Praise classical Chinese in winter

1. Seeking ancient prose depicting spring, summer, autumn and winter-In addition to firecrackers, spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su.

Spring rain-the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. Spring flowers-a melancholy snow in Donglan, life is clear.

Spring night-it's already late at night, and the big dipper languishes in the south. Spring water-Spring water is bluer than the sky. Draw a boat and listen to the rain.

Spring breeze-Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan. When will the bright moon shine on me? Spring-you can easily recognize the east wind, and all colors are always spring.

Spring scenery-try to see it from the detached platform, a flower city, half full of spring water. Spring outing-Dongfeng knows I want mountains, blowing down the rain between the eaves.

Spring thoughts-the spring heart is not * * * flowers contend for hair, even if this flame of love, is it only ashes? . The silence of spring-the rain brought by spring tide comes late and comes in a hurry, and no one crosses the boat in the wild.

Spring sorrow-ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a spring dream of a river flowing eastward-just put a piece on your pillow and you will be in the south of Wan Li. Spring resentment-natural infatuation in life, this resentment has nothing to do with romantic.

Returning to spring-falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. Xia Song-Xu Lai with a cool breeze and a flowing pavilion.

Summer scenery-the leaves of Chuyang are withered and it rains all night, the water is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus are at one stroke. Early summer-Sophora japonica turns into rainy and dusty, cherry cheese, with a new taste.

Hot summer-sun gear can't freeze at noon, and all countries are like in a stove. Summer rain-the wind shakes mountains and rivers and turns angry waves, raindrops fly in the air and shoot strong crossbows in summer water-the shadow of the stream sees rattan and bamboo, and the fragrance of the pool smells lotus flowers.

Summer night-cool off at night, open my window and lie down quietly. Summer flowers-lotus leaves and skirts are cut in the same color, and hibiscus flowers bloom on both sides of the face.

Summer bird-an egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. Xia Chan-Dropping dew, flowing out of Tongtong.

Summer Festival-colored lines are lightly wrapped around the red jade arm, and small symbols tend to be in Lv Yun, Guangxi. Si Xia-Xia Chong also kept silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight! Summer tour-the wind and water are mixed, and the empty mountains are like playing the piano.

Summer fun-lazily shaking the white feather fan, naked in the green forest. Autumn rain-tall buildings long for dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of plane trees.

Autumn night-in my sleep, the autumn sound is nowhere to be found, and the leaves are full of steps. Autumn sound-I didn't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond, but the leaves in front of the steps had autumn sound.

Autumn leaves-the wind blows bamboo in the middle of the night, and all the leaves are hate. Autumn color-the rain invades the urn and the new moss is green, and the autumn leaves are red when entering the cross forest.

Autumn moon-the moonlight is flooded and the emptiness echoes. Autumn chrysanthemum-it is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown down in the north wind.

Wan Li, an old friend, has never been heard from, and plans to ask Jiangtou to break the flood. Autumn sorrow-don't say that you are always idle, and write clear sorrow every night.

Autumn is full-the west wind blows the leaves all over the lake, and when I put on my autumn clothes for the first time, I feel autumn-it's a pity to go out and see the leaves flying by the lake. Qiu Meng —— Back in the autumn night at the beginning of my dream, Eden was still sleeping.

Memories of autumn-the anvil pestle knocks on the deep lane, and the phoenix tree shakes down the autumn hometown. Enlightenment of autumn-everyone is explaining the sad autumn, not knowing it thoroughly like a poet.

The smell of autumn-crickets only know that autumn is early and there is a lot of rain on the banana. Winter snow-like a strong wind in spring, blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

Winter plum-not bitter cold, won the plum blossom. Winter scenery-the shore has been paved with wax, and the mountains are cold.

Winter-amber Zhuhai sticks to snow, palm brooms sweep clouds. Winter night-at the age of 20, all flowers are picked, and the winter night is seriously withered.

The winter wind-falling snow in the distance, rustling and drying the smoke. Winter thinking-four years old is cold, and then you know Bai Wu.

