1. 100 poems about winter
100 poems about winter 1. 300 ancient poems about winter
·Du Fu
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a line of white dew reaches the blue sky.
The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in Xiling, and the door is docked with a ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu.
2. "The Master Stays 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.
3. "Looking at the Remaining Snow in the South"
Yong of Zu of the Tang Dynasty
The Yinling Mountains in Zhongnan are beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds.
The forest is showing its bright colors, and the city is getting colder at dusk.
4. "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 boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
5. "Ask Liu Nineteenth"
Tang Dynasty·Bai Juyi
Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove.
It's snowing in the evening, so I can't drink a cup.
6. "Plum Blossom"
Wang Anshi, Song Dynasty
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
7. "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?
8. "Farewell to Dong Da"
Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are shining in the daytime, and the north wind is blowing wild geese and snow.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
9. "Song under the Sai"
Tang Dynasty Lulun
The black geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes in the night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife.
10. "Winter Eve"
Tang·Cen Shen
The sweat, frost and wind blow across the sky and the earth, and there is no business in the hot springs and fire wells.
The dragons and snakes in Zeguo cannot stretch out due to the cold, and the thin cypresses in Nanshan have faded away.
11. "Drinking on an Early Winter Night"
Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
In Huaiyang, sick people often seek love, and guests' sleeves are filled with frost and candle trays.
Build a pile of pear blossoms and a pile of snow, who will be leaning on the railing next year?
12. "Send Away on a Winter Night"
Jia Dao of the Tang Dynasty
Walking on the village bridge in the bright light, the flowers have fallen on the Meixi River and the snow has not disappeared.
The days are short and the weather is cold, I am worried about seeing off guests, and the road to Chushan is endless.
13. "A Stroll on the Qujiang River in the Dead Winter"
Pei Yizhi of the Tang Dynasty
When the snow is gone on the southern slopes, the geese fly north, and the grass roots are full of spring sunshine.
No one comes to Qujiang for a long time. I go around the cold pond and return alone.
2. Excerpt 100 words of sentences describing winter
Winter is transparent.
Through the sparse branches, you can see the ice and snow on the lake, distant mountains and villages, and a group of people as small as ants. Winter is as transparent as the ice it forms. Just like X-rays can see through the bones of the human body, winter can allow people to see through the heart of the universe.
"Winter Lyrical" (87 words) by Yu Feng
The cold wind blew away the neither cool nor hot autumn in one night. The nasty winter followed the last group of geese migrating south and descended on the Loess Plateau. The undulating mountains and ridges soon became desolate. The mountains and fields around the county town were bare, and there was no longer a speck of green.
"In Difficult Days" by Lu Yao (91 words)
Since it was late winter, as we approached my hometown, the weather became gloomy again, and cold wind blew into the cabin. There was a whining sound, and I looked out from the gap in the awning. Under the pale yellow sky, there were several desolate deserted villages far and near, without any life. My heart couldn't help but feel sad.
Lu Xun's "Hometown" (80 words)
It is another severe winter with wind and snow. The roof turned white, and long ice cubes hung upside down from the thatched eaves, like fangs, like sharp knives hanging upside down, trying to tear into pieces and chew up the people huddled in the old crow's nest. A gust of wind blew up, and they whined and screamed.
Jin Jingmai's "Song of Ouyang Hai" (85 words)
As soon as the cold season arrives on the earth, everything changes. The sky is gray, as if after a strong wind, There was a chaotic weather, and the snow was blowing all day long. People walked quickly, and the breath from their mouths seemed to be smoking when exposed to severe cold.
Xiao Hong's "The Biography of Hulan River" (85 words)
The Winter Solstice has passed, and the climate is getting colder and colder. The sky was gloomy, a bluish-grey color, and it looked like snow was falling. From the direction of the crab pond, the northwest wind blew in waves, sweeping the originally sparse land even more emptier.
Wang Xiyan's "Spring Warmth" (77 words)
In winter, the sky is low and the entire mausoleum area is extremely cold.
