Winter Solstice Poems What are the winter solstice poems?

1. On the night of the winter solstice, I sent a letter to all the younger brothers in the capital to take care of Cui Dushui

(Tang Dynasty) Wei Yingwu

There is no foreign policy in the county, so the main concern is vegetarian food. I was ordered to go to the capital, and I stayed there in the cold weather.

Ziyue is full of energy, and the sun is at the extreme south. I already have a sense of the season, but I also feel the sadness of parting.

Private Yan Xiyun, but also fast at night. The deep curtain sinks into the sky, and a solitary lamp shines on the bed sheets.

We should miss each other this evening, and would rather forget the good old days. The road to Sichuan is long and winding, and I can't help but shed tears.

2. Songs at four o'clock in the middle of the night: Winter Song

Li Bai

In the Ming Dynasty, the messengers sent out their posts and collected robes all night long.

My bare hands are worth a pair of scissors.

How many days will it take for the tailor to arrive in Lintao?

3. Jiang Xue

Liu Zongyuan

Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

4. Working on the night of the winter solstice

Han_

In the middle of the night, I suddenly saw moving Jia Hui, and I expected that there were early plum blossoms on the southern branches.

The withered grass will be green all around, and the freezing clouds will bloom in the ninth layer.

Don’t block the yin and ice towards the source of the river, the yang energy is now coming back from the ground.

If you don’t know how to feel miserable and comfortable, you will not be able to determine the meaning of happiness, but you are worried that the sound of mosquitoes will turn into thunder again.

5. The banished official in Chenzhou was pregnant on the winter solstice

Rong Yu

Last year, when he was growing up in Chang'an, his staff was once tied with a hairpin and a Xie Zhi crown.

At this year's solstice in Chang'an, I think of the snow, frost and cold when I go downstairs.

The dream followed Wu Chaotian, leaving him in poverty to avenge the national calamity.

Looking north to the southern suburbs, there is no news, and there is only a stream of tears at the head of the river.