Winter hunting-bow like a full moon, look at the northwest, shoot the wolf sorrow at the end of winter-where is the home of Qinling Mountain, snow will take the green horse back. Winter trip-grass withered eagle eye disease, snow exhausted horseshoe light.

Winter hate-lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. Ancient poems and famous sentences describing spring, autumn, winter, rain and mountains are full of color.

I don't know who cut off the thin leaves in China's ancient Yuefu poem Long Songs, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. The rain in the sky street is crisp and crisp, but the grass color is far and near.

The most important thing is that a spring is better than a willow. Han Yu presented 323131333532363134313635358685 e5aeb9313332386533336, 18 members of the Ministry of Water, and 32 members of the Bamboo Peach Blossom.

Su Shi's "Two Late Scenes of the Spring River in Hui Chong" is easy to know the east wind, and colorful is always spring. Song? Zhu's "Spring Day" is stained with clothes and wants to wet apricot flowers and rain, blowing cold willows.

Zhinan and Shangjueju became more and more attractive in the Southern Song Dynasty, and only shallow grass could have no horseshoe. -Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" surprises the mountain birds under the moon, and sometimes sings in the spring.

-Wang Wei's "Bird Watching Creek" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and no one crosses the boat in the wild. -Wei's "Xixi on Chuzhou" is an ancient poem describing summer. The lotus leaf is infinitely bright, and the lotus flower reflects the sun in a different color.

Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang" It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Song? Why did Zhao Shixiu's The Guest hate when Fang Fei left? Xia Mu is cute.

Song? Qin Guan's "The Dark Sun in March" has turned red and purple into dust, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer. Song? Lu You's Poems in Early Summer describes ancient autumn poems and the famous autumn sentence "Sunset and Lonely Qi Fei".

Don? Wang Bo's Preface to the Autumn Palace shows all the trees in autumn, and only the mountains shine. Don? Wang Ji's Wild Hope Autumn geese are accompanied by the wind. I look at each other in this villa and drink my wine.

-Li Bai's "Farewell to the Secretary at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou" In the autumn of August, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Don? Du Fu's "Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage" painted a cold picture with a red candle and a small fan fanned by fireflies in Qiu Guang. During the day, the order is as cool as water at night, lying and watching morning glory and Vega.

-Mutu's autumn night sky is blue, yellow leaves, autumn colors, and cold smoke on the waves. Song? The ancient poems and famous sentences describing winter in Fan Zhongyan's The Su Mu are like the strong wind in spring, which comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

Cen Can's Song of Snow to Send Mr. Wu Home sprinkled salt in the air, but the catkins were not because of the wind. Kim? Xie Daowen's Poems on Snow: Snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as seats, blowing down Xuanyuantai.

Don? Li Bai's "Popular in the North" shows that there are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths. A boat, a bamboo cloak, alone in the snow.

Don? Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue Who cut the snow on the ground into this smallpox? Don? When Han Yu's Two Poems of Li Hua sent six flying flowers into the house, he sat and watched the bamboo turn into lovely branches.

Don? Sentences describing spring, summer, autumn and winter in high-level snow. Spring warms the heart and spleen. "If you want to wet apricot flowers with clothes, you won't feel cold when you blow your face."

Spring, fleeting, "Hua Lin Xie Chunhong, too hasty." Therefore, "there are flowers that can be folded straight, so don't wait for the flowers to decline."

In spring, the weather is cool and humid. "The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near." In spring, the smell of wine is overflowing. "Where is the restaurant?"

2. What are the 70 ancient poems praising winter? 1. Great cold.

A breeze,

These two houses are empty and sad.

Sweep the sky,

When you look at the moon at night.

Selected from the poem "Twenty-four solar terms-Only Phoenix" by Arctic Jun.

2. heavy snow

Stupidly,

I hope the snow will bloom.

It's all because the wind is tight,

Blow off the berth.

Selected from the poem "Twenty-four solar terms-Only Phoenix" by Arctic Jun.

3.xiaoxue

Withered branches in autumn,

Only phoenix sings sand.

I don't know anyone,

Watching cold flowers alone in winter

Selected from the poem "Twenty-four solar terms-Only Phoenix" by Arctic Jun.

