What are the poems about winter?

The beauty of solitary coldness

Jiang Xue

Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.

A man in a lone boat with a coir raincoat fishing fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

The beauty of warmth

Ask Liu Shijiu

Tang Bai Juyi

Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove.

It’s snowing in the evening, can you have a drink?

The beauty of walking in the snow

The master of Furong Mountain who stays 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.

The beauty of smelling the fragrance

"Plum Blossoms"

Song Wang Anshi

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.

The beauty of pride

Farewell to Dong Da

Tang Gaoshi

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds in the white sun, the north wind blowing wild geese and snow.

Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.

The beauty of strong wind

Song Xiaqu

Tang Lulun

The wild geese fly high in the dark moon, and the Chanyu escapes at night.

In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife.

The Beauty of Ling Han

Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital

Tang Cen Shen

The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and Hu Tian 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, as well as playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes.

Dusk 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, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

The Beauty of Solitary Thought

Sauvignon Blanc

Qing Nalan Xingde

One journey to the mountains, one journey to the water,

Walk towards the bank of Yuguan. Late at night, there are thousands of tent lights.

The wind changes, the snow changes,

The dreams of the hometown are shattered. There is no such sound in my hometown.

The beauty of tenacity

Green pines

Chen Yi

Heavy snow pressed the green pines, and the pines were straight and straight.

You must know that the pines are noble until the snow melts.

The beauty of the atmosphere

Qinyuan Spring-Snow

Mao Zedong

The scenery of the North is covered with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness;

The river suddenly stopped flowing up and down.

The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the original wax figure rides,

I want to compete with God.

On a sunny day, it is particularly charming to see the red clothes and plain clothes.

The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to bow down.

I regret that Emperor Qin and Han Wu were slightly less talented in literature;

Tang Zong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.

The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan,

only knows how to bend a bow and shoot at eagles.

It’s all gone, let’s count the famous people,