A magnificent poem about snow

1. A vast and magnificent poem describing snow, knowing the heavy snow at night, when you smell the sound of bamboo. "

"Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees."

"The wind scares the bamboo, and the snow is all over the mountain."

"Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, blowing down XuanYuanTai.

Mochow spends a lot of time flying flowers, and the dragon dances all night.

Shan Ye velvet is covered with a thick quilt, and trees are covered with fine gauze.

Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

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

Grass withered eagle eyes, light snow. (Wang Wei: Hunting)

I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. (Wang Anshi: Plum Blossom)

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")

Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.

2. A beautiful poem about snow 1, Spring Snow in Qinyuan Modern: Mao Zedong's northland scenery, thousands of miles frozen, and Wan Li's snow drifting.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.

When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight! This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.

Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish. Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.

These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people. The scenery in the north is frozen for thousands of miles, and snowflakes float for thousands of miles.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only boundless whiteness left; The Yellow River, which is wide up and down, suddenly lost its surging water potential. Mountains are like flying silver pythons, and hills on the plateau are like many white elephants running. They all want to try to compare with God.

On a sunny day, it's especially nice to see red sunshine and white ice and snow complement each other. Jiangshan is so charming that countless heroes compete for beauty.

Unfortunately, the literary talents of Qin Shihuang and Liang Wudi were slightly inferior; During the reign of Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu was a little less than Sandwich. Genghis Khan, the hero of my life, only knows how to shoot an eagle with a bow.

These characters are all in the past. Counting the heroes who can make contributions depends on today's people. 2, "Chun Xue" Tang Dynasty: Han Yu did not have a good New Year, and he was surprised to see grass buds in early February.

Snow comes in late spring, which means the flowers in the courtyard are flying. The new year has come, but there are no fragrant flowers. Until February, we were surprised to find that some grass sprouted.

Snow also thinks that spring is too late, so it deliberately turns into a flower and flies around among the trees in the yard. 3, "Night Snow" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi has been shocked and cold, and the window is bright.

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. Because you can hear the sound of snow pressing bamboo branches from time to time.

4. "Picking mulberry seeds and singing snowflakes" Qing: Nalan Xingde has nothing to do with the appearance of light, and the cold place is better. Don't have a bud, it is not a rich flower in the world.

Who can cherish Xie Niang and wander the world after leaving? The cold moon is sad, and the west wind is boundless in Wan Li.

I like snowflakes not because of their light shapes, but because they grow in cold places. Although snowflake is different from peony and begonia, it has another noble character.

Xie Daowen is a famous talented woman who loves snow. After her death, no one pitied the snowflake, and she just wandered around the world, letting the west wind blow to the boundless desert in the cold moonlight and sad voice. 5, "In addition to the night snow" Song Dynasty: Lu You's north wind blows snow in the fourth day, Jiarui Tianjiao and the beginning of the year.

Before the glass half full of wine could be lifted to celebrate, I was still writing Fu Tao in cursive script under the lamp. At the beginning of the fourth watch, the north wind brought a heavy snow; The snow that God gave us just arrived on New Year's Eve, indicating a bumper harvest in the coming year.

Before half a glass of Tu Su wine was raised to celebrate, I also wrote a peach blossom symbolizing the Spring Festival in cursive under the lamp.

3. What poems show magnificent artistic conception? Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian Shuji, Ng Wui, whose north wind rolled white grass, and In the snow spent eight days in Tatar.

Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom. 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.

Farewell to Feng's Song of Running Horse River, the general of the Western Expedition. Look how fast the snow waves are flying on the running horse river! And sand, from the desert, yellow flies to heaven. On the night of the ninth month, there was a cold wind blowing in the wheel tower and the valley, and the valley was full of broken boulders like pecking rice, which went down and forward with the wind.

Despite the dust, the Tatar horse fat, the west of the Jinshan Mountain, and the gathering of smoke and dust, Oh, general of China's army, start your campaign! . Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers March with rumbling weapons! And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife.

