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Winter Scenery of Jiangnan in Yu Dafu's Works

Anyone who spends the winter in the north always cooks tea around the stove or eats mutton and peels peanuts.

Drink for nothing. However, people with stoves, kang heaters and other equipment, no matter how deep the snow is outside their doors,

Or the wind is like thunder, and hiding in the house for two or three months is the most exciting thing in a year.

A secluded place; Needless to say, old people, even children who like activities, will always be a child.

One is in love, because there are some fruits in the middle, such as radish and Palmer pear, and Chinese New Year.

In the evening, the Lantern Festival and other lively festivals on the first day of the first month.

But in Jiangnan, it is different; After the solstice in winter, the leaves in the north and south of the river will not be stripped.

The cold wind-northwest wind-blows from time to time, but it is not too cold for a day or two at most. Until the gray clouds disappear,

The streets are full of leaves, and the morning cream is as white as powder on the face of a black woman. In the morning, when the sun is on the roof, birds are flying.

Then he squeaked again, and the water vapor was released from the mud, so that the old man and the children could walk into the gap in front of the door again.

In the house, I went to sit and talk, and I spent my life outside the house; Isn't the winter scenery in Jiangnan lovely?

Very?

I grew up in Jiangnan, and I was deeply impressed by the winter in Jiangnan when I was a child. Although gradually entering middle age,

I fell in love with late autumn again, thinking that autumn is the favorite season for people who read and write, but for

The winter scenery in the south of the Yangtze River always feels like a special mood, which can withstand the summer nights in the north. More modestly,

This is a clear emotion.

I have also been to Fujian and Guangdong, where I spend the winter, which is extremely warm, and sometimes I have been to the Lunar New Year.

At the end of the year, I may have to take out my tulle shirt; You can see more through the hedges of barbarians.

Miscellaneous autumn flowers After a shower and thunder, the weather cooled down; You can only change the clip at most.

Clothes, between Fujian and Guangdong, fur robe and cotton-padded jacket are absolutely unnecessary; This extreme southern climate is different, and

It's not the winter scenery in Jiangnan that I said. It can only be called Changchun in the south, which is an extension of spring or autumn.

Jiangnan has rich and humid geology, which can contain hot air and support plants; So changjiang no.1.

Belt, reed flowers can be unbeaten until the winter solstice, and sometimes they can keep their lives for more than three months when they are red.

Like sapium sebiferum on both sides of Qiantang River, the red leaves are backward, and the branches are hung with white buds.

The cluster photographed by the camera can confuse the authenticity of plum blossoms. At most, it is ochre, and there is always a strip at the root.

A little green, not only in wildfire, but also in cold wind. If there is a sunny afternoon,

If you are willing to go for a walk alone in the suburbs in winter, you will not only feel the cold when you are young,

And you can also feel a kind of inexplicable hidden anger there; "If winter comes,

Spring will always come soon ",the poet's famous sentence, is the easiest to understand only in Shan Ye in the south of the Yangtze River.

Draw a conclusion.

Speaking of walking in the cold suburbs, it is really a special thing for Jiangnan residents in winter.

Different favors; People who grew up in the snow and ice in the north will never enjoy it.

This opportunity to live in peace. I don't know how winter in Germany compares with winter in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but

Judging from the fact that many writers like to use the word Spaziergang as their creative theme,

As for southern Germany, the changes of the four seasons are always not much different from those in our south of the Yangtze River. take for example

19th century local poet Luo Zaige (Peterrosgger1843-1918), he used.

This article on the topic of "walking" is particularly well written, but the written situation is mostly acceptable.

To get the mountains of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and China.

The rivers and ports in the south of the Yangtze River are connected, the land is close to the sea, and there are many lakes and swamps, so sometimes the air contains moisture. morality

There will be some light rain from time to time in winter. The scene of winter rain in this cold village is another kind of unspeakable.

A carefree state. Think about it, after the autumn harvest, three or five families gather by the river.

In the small village, the door faces the long bridge and the window faces the mound in the distance. There are many miscellaneous trees with branches. exist

This picture of winter countryside is sprinkled with a layer of white rain as fine as powder, plus a layer of light rain.

A few ink and wash backgrounds, do you think it's casual enough? If you want more scenery, you can park your car in front of the door.

A small boat with a black canopy can add a few noisy drinkers to the hut, and it can be added in the dark.