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A room full of cold light and sadness

See two windows.

Thousands of faces are sad.

Only the hexagonal center.

In and out of court

It is winter now, and it is winter.

Poem Collection of Arctic Monarch "Blue Sorrow"

5. "Poetry in the Near Snow"

The heart of the suburbs

When we meet, the wind blows and the snow splashes.

Tian qi Cang Qiong

Ground white jade

Build an 800-mile amethyst palace.

Hang a semi-circular silver moon.

The solo in this temple

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6. Song of Zi Xue

In winter, there are jade clothes, snow and purple flies.

The weather is very cold, and the tears are white, almost gray.

The silent cone has eaves,

A drop of tenderness, a string of sadness.

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7. Dancing Snow Songs

The wind is whistling, blowing snow,

Ice sculpture, poor sword, tears and iron marks.

I am eager to be drawn.

Jump out of Bai Ying.

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3. What are the poems praising winter? 1. "Don't be a big shot" Tang is traveling thousands of miles, and the north wind blows geese and snow.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? 2, "The Lord of Furong Mountain in the Snow" Don Liu Changqing The sunset is far away from Cangshan Mountain, and the cold light is white.

Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. 3. Look at the snow peaks of Zhongnanshan, and Tang Zuyong looks at how Zhongnanshan is towering into the sky.

After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly. 4, "Jiang Xue" Liu Tang Zongyuan Baishan has no birds and no footprints.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. 5, "A suggestion for a friend Liu" Tang Bai Juyi "The old bottle has a line of green, and the static furnace has a little red".

It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? . 6, "Plum Blossoms" Wang Song Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling opened it alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. 7, "Winter Night Mausoleum" Tang Bai Juyi's face is unreasonable, cold and unfriendly.

What is the longest night? Everyone sleeps alone. 8, "Midnight Winter Song" Tang Cui lonely winter heart, cut Luo and embarrassed.

The night is long and frequent, and the frost cuts the cold. 9. "Next Song" Don Lulungao In the faint moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and the chief Tatar is fleeing in the dark.

I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. 10, "Winter Night" Don Cen Can's sweat and frost blow the world, and there is no business in hot springs and fire wells.

Zeguo dragons and snakes are frozen, and Nanshan is sparse. 1 1, "Drinking on Early Winter Nights" Courtship in Huaiyang Disease of Tang Du Mu, guest sleeves covered with frosted candle plates.

There is a pile of snow under the pear flower. Who will do it next year? 12, "Winter Night" Tangjiadao walked on the Pingming village bridge, and the snow in Meixi did not disappear. The days are short, the weather is cold, and Chushan is infinitely far away.

13, "A trip to Qujiang in poor winter" Tang Yi drifted all the way to the south slope, and the grassroots won the spring. Qujiang has never been there. One person goes around the cold pool and one person returns.

14, "Looking at the Winter Suburb" Tang Wang Bogui dense rock ash, pear flowers sparse leaves red. Gao Jiang's cold hope was exhausted, and he returned to see the sign of the tent.

15, "Early Winter Occasionally" Tang Pirixiu leopard skin printed 100 yuan, Liu Duo was idle and drunk. There is nothing wrong with the wine-sick pie.

16, "Winter Willow" Tang Lugui dreamed that Liu Ting was leaning against the savage window, and the broken strip was next to Xiaojiang. This is where the frost and wind separate, and the cold seagulls start in pairs.

17 "Pasturing in Cizhou from early autumn to winter" Climbing jade branches in Tang and autumn, there is no plan to wait for the next spring. Self-doubt temporarily served as the guard of Xiancheng, and was not swallowed by Yingying.

18, "Winter Night is Things" Tang Luwen was worried and went back to sleep. The night is too long. The wind blows snow like a flower and the moon shines like a mirror.

19, "Looking at the Morning in Winter" Tang Shi Jianwu's purple smoke holds the incense of the Japanese stove, and the horses and chariots are frozen. Embroidered clothes are young, and the beauty is still in the dream of a brothel.