The cold current from the Mongolian Plateau roared in with goose feathers and heavy snow. The mountains roared like thunder, the pine forests surged like waves hitting the shore, and the silver-white branches of Tang Liu struggled in the strong wind, making a shrill scream. The distant mountains and nearby ridges are like jade armor, and thousands of "pear blossoms" are blooming.
Hezi's "Gu Ling Song" (100 words)
3. Complete collection of winter poems
"Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty Birds Flying Over Thousands of Mountains Absolutely, all traces of people will be wiped out.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. "Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming. "Song of White Snow Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" by Tang Cen Shen The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and the snow falls in August.
Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. It scatters into the bead curtain and wets the Luo curtain, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.
The general's horns and bows 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, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes. Snow falls one after another on 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 winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
"The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty. At dusk, the mountains are far away, and the weather is cold and the white house is poor. Chaimen hears the barking of dogs, and returns home on a snowy night.
"Looking at the Remaining Snow in the South" by Tang Zuyong The Yin ridge in Zhongnan is beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds. The forest shows its bright color, and the city becomes colder at dusk.
"Ask Liu Nineteenth" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. Green ants make new fermented wine and a small red clay stove. It's snowing in the evening, and I can't help but drink a cup.
"Travel to the North Wind" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The candle dragon lives in a humble door, and its brilliance is as bright as day. Why can't the sun and moon shine like 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, when I miss my wife in Youzhou, I stop singing and laugh, and the two moths destroy her.
Leaning against the door and looking at passers-by, it is sad to read that the Great Wall is bitter and cold. When I said goodbye, I picked up my sword and went to save him. I left behind this golden sword with tiger inscriptions.
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" by Tang Gaoshi The yellow clouds spread over thousands of miles in the daytime, and the north wind blew 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 black geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night. When I want to chase Qingqi away, the heavy snow covers my bow and sword.
"Winter Eve" Tang Cen Shen The sweat, frost, and wind are blowing across the sky and the earth, and there is no business in the hot springs and fire wells. The dragons and snakes in Zeguo cannot stretch out due to the cold, and the thin cypresses in Nanshan have faded away.
"Answering Guests on a Winter Night" by Tang Bao Rong Winter is lovely, but not as sweet as night. Fortunately, in the frost and dew, the chariot and horse are caught in the cold.
If you don’t learn how to farm, the millet will be defeated by the weeds and weeds. How can it be that relatives and guests are scattered, and birds and mice move to their nests.
I can only see the green pine heart, and the frost covers the soft rose. If you are strong and humble like this, how can you show your kindness?
Reminiscing about the ancient husband, a word carries the weight of mountains and rivers. Play the sword of Chu in the wind, and play the song of Yan for your son.
"Early Winter" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The weather in the south of the Yangtze River is good in October, and the poor winter scenery is like spring. The light frost has not killed the luxuriant grass, and the warm sun has begun to dry up the desert sand.
The leaves of the old zhejie are as yellow as those of young trees, and the branches of cold cherry blossoms are as white as wild flowers. At this time, the idle people were drunk, and the five horses had no way to enter the restaurant.
"The Negative Winter Sun" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The high winter sun rises and shines on the south corner of my house. Sit down with your eyes closed, and let the harmonious energy grow on your skin.
At first it feels like drinking mellow wine, but also like being stung by suds. The outside is smooth and the body is smooth, and the middle is moderate without a thought.
I forget where I am, my heart is empty. "Winter Night" Tang Bai Juyi's family was poor and his loved ones were separated, so he just wanted to hang out because he was ill.
There is no one in front of me, I am sleeping alone in the village. The lights are dim and the curtains are broken.
In front of Cece’s window, there was fresh snow falling again. Over the years, I have been sleeping less and getting up in the middle of the night to sit upright.
If you don’t learn to sit still and forget your mind, you will never be able to live in peace. Wuran is in this world, and Haoran feels guilty.
