the snowflakes are so beautiful, but because you are right next to me.

Baidu Encyclopedia - Beifengxing Baidu Encyclopedia - After mourning, I went to Eastern Shu to open up the Sanguan and encountered snow Baidu Encyclopedia - Yongxue Baidu Encyclopedia - Walking on the sand·Snow is like plum blossoms Baidu Encyclopedia - Luoyang Spring·Snow. 5. Sentences about missing your lover during the first snowfall

1. The sudden snowfall was so pure that in an instant all the dreams were shattered, freezing the time limit of love but making the pain last forever. .

2. Snowflakes are floating in the night sky, and people's hearts tremble when they land. Since you have become ruthless, I regret it again. The sorrow is clear, but the snow here is still there.

3. Everyone has a path given to him by destiny. The road is sometimes wide and sometimes narrow. However, as long as you keep calm and go forward with hope, there will definitely be a way

open for you.

4. Chuxue, she told us that promises are always promises, they will never change, and they will never be unfulfilled. One learns to speak Korean, the other learns to speak Japanese, one bakes a plate, and the other paints landscapes, they are just that

The beautiful existence, even though the sky is far away at that time, will still be waiting for you in the beautiful first snow in the end.

5. Because of the snow, there are clear footprints behind us; because of you, the snowflakes melt on my temples. 6. Verses describing missing one’s lover when it snows

1. Original text: Missing a woman in Youzhou in December, she stopped singing and laughed and was destroyed by two moths.

Leaning against the door and looking at passers-by, it is sad to read that the Great Wall is bitter and cold. Source: Tang Dynasty·Li Bai's "Travel to the North Wind" Interpretation: In this icy December, a missing woman in Youzhou was neither singing nor smiling at home, her brows were furrowed.

She leaned against the gate, staring at the passers-by, looking forward to the arrival of her husband. Her husband went to fight at the Great Wall and has not returned yet.

The Great Wall is a bitterly cold place. Husband, please take care of yourself. 2. Original text: The plum blossoms are sent by mail, and the ruler is passed down by fish.

There are countless ways to build this hatred. Fortunately, the Chenjiang River flows around Chenshan Mountain, but why does it flow down to Xiaoxiang?

Source: Song Dynasty·Qin Guan's "Tasha Xing·Chenzhou Hostel" Explanation: The news from distant friends sent warm care and instructions, but it added to my deep sorrow of separation and separation. Chenjiang River, you can just flow around your Chenshan Mountain, why does it have to flow to Xiaoxiang? 3. Original text: The plum blossoms in the waiting hall are withered, and the willows on the creeks and bridges are thin.

The grass smokes and the wind warms and shakes the bridle. The sorrow of separation gradually becomes infinite, and the distance continues like spring water.

Source: Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "Tasha Xing·Waiting for the Plum Blossoms" Definition: The plum blossoms in front of the guest house have withered, new thin willows hang lightly beside the stream bridge, and the spring breeze makes people jump on the fragrant grass. The horse whips. The farther away you go, the more endless the sorrow becomes, just like the water of the spring river that stretches far away.

4. Original text: Farewell words, needles and threads, leaving my soul in darkness and chasing the man far away. The bright moon in Huainan is cold and the mountains are cold, and no one cares about me when I return.

Source: Song Dynasty·Jiang Kui's "Traveling on Shasha·Composed from Miandong to the Jinling River on Dingweiyuan Day to Feel a Dream" Interpretation: Since the separation, she has brought all the things mentioned in the letters, There is also the embroidery and sewing done for me before parting, which I miss endlessly. She came to my dream, just like Qian Niang in the legendary story. Her soul left her body and secretly followed her lover on a long journey.

I looked west at Huainan. Under the bright white moonlight, the mountains looked so cold. Presumably her soul, like the setting moon, returns alone in the dark.

There is also no personal care. 5. Original text: The secret agreement is deep, the separation is gone, and the honeysuckle dust is full of carelessness.

Leaning on the building, I am speechless and want to be ecstatic. The sky is dim and even the grass is dim. Source: Song Dynasty·Kou Zhun's "Traveling on the Shasha·Spring Evening" Definition: I think back to the affectionate agreement we made when we said goodbye.

Now, after many years of separation, there is still no news. Do you know how much I miss you? The dowry has not been opened for a long time and the jewelry is dusty. Now I am too lazy to even look in the mirror. Just leaning on the railing lonely, even though there are thousands of words in my heart, who can I talk about it to? All I could do was choke and speechless, secretly ecstatic.

The sky is gray, holding the endless grass sadly, just like my thoughts.

7. Poems about missing your lover in winter

1. "Winter Solstice Night with Hunan Spirit" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

There is no way to see the beauty, and the cold quilt is inaccessible.

How could the longest night be spent sleeping alone?

Translation: The beauty I have longed for for many years cannot meet, and this cold quilt is simply unbearable. How can you endure the longest winter solstice night of the year? What's more, the two of us are now enduring the suffering of this long cold night alone.

2. "What Happens on a Winter Night" - Lu Wen of the Tang Dynasty

I get up and lie down again with all my worries, and the night is too long to live through.

The wind blows the snowflakes like falling flowers, and the moon shines on the ice like broken mirrors.

Translation: All kinds of worries gathered in my heart. I got up and lay down again. The long night felt uneasy. Snow falls outside the window, like petals falling one by one. The moonlight shines miserably on the snowy night, shining on the cracks in the ice, like a broken mirror that cannot be completely round.

3. "Smelling Insects on a Winter Night" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

The sound of insects makes people miss the winter and feel sad when they hear it.

Translation: The longing expressed by the cries of insects sounds more miserable and sad in winter than in autumn. Even people who don’t understand sadness will feel sad when they hear it.

4. "Something to Think About" - Lu Tong of the Tang Dynasty

I was in love-sickness all night, and suddenly I came to the window and suspected that it was you.

Translation: In that lovesickness, the plum blossoms bloomed all night, but the person who missed me never knew that until I reached out to the window, I thought it was you back.

5. "Winter Willow" - Lu Guimeng in the Tang Dynasty

The willow pavilion is facing the barbarian window, and the scattered branches are beside the Xiaojiang River.

It was at the point where the frosty wind broke that a pair of cold gulls started to fly.

Translation: The rows of willow trees beside the waterside are facing the window of me, a reclusive savage, and the decaying branches are scattered and piled up on the river bank. A gust of cold wind blew and broke the dead branches of the willow trees. The broken branches fell to the ground, startling the cold gulls that were perched by the river, and they flew away in pairs.