20, "Early Winter Tourism" Tang Jianyuan voted for people to stay in the house late, and the servants were hungry. It is out of date to be a long-term guest in October.

4. Praise the winter poem "Midnight Winter Song". Tang Cui Guo Fu is lonely, has a winter heart, and he is arrogant.

The night is long and frequent, and the frost cuts the cold. "Looking at the Winter Suburb" Tang Wang is thin, sweet and gray, and pear leaves are red.

Gao Jiang's cold hope was exhausted, and he returned to see the sign of the tent. Every Snow Dwells in Furong Mountain Owner: Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty was far away in Cangshan Mountain at dusk, freezing in the cold, and his house was poor.

Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. Look at the Xuefeng Tang of Zhongnanshan and see how Zhongnanshan soars into the sky.

After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly. Jiang Xue Liutang Zongyuan Mountain has no birds, and a thousand paths have no footprints.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. A suggestion for my friend Liu Tang Bai Juyi: There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the static furnace.

It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? . "Plum Blossoms" Wang Song Anshi counted several plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling opened them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. The gorgeous Tang Bai Juyi in A Winter Night and Xiangling is naturally unreasonable, indifferent and unfriendly.

What is the longest night? Everyone sleeps alone. "Don't Be Big" Tang Gao is thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? "Winter Night" Tang Censhen is sweating like rain and frost, and there is no business in the hot spring fire well.

Zeguo dragons and snakes are frozen, and Nanshan is sparse. Drinking on the Early Winter Night: Tang Du Mu Huai Yang was occasionally attentive when he was ill, and his guest sleeves invaded the frosted candle tray.

There is a pile of snow under the pear flower. Who will do it next year? "Winter Night" Tang Jia Dao Pingming rode on the village bridge and it snowed in Meixi. The days are short, the weather is cold, and Chushan is infinitely far away.

"Poor winter walks Qujiang" Tang drifts snow all the way to the south slope, and grassroots wins spring. Qujiang has never been there. One person goes around the cold pool and one person returns.

"Winter night is something." Tang Luwen was a little worried and began to lie on his back. The night was too long. The wind blows snow like a flower and the moon shines like a mirror.

"Early Winter Travel" Don went and stayed in the house late, and the servants were hungry. It is out of date to be a long-term guest in October.

Occasionally in early winter, the leopard skin of Tang Pirixiu printed 100 yuan, but Liu fell asleep at leisure. There is nothing wrong with the wine-sick pie.

"In early autumn, I went to Cizhou for the first time in winter." Tang Yanqian climbed the jade branch in autumn, and did not intend to wait until the next spring. Self-doubt temporarily served as the guard of Xiancheng, and was not swallowed by Yingying.

"Winter Night" Tang Wei Zhuang sleeps on a cold stove, the wine is half gone, and the homesickness is far away. No one sharpened my sword for me to cut off an inch of sorrow.

"Homesick on a Winter Night" Tang Handan is prone to winter, and he kneels in front of the lamp and follows. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian's secretary Wu's return to his hometown, Tang Beifeng rolled white grass and folded it, and eight In the snow passed the Tatar Day. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.

Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.

The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.

In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.

I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. Eight selections of modern poems: "Winter" Author: In a quiet season in Song Dynasty, the cold drove away all the air left behind, and the time in the air stopped, reflecting the whiteness of snow, but how can the wind perch on the branches and close their eyes and sleep peacefully? () My winter has begun. My winter has begun, and my dissolute youth lures my eyes that I don't want to radiate admiring green light on the wall in the corner. After all, my feelings are cold in spring. I am afraid that these memories will wither and melt in the thick snow. I am afraid that I will lose my luster when I am old. I will not be as isolated and silent as a drooping willow. Tears turned into this snowflake-the empty memory of time gradually faded away, leaving only a pot of bitter wine in the bronze room, drinking a glass with the snowflake alone, and tonight's withered candlelight made love drunk in a dream and headed for the next spring. Can I drink at the altar? Early winter dusk. Tracking what outside? Night is always stuck in the tail of dusk, and all the decorations are completely swallowed up from the beginning. As long as there is a spark, we know that the distance between us is meaningless. Because of loneliness, I chose my own life at the end of this dusk to make the night bright. Only winter waits quietly with deep love in endless depression and loneliness. Who knows that the snowflakes flying in the cold wind are actually the tears of winter yearning, and the dazzling white is a beautiful wedding dress woven by winter day and night for spring.