Four years and one thousand three hundred nights passed like this. "Shou Sui" by Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty. The dusk scene is in the Xianfang Hall, and the palace is gorgeous in the old age.
The cold leaves the winter snow, and the warmth brings the spring breeze. The steps are fragrant and plain, and the flowers and candles are red.
***Happy New Year and farewell to the old year. "Working in the Wind and Snow" by 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.
I can’t breathe when the porridge is cooked, and I sleep peacefully when the sun is high. At that time, the mind and body are free from distractions.
In this way, I have lived in peace for six years. Suddenly I think about the tourists far away, and then I think about the scholars who came to court in the early days.
Walking at night is freezing cold, and the cold weather has not yet risen. The mind is the king and father of the body, and the body is the subject of the mind.
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 you with my words and bones.
4. Poems about winter
1. The owner of Furong Mountain in the snow, Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty
At dusk, the mountains are far away, and the weather is cold and the white house is poor.
Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night.
2. Jiang Xue Tang Dynasty·Liu Zongyuan
Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
3. Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital Tang Dynasty·Cen Shen
The north wind blows and the white grass breaks 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 horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the guards' iron coats are cold and 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, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes.
Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the wind blows and the red flag remains frozen.
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, and there is only a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
5. A complete collection of 300 ancient poems about winter
1. "Ask Liu Nineteenth" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Original poem: Green Ant New Fermented Wine, A small red clay stove. It's snowing tonight, can I have a drink?
Definition: The newly brewed rice wine is green in color and fragrant; the small red clay oven burns bright red. It's getting dark and heavy snow is coming. Can you take a look at the humble house and drink a glass of warm wine?
2. "Plum Blossom" by Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty
Original poem:
The calyx contains snow at the beginning, and it is difficult to mark the original painting alone. There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.
Listening to the horizontal flute and worrying about it, leaning on the leaning branch to look at the disease. If the wind is like a solution, it will not be destroyed easily.
Interpretation:
The plum blossoms are blooming for the first time, and there is still white snow in the calyx; the plum blossoms are beautiful and aloof, and even if they want to be painted, they will worry about the difficulty of painting vividly. There is a unique charm in the fragrance of flowers, and they are so elegant that they don’t even know the coldness of winter. People with sad hearts do not want to listen to the sad flute sound, and the sick body leans on the plum branches to look at the scenery alone. If the north wind understands my regret, please don't destroy it easily.
3. "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
Original poem: Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
Definition: On all the mountains, the birds have disappeared, and on all roads there is no sign of people. On a lone boat on the river, an old man wearing a hat was fishing alone on the cold river covered with heavy snow.
4. "Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
Original poem: 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.
Definition: There are a few plum blossoms in the corner, blooming alone despite the severe cold. From a distance, you can tell that the white plum blossoms are not snow, because there is the fragrance of plum blossoms.
5. "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty
Original poem: At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor. Chaimen hears the barking of dogs, and returns home on a snowy night.
Interpretation: When dusk falls and the mountains are vast, the journey becomes more and more distant. When the weather gets colder, the thatched house looks poorer.
Suddenly there was the sound of dogs barking outside Chaimen. It turned out that someone was returning home despite the wind and snow.
6. Poems about the winter season
1. Jiang Xue
Liu Zongyuan
Thousands of mountains are covered with birds flying across thousands of paths. The traces of people disappear.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river
2. Wang Anshi’s work: Plum Blossoms
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
3. Bai Juyi's "Ask Liu Nineteenth"
"Green ants make new fermented wine, red mud small stove,
It will snow in the evening, can Do you want a drink? ”
4. Liu Changqing’s “The Master of Furong Mountain Stays in the Snow”
At dusk, the mountains are far away, and the weather is cold and the white house is poor.
Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night.
