Qijue ancient poems describing the winter moon

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[Song Dynasty]

Zhang Jixian

"Reduced Words Magnolia·Cold Winter Moon"

The cold winter months. It snowed a lot in Yangsheng the day before yesterday. Pines and cypresses reach the sky. The towering forest in the courtyard sighs and then withers. The ancients hesitated. Entering into the deep tranquility of the mountain forest. Same today and ancient times. It's good to entertain yourself while singing.

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[Yuan]

Hong Xiwen

"Niannujiao Winter Moon"

The moon is like water, Just like the clouds and weather, the stream of light is like twinkling. The air-conditioning penetrates into the cold air and passes through the deep curtains. Twelve towers, three thousand jade axes, no one can break them if their hands are frozen. Chengluan woman was shocked again and again for Yi. Looking back at the desolation of Jade Dew, I am afraid that it is not the human world, so how can I dare to make fun of it. The gods and officials in the upper realm are exhausted, and the liver and gallbladder suddenly collapse. The Guanhe River is frozen, the cows are shaking in the light, and the cranes are flying across the river. Looking up at dawn, the calyces on the branches are covered with snow.

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[Tang Dynasty]

Jia Dao

"Winter Moon in Chang'an, Seeing Zhongnan Snow in the Rain"

The new autumn festival is over, and the rain is sparse and the snow is dew on the mountains. The west peak is slightly brighter, but the remaining drops are still there.

The air invades the waterfall water and freezes the Baiyun Cave. Today there are wild geese, and what evening is the Xiaoxiang moon?

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[Yuan]

Wang Yun

"Jiang Shenzi's Legacy of the Jin Dynasty, In winter, when there is snow on the first moon, the children gather together to entertain the guests, which is called a snow-skiing party. There was no snow last winter, and this year it is so white at the beginning of this year. I am happy to compose this poem under the lamp and record it for Dafu. I should also leave out the story of snow and write it as a cup of wine. The small window is far away at night and the harshness of winter is lost. Feel the spring. Curtains. The palm holds ice flowers, fluttering against the wind eaves. I am happy to sit down among my sons, and they are fighting for their fingers, thanking the family for their salt. Get drunk and raise your beard under a cup of lamp. Living in poverty. The most affectionate*. Thousands of ridges contain spring, and the wheat on the river is slender. You should smile and recite Su Laozi, wipe your sick eyes and recognize the green curtain.

Two or three chapters of clear jade rhyme, seven or eight lines of falling foil and silver hooks.

The heart is chasing newspapers and books hanging at the feet of wild geese, and the dream is looking for the way around the sheep's intestines.

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[Tang Dynasty]

Zhang Hu

"On the Moon River in Midwinter of the Year of Dingsi" 》

He came from the south to drive his horse across the Yangtze River. I heard the news this month the year before last.

Only Jia Sheng cried first, unable to bear the heavy cloud of God's will.

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[Tang Dynasty]

Zhang Li

"Ciyun and Friends in the Winter Moon Study"

Four Seasons There are many flowers and trees that will not wither even in the cold winter.

The thin ice is broken, and the remaining fire disappears by sleeping.