The four words of praise for winter are ice and snow, which makes it worse.

Snow-covered, Wan Li snow, thousands of miles frozen.

Snow, ice, cold, cold winter.

Clean as ice, dripping into ice, snowflakes falling, covered with snow and ice.

Snow is flying all over the sky, snow abuses the wind, and the north wind is chilly.

To make matters worse, Chun Xue and Xia Yun are warm in winter and cool in summer.

No winter, no summer, no autumn harvest, no winter harvest, no summer harvest, no winter harvest, no winter harvest, no winter harvest, no winter harvest, no winter harvest.

Holding ice in the cold winter, giving charcoal in the snow, feeling frosty and dew, knowing the changes in temperature.

As cold as ice, ice is colder than water, and it is colder at the end of the year.

Snow kiln, iceberg hard to lean on, ice soul snow, biting wind.

It is not cold. Freeze three feet.

Spring ice tiger tail, frozen frost, snow cellar ice days, heavy snow all over the sky

6. What are the praises for winter? 1. The sky is as blue as washing, and the bright sunshine shoots down from the dense gaps of pine needles, forming bundles of light beams with thickness, illuminating a forest shadow tree shrouded in a veil-like mist.

The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is no color between heaven and earth. I can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.

3. The warm sunshine, through the dense leaves, turned into golden dots.

A touch of purple from Zhao Hui appeared in the sky, like a red rose in full bloom.

Pine trees stand luxuriantly in the snow, shaking their bodies with the cold northwest wind, making a shrill roar, as if they were deliberately contemptuous of winter.

6. The sun just rose to the top of the mountain and was covered by the bright red morning glow. Sunlight shines through the cracks in the clouds, like countless dragons spouting golden waterfalls.

7. Just after 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun has put away its faint light.

7. Praise for the early winter: the powder-wrapped Jade Winter Mountain seems to sleep in severe winter, deep winter, early winter, Leng Xue, winter, cold winter, dripping into ice, north wind, whistling ice and snow, dripping into ice, Yushu Yinhua, biting cold, biting snow and wintersweet, pine and cypress in full bloom, proud coast cold, attacking people, whistling north wind, freezing rain and freezing snow, covered with cold. The earth is covered with silver, Yushu Qionghua is covered with snow, and it is frozen for nine days. The snow in the falling snowflakes is covered with goose feather snow, and the door is closed in the cold winter. Snowflakes are flying all over the sky. The cold wind roared. The north wind roared. Explanation:. It's freezing and freezing. Source: Jin Fuxian's "Shen Quan Fu": "Liuhe depression, first frost biting."

Li Bai's "Great Hunting Fu" in Tang Dynasty: "If the winter is miserable, if the cold is cold, and the wind doesn't come, Guan Xue will flourish. Interpretation of severe cold: extreme cold Origin: Han Dong's middle book "Rain and Hail Pair": "I died especially in midsummer, and I spent my winter in severe cold. "

Ruan Wei of the Three Kingdoms "Yong Huai" Volume 20: "The wind and frost are cold, and the yin is slightly frosty." Li Mingzhi replied to Shen Wang: "It's still cold, so I dare not go out. I don't know the date. I sincerely hope to reply. "

In the cold winter, Mr. and Mrs. Zhu can only sleep in a silk quilt, plus a British pure wool blanket bought from Shanghai. Cold explanation: there is a variant called "chilly spring", which means that the temperature is still relatively low just in spring. Source: Jiang's "Xie Peiling" words: "Plum blossoms are calm, apricot blossoms are small, and Haitang is suddenly cold."

Chen Ming Ruyuan's "Jin Ping Mei Ji Fu He": "Autumn is cold and rainy, and sails are flying." Wei Wei's Oriental, Part II, Chapter III: "Under the starry night sky, there are several fires that keep swinging in the chilly night wind."