5. The window contains the snow of Xiling for thousands of years, and the door is docked with a boat thousands of miles away from Dongwu
6. When you open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are pale, and the sun is cold
7. The snow in Hanchuan has disappeared, and the frozen pond is gradually flowing
8. It has snowed in the capital for ten days, and the courtyards are full of light
9. The grass is dry, the eagle's eyes are sick, and the snow is gone, and the horse's hooves are light
14. You are nowhere to be seen on the mountain winding road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow
15. Late at night, I know the snow is falling, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboos from time to time
16. Cloud Hengqinling Mountains have been snowing for thousands of years, and the snow has covered the blue gate and the horse has stopped moving forward
17. There are still oranges on the branches under the residual snow, and the frozen snow has shocked the bamboo shoots about to sprout
18. The spring snow in Sanba has begun to disappear. ,Hundred. 1. Jiang Xue
Liu Zongyuan
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
2. Wang Anshi’s work: Plum Blossoms
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
3. Bai Juyi's "Ask Liu Nineteenth"
"Green ants make new fermented wine, red mud small stove,
It will snow in the evening, can Do you want a drink? ”
4. Liu Changqing’s “The Master of Furong Mountain Stays in the Snow”
At dusk, the mountains are far away, and the weather is cold and the white house is poor.
Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night.
5. The window contains the snow of Xiling for thousands of years, and the door is docked with a boat thousands of miles away from Dongwu
6. When you open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are pale, and the sun is cold
7. The snow in Hanchuan has disappeared, and the frozen pond is gradually flowing
8. It has snowed in the capital for ten days, and the courtyards are full of light
9. The grass is dry, the eagle's eyes are sick, and the snow is gone, and the horse's hooves are light
14. You are nowhere to be seen on the mountain winding road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow
15. Late at night, I know the snow is falling, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboos from time to time
16. Cloud Hengqinling Mountains have been snowing for thousands of years, and the snow has covered the blue gate and the horse has stopped moving forward
17. There are still oranges on the branches under the residual snow, and the frozen snow has shocked the bamboo shoots about to sprout
18. The spring snow in Sanba has begun to disappear. , heading east with thousands of twists and turns
19. The snow-capped mountains are dark with long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance
The yellow clouds are moving thousands of miles, and the white waves are flowing over the snow-capped mountains.
——Li Bai's "A Ballad from Mount Lu to Lu Shiyu's Xuzhou"
If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.
——Li Bai's "One of Three Poems on the Difficult Journey"
In May, there is snow in the mountains, no flowers, only cold.
——Li Bai's "Six Songs under the Fortress (Part 1)"
Don't you see that the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
——Li Bai's "About to Enter the Wine"
The three cities are garrisoned in the white snow of Xishan, and the Qingjiang River in Nanpu is covered by thousands of miles of bridges.
——Du Fu's "Ambition"
At the end of the year, the yin and yang rush to short scenes, and the sky is frosty and snowy at the end of the world.
——Du Fu's "Ge Night"
The other seven horses are also unique, as different as the cold sky mixed with clouds and snow.
——Du Fu's "Wei Xi's Record of Things and Watching General Cao's Painting of Horses"
Try to brush the iron clothes like snow, and talk about holding a sword to move the stars.
——Wang Wei's "Veteran's Journey"
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
——Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River"
The ancient garrison was green and beacon fire was cold, and the wilderness was heavy and white with flying snow.
——Li Qi "Listening to Dong Da playing Hujia and sending messages to the room"
There are no city walls in the wild clouds, and rain and snow cover the desert one after another.
——Li Qi's "Ancient Military Journey"
There is a person with a very real character and a snow-skinned and colorful appearance.
——Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
Thousands of miles of cold light produces snow, and the dawn on three sides stirs up dangerous signals.
——Zu Yong "Looking at Jimen"
When I want to chase Qingqi away, the heavy snow covers my bow and sword.
——Lu Lun's "Third of Four Songs under the Sai"
The road is out of the cold clouds, and people return to the dusk snow.
——Lu Lun's "Farewell to Li Duan"
The sand in front of Hui Le Feng is like snow, and the moon outside the city is like frost.
——Li Yi "Listening to the Flute in Shoujiang City at Night"
In the third spring, the white snow returns to the Green Tomb, and the thousands of miles of Yellow River circles the Black Mountain.