The sweat of snow evaporates on horseback, freezing the pattern of five-flowered coins, your challenge from the camp, and the ink bottle from the ice. It has cooled the heart of the barbarian leader, and you will no longer need a real battle! We are waiting for the news of victory in Xiguan! .

Fisherman Ao () Fan Zhongyan now has a strange scenery. Nobody cares about Hengyang goose.

The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles.

Long smoke and sunset, isolated city closed. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home.

Ran Yan didn't return to nothing. The pipe strength is covered with frost.

People are insomnia. The general was white-haired and in tears.

Ginger went hunting in Mizhou, and the old lady Su Shi talked about juvenile madness. She pulled yellow clothes on her left and wore pale clothes on her right, wearing a gold hat and mink, and rode a thousand Ma Ping posts. In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.

After drinking wine, my chest is still open; What's wrong with the slight frost on the temple? When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.

Nian Nujiao's Red Cliff, nostalgic for Su Shi's River of No Return, is a romantic figure through the ages. To the west of the old base, there is a rich collection of people: Chibi, Zhou Lang, where the three countries stand.

The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.

I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.

Hong Yuefei rushed to the crown in the boundless river and rested at the railing in the rain. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't wait to see young people's heads turn white, empty and sad.

Jingkang shame, still not snow; When do courtiers hate their guts! Driving a long car to break through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.

Stay and clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning and go to the sky. Yong Yule Jingkou Gu Beiting nostalgia Xin Qiji has never been found, and the protagonist is nowhere to be found. Sun Zhongmou is located in.

The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time. The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived.

Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground! However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent.

I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou. Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple.

Who can ask: Lian Po is too old to eat? Xin Qiji, a broken man, looked at the sword drunk and dreamed of blowing horns and camping. Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to turn over the Great Wall, and the enemy is on the battlefield in autumn.

Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation.

Poor hair has become a white-haired man! Li Baijun will never see how the water of the Yellow River flows from heaven into the ocean, and it will never return. Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, bring the wine in! Let your cup never stop! .

Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! . What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? Let me get drunk forever and never be rational! .

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! . Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.

Li Bai, a farewell book from Xie Tiao Building in Xuanzhou, left me yesterday, so I can't stay long. Those who disturb my heart today are even more annoying. Autumn geese and Changfeng are my companions. I look at each other and drink my wine in this villa. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.

We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, the Ming Dynasty sent ships to find them. Li Baijin's cup of wine is hard to walk, and the jade plate is precious for millions of coins.

I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain. I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.

I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun. It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, a lot of roads, and today's safety.

From the army to Wang Changling, Qinghai, where the clouds are long and the snow mountains are dark, the lonely city looks at Yumenguan. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

If it is useful, please adopt it. Thank you.

4. The catkins describing snow in the poem are as follows:

1, Donglan pear

Su Shi in Song Dynasty

Snow-white as Sydney, wicker exudes a strong sense of spring, fluttering like Sydney, filling the whole city.

I am disappointed, just like a pear in Dongzhu, how thoroughly and clearly I see this complicated secular life in the earthly and self-clearing.

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Pear blossoms like snow are pale white, wicker reveals rich spring scenery, and floating catkins are full of pear blossoms like snow, all over the city. My mood is melancholy, just like a pear flower in Donglan, as white as snow, living in the secular and self-clearing.

2. A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Cen Can in Tang Dynasty

The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.

Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.

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The north wind swept the earth and scattered the white grass. It began to snow in Alakazam in August. Suddenly, it was like a spring breeze blowing overnight, as if thousands of trees and pears were in full bloom.

3. Jiangtian Mu Xue, Shouyang District

Ma Zhiyuan in Yuan Dynasty

It will be dusk, the snow will dance wildly, and the catkins will float in Ban Mei.

When the river came to Canhua in the evening, the fisherman disappeared.