The sentences describing winter are: 1. The winter wind is blowing, the wind is blowing my face, and its cold fingertips are brushing my hair, making me feel less gentle. A leaf fell in my palm, and when I looked up, I found that the remaining leaves on the tree were crumbling, and I looked down and saw pieces of fallen leaves lying at my feet.

It turns out that winter has come. 2. The winter outside is bitter, the north wind whistling, the street is deserted, the bare saplings stand pitifully on both sides of the road, the once vibrant grass has turned yellow, and it has entered a sweet dream with flowers.

The north wind is blowing, and the seedlings are struggling in the cold wind; The grass fell to the ground as if afraid of the sudden cold wind. There are rows of slender cypress trees, which are still so rich and green in the cold winter.

Fog in winter In winter morning, I get up early every day, the moonlight is still hazy, and the whole city is still brewing, so I get up and do morning exercises. Sometimes, a fog runs in the air and on the road, just like being in a fairyland.

4. Fog in Winter This town has fog in winter morning, and the whole city is shrouded in this fog. Thick fog permeates between heaven and earth, as if a thick and wide curtain had fallen from the sky. The faint white smoke in the river blends with the fog all over the sky. This small town composed of people, bridges and fog has a unique scenery in winter. This is a beautiful ethereal landscape painting.

The rain in winter is getting smaller and smaller, and there is a golden sun on the horizon, which gradually covers the rain. There is a beautiful scenery line in the rain, not a rainbow, but the sun! It's still raining, from one layer of rain to several layers of rain, everything is clear and bright. The rain is no longer jumping lightly. Looks tired, but not exhausted. Take the time to play again and see the scenery in winter.

Rain is falling bit by bit, only to see some naughty rain in the distance, and I don't want to reach the ground for a long time. 6. When it rains in winter, it is sometimes difficult to detect it.

Because the weather has been gloomy for so many days. In the cold, the exhaled air immediately turned into light smoke and floated in front of my eyes.

Rain: It often comes when people least expect it. Silence, when people feel particularly cold, take a look, oh, it has been raining for a long time.

My clothes are covered with countless crystal beads. With a little effort, those beads either rolled off the ground or moistened into the clothes. At this time, the ground is white. 7. Winter rain blows gently, cool breeze blows gently, and winter rain turns into a misty veil. Looking up, the rain fell gently on my cheek.

Although there is no new green outside the window, the faint dark yellow is also dancing obliquely with the wind and rain. I rubbed my sleepy eyes in the winter rain.

Is it snowing? I haven't opened my eyes yet. In fact, I am eager to see snow as soon as possible, but I am worried that the weather forecast is not accurate and there is no snow.

I plucked up my courage. Huh? Why doesn't it snow? When I heard it softly, it was raining instead of snowing.

At this time, I fell into the abyss like a flash from the sky, and I was happy with nothing. 9, the winter rain is still falling, the rain is still falling, nourishing the world.

Imagine that with the wind and rain, the leaves are drenched in the rain and slowly pass over my head. The rain is gradually, gradually, small.

Like an amiable grandmother, gently stroking my face with endless fantasies. Rain, like a naughty little brother, sprinkled thin sugar on my head and kept saying, "Eat, eat quickly!" " "I shrugged helplessly.

10, winter rain suspects that there is magic in winter, and a layer of ash is floating in the blue sky. Fog-like rain falls on the yellow leaves, and the rain ripples on the leaves ... The rain is getting bigger and bigger, but it is still gentle.

At this time, the drizzle lightly jumps between heaven and earth, and "ticks" to convey information to heaven and earth. My hand crossed a beautiful arc in the rain, but suddenly I found several lilacs blooming in winter: the tiny petals of lavender were surrounded by golden stamens, and some petals were knocked out by the rain, still looking slender.

Whether it is spring rain or winter rain, I'm a little confused, but what does it matter? No one felt the biting cold, but it was very refreshing. 1 1) There are no working people in the countryside in winter. They stay at home, sit around the fire, smell the thick fragrance of baked sweet potatoes and enjoy the leisure brought to them by winter.

12) Winter snow.