——Liu Zhongyong's "Resentment from Conquering People"
7. A sentence of one hundred words describing winter
Winter is here, and the cold wave is coming, as feather-like Heavy snow was flying all over the sky, and the whole world was dressed in white.
After bidding farewell to the autumn of abundant harvests, the winter of flying snowflakes has finally arrived. It was snowing, and pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky. After a while, the ground, trees, and roofs all turned white.
Spring mornings are warm, summer mornings are lively, autumn mornings are peaceful, but what about winter? It was just dawn, and I was walking on the way to school with my schoolbag on my back. The boundary between heaven and earth is so hazy: the mountains are white, the sky is white, and white mist is floating on the water.
I want to touch this strange fog, but it is like a naughty child, running away to the east and west... The cold wind roars "whirring" and uses its thick... His fingers grabbed the pedestrian's hair arbitrarily and pricked the pedestrian's skin like needles. Pedestrians had no choice but to button up their winter coats tightly, put their hands in their pockets, shrink their necks, and walk quickly.
The pines and cypresses on both sides of the road stand upright in high spirits, proudly facing the wind, frost, rain and snow, inspiring people to move forward bravely. The shops on the street have opened one after another.
I didn’t care to admire the dazzling array of goods or taste the mouth-watering food. I speeded up my pace and went to school to find the winter morning. The sun was rising, and the gray fog seemed to be rolling incessantly. I vaguely saw heads on the playground: one, two, three... The playground gradually became lively.
Look, an old teacher is coming over there, and several young pioneers are saluting him. The old teacher is smiling and nodding... There are four seasons in a year, and each season is different. There are different views, but my favorite is the majestic view in the winter when it snows.
In winter, when the snow falls heavily, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm, a crystal clear fairy tale world.
The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of white snow give people a cool and soothing feeling. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, even my soul is being purified, becoming pure and beautiful.
The snow at dusk is deep, as if there are thousands of emotions, and it is as turbulent as the sea, able to submerge everything, and there is a sense of nakedness like uncovering the hidden head. The snowflakes have various shapes and are crystal clear, like warriors on an expedition, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white sails sailing on a long voyage... The scenery in the snow is magnificent, the sky and the earth are completely the same color, and only one piece can be seen Silver, it seems that the whole world is decorated with silver.
After the snow, the continuous white snow decorates the world. The green branches and jade leaves, the pink jade bricks, and the bright colors are really a gratifying scene of auspicious snow and a good year. I love snow, I love snow scenery, and I love winter even more.
Winter is the growth ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.
As soon as autumn is over, it’s winter. Winter is the coldest season of the four seasons.
Winter has not arrived yet, but the weather is already extremely cold. The strong wind blew the trees this way and that, and the lowest temperature dropped to below zero.
I was sleeping in bed at night and heard the wind blowing outside, like a tiger roaring. The strong wind made the windows of my house make a "bang bang" sound, which made it difficult for the elderly to sleep.
The sound was so loud that it could wake up even sleeping people. I couldn't fall asleep for a long time, quietly listening to the wind roaring like a tiger... After a long, long time, I fell asleep in a daze.
When I got up in the morning, I walked outside the house. The wind was still blowing and showed no sign of decreasing. The wind was so strong that it almost knocked me down, making me almost unable to stand.
At this time, I was dressed like a big fat man. Although I wore so many and thick clothes, the wind still penetrated my body vigorously.
At this time, I saw all the pedestrians on the road taking out various weapons to resist the cold, such as cotton coats, cotton coats, down jackets, scarves, hats... However, some people were still saying : "It's so cold, it's so cold!" It's already so cold before winter comes. If winter really comes, I don't know how cold it will be! It might freeze people to death. I always felt so bored staying at home alone, so I went out for a walk with my grandma. When I went out, I couldn't help but take a breath of the air after the rain. The air was so fresh.
