Poetry about the coming winter

1. Complete Poems and Ancient Poems Describing Winter 1, Jiang Xue

Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

All the birds on the mountain are gone. E799Be5Bae997AEE7ad94E59B9E7ad94313343616138 There are no people on all the roads. On a lonely boat on the river, an old man in a bamboo hat was fishing alone on the cold river covered with heavy snow.

2. "Seven Military Songs, Part IV"

Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling

There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.

Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds and continuous snow-capped mountains. Yumen, the ancient city of frontier fortress, is a grand pass, thousands of miles away, facing each other from afar. The soldiers on the border have been through many battles, their armor is worn out and their ambitions are immortal. They will never return to their hometown before defeating the invading enemy.

3. "quatrains"

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."

My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

Two orioles are singing among the green willows, and a line of egrets is flying straight into the blue sky. Sitting by the window, you can see the Millennium Snow in Xiling, and the Wan Li ship from Soochow is moored at the door.

4. early plum

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Wei

A tree with cold plum and white jade belt is near the village road and creek bridge.

I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow.

Plum blossoms bloom early and the branches are as white as jade. It is far from the village road where people come and go, and close to the bridge. I don't know that the cold plum blossoms near the water are early, thinking that the snow on the branches has not melted after a winter.

5. It snows at night

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

This night, the pillow was ice, which surprised me. I saw the light snow outside the window.

It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.

At night, my pillow froze. I was surprised. I saw the window lit up by the snow. I know it snows heavily at night, because I can hear the sound of snow pressing bamboo branches from time to time.

2. 300 ancient poems in winter, 1, a suggestion from Bai Juyi to his friend Liu in Tang Dynasty.

Original poem: There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the static furnace. With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?

Interpretation: The newly brewed rice wine is green and fragrant; A small red mud stove is burning crimson. It's getting dark and snow is coming. Can I have a cup of hot wine in my humble place?

2. Plum Blossom by Cui Daorong in Tang Dynasty.

Original poem:

At first, there was snow in the calyx, so it was difficult to draw a picture alone. There is rhyme in the fragrance, which is extremely cold.

Come to listen to the flute sorrow, but lean on the disease. If the wind blows, it is easy to destroy.

Explanation:

Plum blossoms are first released, and the calyx still contains snow; Plum blossoms are beautiful and aloof, even if they want to be painted, they will worry about the vividness of difficult paintings. There is rhyme in flowers, and elegant people don't know the cold in winter. People who are sad in their hearts don't want to listen to the sad flute, and the sick body depends on the plum branches to watch the scenery alone. If the north wind understands my pity, please don't destroy it easily.

3. Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan in Tang Dynasty.

Original poem: There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Interpretation: On all the mountains, the birds are gone, and on all the roads, there are no traces of people. On a lonely boat on the river, an old man in a bamboo hat was fishing alone on the cold river covered with heavy snow.

4. Plum Blossom by Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty

Original poem: There are some plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

Interpretation: There are several plum blossoms in the corner, blooming alone in the cold. I know from a distance that Bai Meihua is not snow, because there is a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

5. Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow" in the Tang Dynasty

Original poem: the setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.

Interpretation: When dusk falls on the mountain, it feels farther and farther, the weather is colder, and the thatched cottage looks poorer.

There was a sudden barking outside Chai Men. It turns out that someone braved the heavy snow to go home.

3. The sad song of winter Bai Juyi is pregnant with Xiangling, the solstice.

There is no reason to look at beauty, and it is cold and unfriendly.

What is the longest night? Everyone sleeps alone.

Lu Wen's Winter Night is that thing.

When you are worried, lie back. It's a long night.

The wind blows snow like a flower and the moon shines like a mirror.

Bai Juyi smells insects on winter nights.

Cordyceps sinensis sounds bitter in autumn, and it is difficult to understand people's sadness.

I am an old man who is not afraid to listen. A teenager should not listen to Bai Juntou.

Jia Dao gives people away on winter nights.

Pingming went to the village bridge, but the snow in Meixi did not disappear.

The days are short, the weather is cold, and Chushan is infinitely far away.

Wei Zhuang winter night

The wine in the cold stove is half gone, and the guest's homesickness is far away.

No one sharpened my sword for me to cut off an inch of sorrow.

Dumuchu winter night drink

I am like Ji An, the governor of Huaiyang County, who is often ill. I have a glass of wine to relieve my sorrow. When I am in a foreign land, I only bring first frost with the sleeves of the Qing Dynasty, oil lamps and candles.

The snow on the steps is like a bunch of white pears. Who will be on the fence next year?

Li Shangyin and Han Donglang improvised a poem to surprise others ... and became members of the team.

