Snowy night
Author: Lu You Dynasty: Song Dynasty
The sound of snow is like flying sand, the wind is like turning waves, and it snows harder and harder in the middle of the night.
It is doubtful that in the void, ghosts and gods are at war, and the outcome has been decided, but the soldiers are unwilling to die.
I'm trapped. I can't escape for no reason.
Stiff and unable to sleep, I sat up and held my robe.
Sighing that the old is good and poor, the grass in the court often does not rot;
Only wine is not afraid of fees, and loans are as high as mountains.
Pastoral vegetables are sweet and soft, and the taste is not diminished.
Drunk in this snowy dusk, it is hard to say, hold the urn tightly.