I saw that the thorn tree flowers that were in full bloom last week were frightened by the cold wind and fell down. The thorns of the wild roses in the community were not as strong as before. When I pressed the thorns, they fell off. Down, the pink petals also fell one after another. On the flower bed, dead leaves fell on it, turning into bowls of sweet spring water after the rain.
Walking on the Wutong Road, pieces of Wutong leaves were piled on the ground. The north wind blew, and they jumped to the road like a group of naughty and cute little people. The north wind was also in my clothes. Jumping around. Several cypress trees next to the 576 station still stand upright without fear. They are so strong and tall.
A few chrysanthemums were placed next to the school gate, which seemed to add a bit of vitality to the deserted campus. Several children were playing around the pool on the campus. Old people were sitting in groups of three and two, chatting about the past and the present.
The water waves are rippling, reflecting the surrounding lights and making them sparkling. When we came to the bamboo trees in the north of the mountain, we saw them standing resolutely on the grass. The north wind blew, and they shook their heads, as if they were not afraid of the cold winter.
Unknowingly, I was standing in front of the door of our house. I still looked at the beautiful scenery in winter and refused to look back... Looking up, the dark blue sky was so charming. There were bright little stars twinkling in the sky, and they gathered more and more, as if they were dancing on the blue carpet, and they seemed to be blinking and talking to me.
Ah! The night is so magical, the moon has just climbed up the treetops, giving off its bright light. At night, it seemed very quiet.
This is winter on campus, a beautiful and quiet winter. Winter mornings are beautiful, if you don’t believe it, please take a look - every morning when I open the door and go out, the biting cold wind blows and hits me from time to time.
And, occasionally, naughty little snowflakes will fall down like a dance. There are all kinds of hexagonal snowflakes: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like scraps of paper... They are really beautiful.
When it falls on the ground, it seems to have covered the earth with a thick blanket; when it falls on a tree, it is like being dressed in silver; when it falls on a car, it is like a freshly baked cream cake. This beautiful snow scene immerses people in the fresh sky.
8. Collection of ancient poems about winter
Ancient poems about winter include: "Snow on the River", "Snow Plum Part 1", "The Master of Furong Mountain Stays in the Snow", " and Zhang Pu She Sai Xiaqu·Part 3", "Snow at Night", etc.
1. Birds in thousands of mountains will disappear, and all traces of people will disappear. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
——"Jiang Xue" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: On all the mountains, the birds have disappeared, and all the roads have no trace of people. On a lone boat on the river, an old man wearing a hat was fishing alone on the cold river covered with heavy snow.
2. The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so Sao Renge paid for the review. The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. ——Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty, "Snow Plum, Part One"
Translation: Both plum blossoms and snowflakes think that they have all the beauty of spring, and neither one is willing to admit defeat. It was difficult for the literati and poet to comment, so he had to put down his pen and think carefully. The plum blossoms make the snowflakes crystal white, but the snowflakes lose some of the fragrance of the plum blossoms.
3. The sun sets, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor. Chaimen hears the barking of dogs, and returns home on a snowy night. ——Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty, "The Master of Furong Mountain Stays in the Snow"
Translation: When dusk falls on the vast mountain, the journey becomes more and more distant, and when the weather gets colder, the thatched house looks even poorer. Suddenly there was the sound of dogs barking outside Chaimen. It turned out that someone was returning home despite the wind and snow.
4. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes in the night. When I want to chase Qingqi away, the heavy snow covers my bow and sword. ——Lulun of the Tang Dynasty, "The Second Song of Shooting with Zhang Pu, Part Three"
Translation: On a dead night, dark clouds cover the moon, wild geese fly in the sky, Shanyu's army wants to take advantage of the darkness of night abscond. Just as he was about to lead the light cavalry in pursuit, heavy snow fell on his bows and knives.
5. I was surprised by the coldness of my quilt, and saw the light from the window again. Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Snow at Night"
Translation: I was surprised when I lay down at night with a pillow like ice, and saw the window illuminated by the light from the white snow. Late at night, I knew it was snowing heavily because from time to time I could hear the sound of the snow crushing bamboo branches.