When I was ten years old, I cut a poem and became a horse.

On Danshan Road in Wan Li, Tonghua, the little phoenix is clearer than the old one.

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Liu Ting leaned against the savage window, and the dilapidated strip was next to Jiang.

This is where the frost and wind separate, and the cold seagulls start in pairs.

Du Fu's Early Winter

I am old and narrow, and I am cold and dark.

Fishing boats are in a hurry, and fire is hunting in Gao Lin.

Every day, I get drunk and worry about Fu Liang.

The war has not stopped, so what is the source?

Du Fu's Deep Winter (A Day's Work)

Flowers and leaves follow God's will, rivers and streams * * * Shi Gen.

The morning glow follows the shadow, and the cold water follows the trace.

Yang Zhu is prone to tears, but Chu's soul is hard to suck.

The wind and waves are unstable at dusk. Who will stay?

It means that snow is coming and the weather is cold. The biting cold wind came at me from time to time. Occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall like dancing.

It is very cold in winter. To tell the truth, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I have a strange feeling.

The cold wind pierces the soul like a needle. In this weather, pedestrians on the roadside have disappeared, and birds and animals have disappeared without a trace.

In winter, a thin layer of snow, like a huge soft wool felt, covers this vast wasteland, shining with cold silver light.

In winter, the whole world becomes a big refrigerator, the mountains are shivering with cold, the rivers are frozen stiff, and the air seems to be frozen. In the cold winter, the river changed its former excitement, and it seemed to fall asleep peacefully that winter. It's so cold, people have a sore nose and headache, and their feet are like two pieces of ice.

This winter, the ground is frozen and cracked, the small north wind is blowing like a knife, the snow is flying all over the sky, the wind is howling, and a snowstorm is coming. In an instant, the dark sky merged with Xue Hai, and everything was out of sight.

This day, it's too cold. Even the flowers and grass on the roadside tightened their bodies. The cold north wind roared like a roaring lion. The wind stung me mercilessly like a knife. The wind is like a naughty child. I have gripped my clothes tightly, but the wind can still run into my body. Pedestrians in the street shrink their necks and walk backwards, and children playing by the roadside also run home. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians, so I hurry home.

The heavy snow comes with the cold winter, and the streets are as bright and brilliant as silver. Long icicles hung in front of the eaves like crystal daggers, and the breath of pedestrians turned into white smoke.

When the dawn has not yet arrived, I feel unusually cold, so I hurried back to the dormitory to get a dress to put on. Fresh boiled water freezes as soon as it hits the ground.

The cold winter has come, and after a heavy snow, the whole East Red has become a world of powder and jade. The willow trees are covered with silver bars, and the lawn is covered with silver wires.

With the cold wind blowing, the yellow leaves fell into the arms of Mother Earth.

Near midnight, the weather is extremely cold. In the pale moonlight, the sand dunes look like a silver grave, and there is no movement. He shivered in the cold north wind, and his hands and feet were stiff with cold.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger. Xiaoyun became a thick white cloud, slowly rising, expanding and gradually covering the sky. It is snowing lightly. Suddenly, a large piece of snow fell.

Snow makes people feel that there is only one word-cold. The earth is silvery white and clean, but snowflakes still fall from the sky like catkins, cotton and goose feathers.

In winter, the sun seems afraid of getting cold. Wearing thick clothes can't give off heat.

It's cold enough to turn the lake into thick ice. The freshly boiled water froze as soon as it landed.

5. Poems about Winter All poems about winter are like this: Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

-Cen Can's "Bai Xuege Farewell Tian Shuji Wu Home, A Leaf Boat, A Bamboo Coat, An Old Man Fishing for Cold Rivers-Snow" -Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" The north wind is like a solution and easy to destroy.

-Cui Daorong's "Plum Blossom" The mountains overlap, and the clouds are fragrant and the cheeks are snowy. -The article "Bodhisattva Man, Overlapping Hills, Blinding by Gold" contains Xiling Snow, at the gate of Wan Li boating.

-Du Fu quatrains counted the plums in the corner, and cold ling opened them alone. -Wang Anshi's "Mei" Chai Men smells dogs barking and returns to people in the snowy night.

-Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow" falls out of the water. -Li Qingzhao's "A Prune Plum, Red Lotus Root Fragrance, Residual Jade in Autumn" has a light shadow and a faint fragrance at dusk.

-Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden (I)" is scattered into mud and crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remains. -Lu You's "Yongmei" knows from a distance that it is not snow, because it has fragrance.

-Wang Anshi's Mei, it feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? . -Bai Juyi's "A suggestion for a friend Liu" Mei Xue is three points white, and the snow loses plum fragrance.

