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995 poems: nineteen is cold and full of frost, but twenty-nine can't be called out.

Since the winter solstice, there has been a folk custom of counting nine, with nine days as a stage and 998 1 day, and the time span is three stages, namely, mid-winter, late winter and early spring, which is called counting nine or 99. The significance of the number nine is to divide winter cold and spring cold into nine stages to cope with the slow return of the sun from south to north. It is a spiritual activity to survive the cold winter, greet the spring delicately, and resist the cold of winter and spring with bright and beautiful expectations. The ninth year, that is, when the cold between heaven and earth dissipates and spring blossoms.

Among them, 1929 coincides with midsummer winter solstice and slight cold solar terms, which is the lowest temperature period in a year and is often accompanied by cold waves. At this time, although the sun began to return, the actual heat loss on the ground was the highest in the whole year. People were often in a cold wave and had an unbearable cold feeling, so there was a folk saying, "1929, don't make a move when you meet." Because at this time, the temperature often drops below zero. In the north, the ice and snow are very cold, in the south, it is wet and cold, and the fingers can obviously feel the low temperature. When walking outdoors, people naturally hide their hands in sleeves or gloves to keep their fingers warm and prevent frostbite.

However, in nature, there is a second opening of plum blossoms in the early days of cold ling, which shows the return of the sun.

"Every spring letter, plum blossoms break the snow.

Get what you want, come a long way. "Northern Song Dynasty, pure stone," ode to the teacher "

Monks of past dynasties are famous for their moderate diet and hard practice. But they are also flesh-and-blood people, and pay more attention to the subjective initiative of the spirit in the face of severe cold and difficult material conditions.

Although faith is a constant goal, we are constantly looking for the coordinates of life.

For example, this monk wrote this poem for an apprentice who came thousands of miles to seek Tao.

Although it's cold, it's the first news that spring has come. Look, plum blossoms are in full bloom in the snow.

If you understand the meaning of this, you won't waste your journey of thousands of miles.

This truth is not a problem for many people who know the meaning of winter solstice, but it may take time for practitioners who have just entered the door to understand and comprehend this truth.

It's cold, but what is unshakable in the cold is the process of spring's return. For the sake of faith and hope, it is human nature and the motivation of practitioners to persist in survival and practice without regrets. Walking on Wan Li Road is nothing more than getting rid of the confusion in your heart, strengthening your confidence and truly understanding this truth. Where do you stop practicing?

The cold tolerance of plum blossoms is the intersection of sunshine and vitality, and the firmness of people is the interaction between goals and confidence.

However, for people in the world, it is inevitable that they will be sad when they get old in such cold weather. Especially for women who are far away from home, how many years of cold nights and frosty mornings are melancholy, so what the country thinks and what the teenagers love becomes particularly sad.

"Cold soul frost full on September 19th.

Counting every year, looking at people in the mirror is a bit sad.

The heart of home is foggy and how much I miss it.

I am afraid that the next day will become a false wish.

It's a pity that the flowers in Jiangnan are full of moons. When spring comes, I pay for songbirds and swallows.

Go home, the blue clouds are far away. Qing and Li Peijin's Random Thoughts on Tea Talk with the Second Sister of Ruiyuan on a Cold Night.

This is a rare time for a married young woman to have tea and chat with her friends in the cold winter. At some point, she talked about her home in Jiangnan.

The moon in September is really bright. The cold night is full, the world is like frost, and the moon is like a mirror.

I have been married here for many years, and I am illuminated by this moon every year.

I am disappointed that my hometown can't go back, and how many magnificent dreams of flying have been exhausted in ordinary years. Just like my desperate desire today, it will be suppressed and shattered tomorrow.

I tell you, my hometown is beautiful, full of flowers and full moons. But I can't go back. I can't see such a beautiful scenery.

Married women, married to far away places, the dream of going home is too ethereal.

The ancient marriage system was cruel to women, who were in a subordinate position in the social family and had little freedom. If you marry far away, even a woman with financial ability can go back to her parents' home if she wants. In fact, since she got married, she has no real hometown. Or she has feelings for her hometown, which may never be hers.

What can cause her to miss is the pure feelings and beauty in her growing years. Because she can't go back, she becomes obsessed.