Red and yellow, draw a circle on the window of the hut, suggesting the halo of light. People in this realm are natural.

You will get free and easy, and eventually you will lose everything, life and death are different; We should always remember the Tang Dynasty.

What about the poet's quatrain "It rains at dusk on the river, and trees grow on the river"? The poet came here, even to the greenwood.

Be polite, this is not the charm of Jiangnan winter scenery, what is it?

Speaking of rain, it is inevitable to think of snow: "It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside?"? ? "yourself

However, it is the snow scene at sunset in Jiangnan. "Cold sand and beautiful shadow road, Xiaoxue wine village" is a snowy and beautiful winter night.

Friends, get together, flirt with wine girls. "Dogs bark in Chai Men village, but people return in the snowy night." This is Jiang.

On a snowy night in the south, the scene fell into deeper silence. "In Qianshu Zita Law, a branch opened last night" and the next day.

In the morning, the children in the village who like making snow like dogs come to report the scenery in the village. A poet's poems may be endless.

It's about Jiangnan. The poets who wrote these poems are not all from Jiangnan, but they are all fake.

Poetry about the snow scene in the south of the Yangtze River is not straightforward, and there are more essays than my stupid pen.

Much more beautiful?

In a few years, in Jiangnan, there may be a winter without rain and snow in Jiangnan, and there will be spring.

At the end of the lunar calendar or early February, Chun Xue will get colder and colder; Last winter (1934)

So, I'm afraid the weather will change this winter. In terms of solar terms, it is probably too cold.

That will be1the end of February, 936, for seven or eight days at most. like this

In winter, rural people call it dry winter, which may be better for wheat harvest, but the population will be damaged;

After a long drought, diphtheria, influenza and other diseases naturally become easier, but I want to enjoy the river at will.

People with winter scenery in the south will only be happier this winter, because there are many sunny days.

There are naturally many opportunities to walk in the suburbs; The Japanese call it hi-king, and the Germans call it Hi-king.

As a fanatic of Spaziergang, the most popular is this winter.

The weather outside the window is as clear as late autumn; The clear Gao Shuang full of sunshine is attractive.

Can't sit still in the room, empty talk is not as good as practice. I don't want to write this boring article anymore.

Go, or pick up the crutches, put down the pen and paper, and take a walk on the lake!

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The rain that warms the country has never turned into a cold, hard and brilliant snowflake. Well-informed people think he is monotonous. Does he feel unhappy? The snow in Jiangnan is very beautiful. That's the news of youth that is still looming, and it's the skin of a very strong virgin. In the snowfield, there are blood-red camellias, single-petal plum blossoms with dark green in white and wintersweet with dark yellow chin; There are cool green weeds under the snow. Butterflies really don't exist; I really can't remember whether bees come to collect honey from camellia and plum blossoms. But my eyes seem to see winter flowers blooming in the snow with a lot of honey.

Bees are busy flying and hear them buzzing.

Children's hands, red with cold, are like purple bud ginger, and seven or eight of them get together to make snow arhats. Because it was unsuccessful, whose father also came to help. Lohan is much taller than children, although it is only a bunch of small tops and big bottoms, and finally it is unclear whether it is a gourd or a Lohan; But it's white and bright, and it's glued together with its own water, and the whole ground shines. The children made his eyes with longan seeds and stole rouge from his mother's powder and put it on his lips. This time it's really a big arhat. He just sat in the snow with burning eyes and red lips.

The next day, several children came to see him and asked him. By the way, he clapped his hands, nodded and smiled. But he finally sat alone. Sunny days come to soothe his skin again, and cold nights freeze him and turn him into an inconspicuous crystal shape; The continuous sunny days made him want to know what it was, and the rouge on his mouth gradually faded.

The snowflakes in the north, flying around, will always be like powder and sand, never sticking together, and will retreat on the house, on the ground and on the hay. That's it. The snow on the house has faded because of the warmth of the fire in the house. In addition, on a sunny day, a whirlwind suddenly came. It flew vigorously, shining brightly in the sun, like a fog with flames, spinning and rising, permeating space; Let the space rotate, rise and twinkle.

In the boundless wilderness, under the cold sky, the shining soul of rain is spinning and rising. ...

Yes, it is lonely snow, dead rain, the soul of rain!