-Lu Meipo's "Xue Mei No.1" is not bitter and cold, how can plum blossoms be fragrant? -Zen master Huang Geng "Ode to the Opening Class" The moon is in the sky, and the ice and snow don't care.

-Nalan Xingde's "Tian Yue, who is the most pitiful in the recent flowers", the sand sea deepens unfathomable ice, cloudy and bleak, and Wan Li condenses. -Cen Can's "Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home", the wind and rain send the spring home, and the snow flies to welcome the spring.

-Mao Zedong's "Bu Operator" Don't praise good colors, just leave dry Kun in the air. -Wang Mian's Mo Mei Then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint behind him.

-Cen Can's "Bai Xuege Farewell Field-Clerk Wu Going Home" is already a cliff, and there are still flowers. -Mao Zedong's "Fu Yongmei" The sunset is far away, and the cold family is poor.

-Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow" The snow is loose and loose. -Chen Yi's Song Qing must remember the good scenery of that year, especially when it was orange and green.

-Su Shi's "To Liu Jingwen" Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. -Gao Shi's "Don't move big" two songs, the north wind rolls white grass and folds, and eight In the snow crosses the Tatar sky.

"For" Snow Don't Wu Gui Road ",the horse lightly bears, the bow and knife bears the snow, and pursues it. -Liu Lun's "He Zhangfu shoots the next song, the third song" has no rain cover, and there are still Ao Shuang branches in the chrysanthemum.

-Su Shi's "To Liu Jingwen" What is life like everywhere? It should be like flying in the snow mud: fingers and claws occasionally stay in the mud, and Hong Fei is calculating things. -Su Shi's Mianchi Huaizi has no intention of fighting for spring, and everyone is jealous.

-Lu You's "Yongmei" broke the bridge outside the post station, and it was unbearable to be lonely. -Lu You's "Yongmei" The ancients learned nothing, and aging takes time.

-Lu You's "Reading on a Winter Night" loves Dongshan Mountain to be sunny and snowy, and the soft red light rushes to Yinshan Mountain. -Yang Wanli's "Love Dongshan Sunny After Snow" I want to cross the Yellow River, and the ice-choked ferry has to climb the snow-capped mountains.

-Li Bai's It's Hard for me to Go When you passed my silk window and opened the first cold flower, I was a plum blossom? . -Wang Wei's "Three Miscellaneous Poems" fell like snow and was still full.

-Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le, Don't Come to Spring Half" Yunheng Qinling is where home is, and the snow is holding the green horse back. -Han Yu's "Moving Left to Languan to Show Grandsons and Grandsons" Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, lonely city looking at Yumenguan.

-Wang Changling's "Seven Military ServicesPart IV" cherishes many dissenting Confucian Hanwu, but slightly loses his literary talent. -Mao Zedong's "Qin Yuan Chunxue" Joe does not compete for spring, but only reports spring.

-Mao Zedong's "Operator Yongmei" Rocks are flying in the air, crashing on the shore and rolling up thousands of accumulated snow. -Su Shi's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia", until dusk, the snow crushed our tent, and our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind.

-Cen Can's "Snow White Farewell to Wu Gui, Secretary of the Field" Snow White is too late for spring, and wearing a courtyard tree is a flying flower. -Han Yu's "Chun Xue", the wind is stronger, the snow is bigger, and the dream of breaking the hometown has not come true.

-Nalan Xingde's "A Journey to the Mountain" is like snow on the mountain, and the clouds are like the moon. -Zhuo Wenjun's "White-headed Songs" My first tree in Xiyan Lake is full of light ink marks.

-Wang Mian's "Mo Mei" mountain dance silver snake, the original wax elephant, want to try the weather. -Mao Zedong's "Qin Xue" reminds the weather and personnel that winter is another spring.

-Du Fu's "Xiaozhi" Huayang Yu pod has no talent, only solving the snow all over the sky. -Han Yu's "Late Spring" looks at how Zhongnanshan takes off, and the white top is over the clouds.

-Zuyong's "Looking at the South Snow", the night snow on the ship and Guazhou crossing, the iron horse autumn wind scattered. —— The first part of Lu You's "Five Complaints Book", watched him cross the tower gate, go east, and enter the snow drift on Tianfeng Road.

-Cen Can's "Bai Xuege Farewell Tian Shuji Wu Home" Tianshan Five In the snow, no flowers and cold. -Li Bai's "Six Poems of Xia Sai, the First Part" has withered grass and eagle eye disease, and the snow is light.