Li Peijin died at the age of thirty. A smart woman, the deeper the years, or the sadder her heart will be, because what is the meaning of life? In ancient times, many women did not engage in excessive physical activity, but they often died young. The reason is that women have no real property rights, freedom, happiness and sense of belonging.

On a cold night, when I think about it, my heart gets cold.

"I didn't come to see people calling each other sleeves hard to open until September.

It has been turning outside, and the snow is slowly rushing back because of the wind. Zhang Song Kandai Wuer's Poems as Small as Eight Explanations of Nineteen Poems.

This poem is casual and light. A father writes a poem for a child, and most of it is to amuse and entertain each other.

Just after the 19th, the 29th is coming. At this time, if someone says hello, you can't reach out.

It's cold and windy outside. I tell you, if it can't snow, it won't be too heavy.

It is rare that the father skillfully incorporated the details of weather changes into this seemingly simple poem.

Although snow and snow are used together, the basic snow is behind the wind. If the wind is strong and the weather is cold, you often can't see snowflakes. That's because the wind can't blow down when the snow is pushing the clouds. Only when the wind becomes small and stable will the snow fall quietly. Of course, extreme snowstorms are an exception.

This also shows that 1929 is the period of cold wave coming, and there are often strong winds before snow. At this time, the temperature plummeted, and it was really difficult to reach out.

"Yuzryha paid the money in front of the door, and everyone said it was the New Year.

My hometown is going to the market to cool down the cold, and the animal charcoal red stove will be released for one or nine days. "Huang Zunxian's Fusang Miscellaneous Poems in the Late Qing Dynasty (132)"

Fusang is a country without its own culture. In order to learn from Europe and America, they changed to Gregorian calendar after Meiji Restoration, and Gregorian calendar 1 month 1 day was their New Year. Moreover, Fusang is forgetful. Since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it is equivalent to the traditional Spring Festival in China, and there are no souvenirs at all. However, the government and the people are the same. It can be seen that Fusang is so hypocritical emotionally and culturally, and hundreds of years of culture seems to be just their delicate mask.

Huang Zunxian studied in Fusang, where he saw the excitement of the Western New Year.

Everyone says it's the New Year.

But Huang Zunxian thought it was his hometown, which was the ninth day of the 99 Cold Current Conference. At this time, it is the time for every household to gather around the red charcoal and enjoy the family happiness and the warmth of friends.

During the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, the vast majority of China people who went to study in Fusang were aiming at saving the country by learning advanced knowledge. They don't worship foreign things, on the contrary, many people see clearly the meanness and shallowness of Fusang country, and the deeper they go, the less they like it.

It is such a broad-minded person who loves the motherland more firmly and strives for the rise of China.

"Say acacia, ask acacia,

Maple leaves fall in Wujiang River, and geese go late. It is cold at 29 o'clock.

Who knows who complains, who knows who dreams.

Can you send a plum blossom? Snow comes and jade flies. "Wu Qin Xiqiao's" Sauvignon Blanc "sent a friend to Xiling to give a book, that is, the topic followed. "

This is the most traditional Erjiu Ci with fresh breath, beautiful and fluent language and sincere and clear feelings.

This is for my friend.

I miss you very much, say I miss you, ask me about it. The maple leaves have fallen here, the slight cold has arrived, and the geese refuse to fly north. It is the coldest day in Jiangnan.

We can't meet together because the road is blocked by snow and ice.

My lovesickness and melancholy, of course you don't know without asking. Now that you ask, I am welcome.

I heard that plum blossoms are in full bloom there. Why don't you break them down and let the goose give them to me?

Let me be happy in this snowy place!

Because of the call of friendship, the person who wrote the letter is so naughty, and the person who received the letter must be very happy. If it's not far away, maybe a few people are holding plum blossoms, and Melissa Zhou will catch up, and snowflakes will fly.

If it's far away, it's also a thought. When we meet next time, we'll talk about romance.

It's 19: 00 and 29: 00 again. Are there any playful winter poems, charming or melancholy feelings? Write it down. There is poetry in the cold winter, and there is no shortage in the long night.

The first coat is better than snow to explain the love and beauty in the poem for you. .