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There is a wind blowing in Tingzhou. Seen from a distance, the sky sweeps the waves like a jade carving. It's a vast expanse of whiteness, and there is a line between water and sky. How magnificent. The fisherman felt cold and wanted to go home, but he couldn't remember the way home. At this time, the fisherman lay freely on the boat and let it drift.

4. Two songs about snow

Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty

Spinning the bead curtain over the powder wall is lighter than catkin and heavier than frost.

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Snow whirled into the curtain and floated over the white wall, lighter than willow leaves and heavier than frost.

This magnificent poet was not a guest from Baipin Island, but returned to Hengyang temporarily. He was polite, respectful and bowed many times.

Send a message to Chen Bo. A hundred birds were caught in the net.

Is the spring water clear here? I came here in the autumn rainy season. All the clouds and fog are hidden in its belt, and only a few people can see its forehead.

Former residence of Zhu Rong. Clothes and towels are half stained with foggy air, with night cream on the flashy surface, drooping wings and tired heart. Because it is true that the idea of justice has reached heaven.

Cloud road for nearly three days, spring moss, sheep can be as south as soup. Give gifts to Tang/Yang in Hengzhou.

Visit the rock valley and brush the Zhu bird's purlin. Jia Daoqiong ruled that the upper house did not appoint Hengshan.

When I climbed the steps, bent down to offer sacrifices and begged, before my eyes, the Chu tree was spreading southward, the blue sun was reflected on Hengshan Mountain, and the shady pavilion smelled the chicken in the afternoon. I also smell cloudy skin.

Zhu Zhu has Landumei, and Hengyang misses her former residence. I dreamed that I lived in Hengshan Mountain. If God will bless me, can he give me something better than this? .

On Chen's way, Song Cheng looked at Hengshan Mountain, pine and cypress all the way, until, and then the red and blue patterns filled with ghosts and gods and Yuanyang daytime. East of Linyi is like a halberd.

When you step into Chengda, someone should live across the stream, and the top of the mountain is hoarse, which should be right; Mei arranged a feather purlin to report a few lines of geese. Apes call and the bell rings. Let's wait until dawn, and Hengyang geese will go without hearing it, and send Taoist Jichang Xue back to Tang Ming Emperor's Cave House to fix the truth. Bamboo shoots are all over the mountain and stop at Tianquan Pool.

Being a prince, duke, prime minister and general has never been my wish; . Although exiled to a wild place, my life is very happy and fun enough. I fly to the south to meet my master in the morning and evening, which is very suitable for Jianghu.

Looking sideways for its group; Plum and bamboo stained perfume toon. The four sides are connected with each other.

A glass of turbid wine keeps Wan Li awake. Fu ru Liu Hengzhou's song/,it's autumn now, and the orange pomelo is exquisite and penetrating the sunset. I'll look for it. I firmly protected Qu Nong's calligraphy and painting boat and forgot Mei Zhujuan's scroll. The cold current took the moon clock, unlike the tower peak; Mr. Sikong Shu Baishi beamed.

Liu Yuxi looks at the southeast of Hengshan Mountain, leaning against the north. At present, the scenery is convenient: Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty (685-762) was a native of Hengzhou Tang who was sent to Qushan by Li Longji, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty.

Qingming Jiejing, waiting for Xianyu back and forth, Yanran didn't return and accomplished nothing. Qiang Guan is full of frost, and Hengyang is too new.

Pu is already unhappy. Stop at Hengshan Temple and write this poem in the gatehouse, Hanyu, Wuyue and Sangong.

I still remember some poets in Ming and Qing dynasties, but outside the clouds, there were laughter and flowers. He handed me the cup and taught me how to use it.

In the temple, the old people know the meaning of God, and Zhu birds brush on it, and the stars and the moon cover the clouds. This one, in the south ruled by fire, signs of evil are widespread.

I want to go back to Japan before the peak, and it is rumored that the gull will ask Xiaoxiang. Choel-he Lee is shrouded in autumn fog. The vegetarian dishes and plain clothes on it are all I ever wanted and the Xiangjiang River.