8. Ancient articles describing winter A: For your reference: Man Jing's Travels: Yan Di, Yuan Hongdao is cold, and after the Flower Festival, the residual cold is still strong.

The cold wind often blows, a piece of flying sand. I want to go out in a room as if I were at home.

Every time the wind runs, it is the return of the pot. On the 22nd, the weather was slightly warmer, so I went out to Dongzhimen to the well with some friends.

Tall willows stand by the river bank, and the fertile land is wet, empty and open, as if to escape from the cage of swans. At this time, the ice skin began to melt, sparkling, scales and waves, and the bottom was crystal clear, like a newly opened mirror, cold light coming out of the box.

On sunny days, the mountains are washed away by melting snow, as if they had just been wiped; Exquisite and beautiful, like a beautiful girl who washed her face and combed a neat bun. Wicker will stretch, but not yet. Soft buds are scattered in the wind, and wheat seedlings come out of the ground. They are short, like fur on an animal's neck, only about an inch.

Although there are not many tourists, donkeys who drink spring tea, sing with wine glasses and wear donkeys can also be seen from time to time. Although the wind is still strong, walking is sweaty.

All the birds sunbathing on the beach, the fish floating on the water, and all the animals smell of joy. I know there is no spring in the country, but people who live in the city don't know.

I'm afraid this is the only place where I can play freely between rocks and vegetation without delay because of playing. And this place is very close to me, and I will travel from now on. How can I not describe it? Ming dynasty, February 27th, February.

9. Classical Chinese (not poetic, not too long) praising spring are all stories.

Author: Yuan Hongdao

Original: Yan Di is cold. After the Flower Festival, the residual cold is still strong. The cold wind often blows, a piece of flying sand. I want to go out in a room as if I were at home. Every time the wind runs, it is the return of the pot.

On the 22nd, it was quiet, and some friends went straight to the east of Manjing. The sorghum is lifted, and the soil paste is slightly moist. At first glance, it is open, if it comes out. As a result, the ice skin began to melt, the waves suddenly became clear, the scales and waves were layered and crystal clear, and the crystal was as new as a mirror, but suddenly cold light came out of the box. The mountains are washed by fine snow, beautiful as a test, as bright as the face of a beautiful girl, as bright as the beginning of a bun. Wicker will stretch, but not yet. Soft buds are scattered in the wind, and wheat seedlings come out of the ground. They are short, like fur on an animal's neck, only about an inch. Although there are not many tourists, donkeys who drink spring tea, sing with wine glasses and wear donkeys can also be seen from time to time. Although the wind is still strong, walking is sweaty. Every bird exposed on the beach sipped under the scales of the waves, carefree, and there was joy between the scales of its feathers. I know there is no spring in the country, but people who live in the city don't know.

The climate in Beijing is very cold. After the flower festival, the cold left by winter is still very strong. The cold wind often blows, and when it blows, sand and stones fly. I hid in a room, but I couldn't get out. Every time I go out quickly in the cold wind, I always come back in less than a hundred steps.

On February 22nd, the weather was slightly warmer. I left Dongzhimen with some friends and went to Man Jing. Tall willows are separated on both sides of the embankment, and the fertile land is slightly wet. Look around and you will feel like a swan that has escaped from its cage. At this time, the thin ice began to melt and the water waves began to glow. Fish-scale waves are layered, and the water at the bottom of the river is clear and shiny, as if the mirror had just been opened, and cold light suddenly flashed in the mirror box. After the mountains were washed away by the melting snow, the beautiful face seemed to be brushed, bright, beautiful and bright, as if a beautiful girl had just washed her face and combed a round bun. Wicker will stretch if it doesn't stretch, tender willow tips will spread with the wind, and the low wheat seedlings in the wheat field are only about one inch. Although there are not many tourists, people often fetch water to make tea, sing with glasses and ride red donkeys. Although the wind is still strong, you are sweating when you walk. Birds basking in the sun on the beach and fish swimming in the water are leisurely, and there is a happy atmosphere between feathers and scales. I only know that there is no spring outside the fields in the suburbs, but people living in cities don't know that.