-Wang Wei's "Hunting Observation" A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to shoot an eagle with a bow. -Mao Zedong's "Qinyuan Spring Snow" as usual. It's not the same with plum blossoms.

-Du Lei's "Cold Night" is like a moon, and the wrist is frozen with frost and snow. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man, everyone says that Jiangnan is good", Xue Meichun is still unfinished, and the poet's pavilion is rewarded.

-Lu Meipo's "Notice 1" looks at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, blankly. -Mao Zedong's "Qinyuan Spring Snow" It entered the Pearl venetian blinds, and it wet the silk curtains. A fur coat felt very cold and a cotton pad was very thin.

-Cen Can's "Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home" Moth, Snow Willow, Golden wisp. -Xin Qiji's "Jade Case Yuan" Six flying flowers came into the room and sat and watched the bamboo turn into a beautiful branch.

-Gao Pian's "Snow" is gone, counting romantic figures and looking at the present. -Mao Zedong's "Qin Yuan Chunxue" has beautiful mountains and rivers, attracting countless heroes to compete for beauty.

-Mao Zedong's "Qinyuan Spring Snow" is too shallow to know how to do it. -Lu You "Reading on a Winter Night" When the flowers bloom, she laughs among the flowers.

-Mao Zedong's Yongmei, hundreds of mountains without birds, thousands of miles without footprints. -Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" is already a person at dusk, and it is stormy.

-Lu You's "Bu Operator Yongmei" has a unique root bud, which is not abundant in the world. -Naran Xingde's "Picking Mulberries and Singing Snowflakes on the Plug", many people's fragrance shook off and occupied a small garden.

-Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei in Shanyuan No.1 Middle School" There are several plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are many fragrant grasses in the end of the world. -Liu Zhu "partridge sky, snow mountain city, jade meaning cold", white clouds and red clouds dawn from the sea, spring in the wild plum river willow.

-Du Fu's "Looking at Lv Cheng's Early Spring Tour in Jinling" has become stiff, and it is almost impossible to draw it out, making it difficult to protect its iron clothes. -Cen Can's "Bai Xuege Farewell Field Secretary Wu Guijiachun knows in the snow.

6. Descriptive sentences about winter Good and beautiful sentences about winter.

1. In winter, the outdoor willow covered with frost and snow is covered with tree hangings, like silver bars hanging on trees, which is particularly spectacular.

Warm sunlight shines through the window glass. Light and energy are sprinkled on the floor of the room, making the room warm and bright, and even the patterns of curtains are printed on the floor. The shadow of the window glass frame undoubtedly redefines the structure of the floor, which is square, long, diamond, oblique, freehand brushwork and exaggeration. It's really amazing.

/kloc-the snow in October/February blocked the window, and the ice petals hung on the eaves like rows of bright crystal pillars.

This winter, the ground is frozen and cracked, the small north wind blows like a knife, and snow is flying all over the sky.

A good sentence describing winter is a beautiful sentence.

6. In the early morning, an orange-red sun rises from the horizon, covering the misty earth with a layer of glow. Although it is winter, thick frost covers the grassland, fields, vegetables, fields and Yuan Ye. But the light of Huang Cancan dispelled the foggy and frosty morning, especially the coagulated blood of creatures who had lived in caves for a long time came back to life. There was a time in the cold winter, with this bright light, almost every household was scrambling to wash and rub sheets and turn over bedding. Sunlight is delicious, lying in a bed irradiated by ultraviolet rays at night is so fragrant that even dreaming is so sweet.

7. The cold winter brought heavy snow. The street seems to be made of silver, so bright and brilliant. Long icicles hung in front of the eaves like crystal daggers, and the breath of pedestrians turned into white smoke.

8. The afterglow of the sunset lazily climbed over the white and smooth skin of the mountain peak; Warmly shining on this quiet land, the clouds on the horizon drift by, as if following the footsteps of their companions; The blue lake slowly flows, and there are several boats across the lake, vaguely flashing some fishing fires. Maybe when the scenery is too lonely, I will sing, singing with the lake, taking me to recall that unforgettable past, with a little sadness, but when I turned away, I saw the other side of the mountain. That's where the sun rises again. Maybe spring will come tomorrow!

9. Just after 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun has put away its faint light, as if afraid of the cold, hiding in the clouds as thick as cotton tires.

10. In winter, thousands of trees wither and the wind is biting, and the earth is wrapped in silver and dazzling; In winter, the breath becomes frost, the clouds float quietly and carefree; In winter, it's fun, having snowball fights, making snowmen and skating. Children's red faces are like roses in full bloom in June. In winter, the ice hangs down, gathers water to moisturize, carries good information and breeds good hope, and lands on the earth. ...