It will become a golden pagoda, the pillar of Yue Wei. It's good to go home on a sunny day.

I would like to separate bamboo from ants and announce the context of the earth. At night, I lie at the top of a tall tower and sleep.

I calmed down and prayed, hoping to get an answer: Si Kongshu, one of the "Ten Talented People in Dali". Zhu Rong's former residence, the stone granary leaps, and Vulcan stands still.

The Secret of the Biography of Judah, a poet of the Tang Dynasty and four other ambassadors, takes Song as the middle of the mountain. No riding or blowing.

"Qinyuanchun" (sent to Yao's relegation) Song Ci traveled to the top of Hengshan Mountain, when the weather was sunny and the wind passed, and the smoke was lonely. Smoke and waves are thousands of miles away, roads are divided, rain is without mud, and there is no rice in my heart.

Is it the spirit of youth and spirit? Soon all the peaks showed me their faces, Falcon Ninger. Looking at Hengshan Mountain-Liu Yuxi leans on the north to the southeast.

Mao Dongyu's voice is dark. Don't forget to pay.

Qiu Si Fan Zhongyan, a proud fisherman, left Qiu Lai with strange scenery and believed in horseshoes in his spare time. I also smell cloudy skin.

The inked clouds are still like mud, and the clouds cover the eyes, and Xiaoxiang flies first, then my childlike heart may be welcomed, even though my humble sacrifice is to return to the front of the Wild Goose Peak. Attention.

In the south of spring, the stone pillars of Yue Wei have been divided into snow and nectar, and the general has white hair and tears. Gan Yuan is different.

Pink walls and columns sparkle. The road is long, but the pine roots are weak.

The broad purple canopy joined Tianzhu. Note that it can make the sky shine.

Lu Hengzhou wrote poems to Tang/God-given power and named him a peer. Moved by this, I dismounted to thank you.

Feather people live in smoke and bamboo, and the snow is boundless. Thousands of battlements are like asking each other, and there is nothing in Songxi. I look up at a minaret holding a clean blue sky.

I stayed here for a long night, and the yellowbird was the youngest. Under the canopy of Dongting, the sky can shine.

Du Fu and Zhu Fengxing did not see Xiaoxiang Mountain, while Hengshan Mountain was high. Liu Zongyuan is steaming, but he doesn't sigh Yan Fang, proclaiming the pulse of the earth. Liu Zongyuan crossed Hengshan to see the new bloom, but sent his brother to his hometown for a long time.

Chaolai smiled at Gui Hong and said, I saw a cold and bright sun in the distance in the east, and told me that my luck was the best. I wanted to send a letter from Jade Qing to make owls howl.

6. What are the beautiful ancient poems describing "snow"? 1. "Walking on Shakespeare, snow is like plum blossoms" Song Dynasty: Lv Benzhong.

Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow. It's great to like and dislike. A nasty smell. Who knows? Find the month of the south building.

I remember last year, when plum blossoms were in full bloom. Nobody said anything about the past. Who are you drunk for and who are you awake for? I still hate leaving lightly.

Explanation:

This snow is as white as plum blossom, and that plum blossom is as crystal clear as snow. Whether you like it or not, it looks just as good. But this beautiful notice reminds me of my sadness. Who can know this melancholy? Only the bright moon in the south building is my witness.

I remember it was the same season in previous years, but I was walking with you in the snow in Xun Mei. The moon shines on both of us. As time goes on, people get old and things become a thing of the past. No one mentioned it again! I am drunk and awake, awake and drunk, but for whom? Alas, until now, I still regret leaving you so easily!

2, "Chun Xue" Tang Dynasty: Han Yu

The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds.

Snow comes in late spring, which means the flowers in the courtyard are flying.

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Explanation:

I still can't see the fragrant flowers in the New Year, and I was surprised to find that some grass sprouted in early February.

Snow also thinks that spring is too late, so it deliberately turns into a flower and flies around among the trees in the yard.

3. "Shouyang Qu Jiang Tian Mu Xue" Yuan Dynasty: Ma Zhiyuan

It will be dusk, the snow will dance wildly, and the catkins will float in Ban Mei.

When the river came to Canhua in the evening, the fisherman disappeared.

Explanation:

There is a wind blowing in Tingzhou. Seen from a distance, the sky sweeps the waves like a jade carving. It's a vast expanse of whiteness, and there is a line between water and sky. How magnificent.

The fisherman felt cold and wanted to go home, but he couldn't remember the way home. At this time, the fisherman lay freely on the boat, letting it drift and let it go back. Only a small fishing boat loomed in the thick clouds.

4. "After the Snow in the Mountain" Qing: Zheng Xie

Opening the door in the morning is full of snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are light and the sun is cold.

There is no drop of plum blossom frozen on the eaves, which is a kind of loneliness.

Explanation:

As soon as I opened the door in the morning, I saw that the top of the mountain had been covered by a heavy snow. At this time, the sky has cleared, and the light of the rising sun has become cold through the faint white clouds.

The snow on the eaves has not yet begun to melt, and the plum branches in the yard are still frozen by ice and snow. How unusual is such a deserted atmosphere!

5. Look at Xuefeng in the Tang Dynasty in Central and South China: Zu Yong

Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud.

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.

Explanation:

Looking at the end of the south, the mountains in the north are beautiful and snowy, like a cloud.

In Chu Qing, the setting sun shines on the top of the forest after the snow, and in the evening, Chang 'an adds cold.

7. Poetry praising the snow scene in winter 1, there is a feeling of snow outside at dusk, how about a glass of wine inside? . _ _ _ _ A suggestion from Bai Juyi to his friend Liu

2, the wind is like a solution, easy to destroy. _ _ _ _ Plum Blossoms in Cui Daorong

3. There are some plums in the corner, and Ling cold opens them alone. _ _ _ _ Wang Anshi's Plum Blossoms/Plums

4, a few plum blossoms in Jiangnan, people have turned white. _ _ _ _ Liu Zhu "partridge day, snow mountain city, jade cold"

There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. _ _ _ _ Jiang Xue of Liu Zongyuan

6. The sun is far away, cold and poor. _ _ _ _ Liu Changqing's Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow

7. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. _ _ _ _ Jiang Xue of Liu Zongyuan

8, this body is in the snow forest, different peaches and plums mixed with incense dust; _ _ _ _ Wang Mian's Bridled Eyebrows

A lonely stranger, through the jagged night, the pale snow in the mountains. _ _ _ _ Cui Tu's Except Night/Bashan Road, Except Night Book/Except Night.

10, Northland scenery, thousands of miles of ice, snow in Wan Li. _ _ _ _ Mao Zedong's "Qinyuan Spring Snow"

1 1 Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the north wind blows the goose feather and snow one after another. _ _ _ _ Gao Shi's Two Biedongda Poems

12, we chased them, the burden of horses is very light, the burden of snow on our bows and swords. _ _ _ _ Liu Lun's "He Zhang Servant Shoots the Next Song, the Third Song"

13, the dark snow mountain in Changyun, Qinghai, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. _ _ _ _ Wang Changling military seven (4)

14. Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? The heavy snow hindered the horse's progress. _ _ _ _ Han Yu's "Moving Left to Lan Guan to See Grandnephew"

15, there is snow in Xiling outside the window, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the gate. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's quatrains

16, I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it was not sold after the winter snow. _ _ _ _ Zhang Wei called it "early plum"

I want to cross the Yellow River, but the ice has blocked the ferry, and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Hard to Leave Me"

18, a tragic snowstorm night in Chai Men. It's better to have children than nothing at this time. _ _ _ _ Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old lady"

19, and then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint behind him. _ _ _ _ Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

20. Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off Xuanyuantai. _ _ _ _ The popularity of Li Bai in North China