Jiangnan winter poems
Poems about the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan in winter 1. Poems describing winter in Jiangnan
1, why the rain hits the window in winter and the night sounds tick. If you want to become snow all over the sky, you can catch the river in a lonely tent.
Source: Song Fan Chengda Lengyu
In winter, light rain beats against the window, and the sound of raindrops is like running water at night. If these rains turn into heavy snow, it would be nice to go fishing on the river by boat alone.
2. The climate in Jiangnan is abnormal, and the winter rain is cold spring. The snow and ice period is far away, and bananas have begun to stop. Don't interfere with the grass in the stream, lest the mountain be destroyed. Suddenly thought of the Central Plains, mink wearing brocade saddle.
Source: Su Songzhe's Cold Rain
Jiangnan has a special climate, and the rain in winter is like the cold in spring. It seems that ice and snow have existed for a long time, and the interest in bananas has disappeared a lot. I am not afraid that the grass by the stream will be green first, but I am afraid that the plum blossoms in the mountains will wither first. At this moment, I suddenly miss the Central Plains, wearing mink and brocade saddle.
In October, the south of the Yangtze River is sunny and cold as spring flowers. Frost doesn't kill grass, but desert sand dries at first. Old zhe leaves are as yellow as tender trees, and cold cherry branches are as white as wild flowers. At this time, I envy idle people drunk, and there is no reason for five horses to enter the restaurant.
Source: Tang Juyi's Early Winter
The weather in October in Jiangnan is just right, with a scene of poor winter and prosperity like spring. Slight frost and cold failed to destroy the grasslands everywhere. The sun was shining high and the warm sunshine made the air dry. Although the leaves of the old tree are yellow, they are still like new trees. The cherry blossoms in the cold wind are really proud. At this time, I envy idle people and can go in and out of the restaurant at will.
4. Build a pile of snow under the pear flower. Who will do it next year?
Source: Tang Dumu's Drinking on Early Winter Night
But when the north wind bursts, there is much snow at dusk, and the snow under the stage is like a pile of white pears. I don't even know where I am this time next year!
5, Yuliuxiao sparse pavilion is idle, and you can see the snow in Songshan in the moonlight.
Source: Tang Meng Jiao, "Looking at Luo Qiao Night"
The bare elm willow hides the quiet balcony pavilion, and everything is silent. In the quiet moonlight, I saw the snow on Songshan at a glance.
2. Poems praising the beautiful winter scenery in Jiangnan
1, Snow as Plum Blossom by Lv Benzhong in Song Dynasty: Snow as Plum Blossom, Plum Blossom as 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. Interpretation: The snow is as white as plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms are 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. Winter nights in Cen Can in Tang Dynasty: There was no business between hot springs and fire wells. Zeguo dragons and snakes are frozen, and Nanshan is sparse.
Interpretation: Strong winds mixed with frost and snow are raging between heaven and earth, and hot spring fire wells (possibly charcoal stoves) are also lifeless. The dragons and snakes in the rivers and seas can't stretch out because of the cold, and even the evergreen pines and cypresses turn green and look thinner.
3. Chun Xue by Han Yu in Tang Dynasty: There is no fragrance in the New Year, and the grass shoots in early February. Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees.
Interpretation: The new year has come, but there are still 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.
4. The Southern and Northern Dynasties Xie Lingyun's "Year after Year": I was too worried to sleep, and this night was difficult. The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong and sad.
The feeling of death has been urging when it is transported to an object that is not submerged by water. Interpretation: I can't sleep at night, and my heart is suffering. The night is long and endless, and I can't bear to wait for dawn.
The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is fierce and biting. Nothing eternal will die with the passage of time.
A year is coming, and my life is being urged mercilessly. 5. Lu Meipo's "Xue Mei I" in Song Dynasty: Xue Mei refused to surrender for Chun, and the poet stopped writing and commenting on the chapter.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. Interpretation: plum blossom and snowflake both think that they have occupied all the spring scenery, and no one will give up.
It is difficult for poets to write critical articles. To be fair, plum blossoms make snowflakes crystal white, but snowflakes lose to plum blossoms.
3. Ancient poems with beautiful winter scenery in Jiangnan
Ran Ran, an island with nine dynasties in the sky? Scattered flowers gradually attract the attention of fans, and people are sad. The mountain and the moon don't know what they are thinking. Since the new song is sung in the snow, people sing their own words. They advocate hanging water fences on both sides of the building. West Lake [Qing] willow branch words are short and long. They want to make the West Lake more charming than the West Lake. The grass is covered with smoke and the lake is close at hand. Lotus root is sold in the night market. Yunwei dike The official road puts mulberry leaves south of the city. I dream in a distant place. Today, I bid farewell to the ancient Liuqiao. When I kept the evening fragrance, I also forgot the opportunity to enjoy it like a fish. I was looking forward to it when I went upstairs. Second, the waterfowl doesn't know where to stay, and the mountains increase to Chai Fei. On the night of Nanping, the green curtain of Wanda Fu Yuping fluttered in the dusk, and I smiled in front of you. When shall I visit again? I dream of a beautiful day in Jiangnan. I look at the flowers outside the wall to find my way, and I will accompany you thousands of miles away. Heartbroken spring scenery is in Jiangnan. Plums and green fog in the south of the Yangtze River make cool waves, and dense clouds make rain dark. West of the city: Lu Kai folded flowers to welcome the hillock, and the brocade skirt was scattered and cold. The lake is covered with greenery, which is beautiful. Even if the flowers are full of trees, hibiscus perfume is cool and misty rain is dark. Take the flowers and pity * * *! Dreams are far away. There is little leisure in this ancient palace. Jiangnan, Liu Song, Zhang Xian, far from the embankment, the running road is light and dusty. People and scenery make you feel happy to swim in fish. Thousands of riders have very high teeth. The flower ponds in Yu Ye are very flat. Send someone to visit Wu Tang Du Xunhe to see him in Gusu, leaning on Wangjiang Tower alone. Before returning home, bloom, like a cheek, can draw a boat and listen to the rain. Springs are bluer than the sky and reeds are deep. After the oblique view, the scenery in Luyuan is all high, with lotus flowers in ten miles, crescent moon in the west, water and wind. When you draw a bridge, when you return to your hometown, you have to be heartbroken. The waves are rough and dusty, and Song Ling is full of night. The county pavilion pillow looks at the tide, and the string hangs temporarily. Lotus is reduced to lotus, the heart is far away and the scenery is beautiful. The slanting light is full of water, the lotus root loves filar silk, and the blue is full of flowers. Drop the sail and cross the bridge to Puli. Kill the flower watcher. Bring a skill into town. After the spring flowers, I came back to lean against the window of a small pavilion and enjoy the smoke clouds. The ground is wet and insects crawl, and the boat load continues in spring, and the bamboo boat is picturesque: everyone says that Jiangnan is good. The boat is orchestral and the river is full of water. Watching fish [Qing] Xu Xin's new book Chishui. The more the river blows, the more bitter acacia becomes. When you rush to the Golden Gate, you can see the willow trees outside the Golden Gate are like gold. I remember Tang Wen and Ting Yun in Jiangnan hated it. Friends all over the world, sitting alone also contains a sigh. The husband outside the Great Wall has not returned yet. The author of "Nine Monsters in the South of the Yangtze River" was sent to the leader, and the wine was lying in the south of the mountain, and your mother's bell was faint. Who knows Jiangnan? New branches are not old branches. Jiang Nanyi, there are many people in Jiangnan, and the Spring Festival Gala was unsuccessful. Hugh told the laity that the bright moon was shining in the sky and Bai Pingzhou was heartbroken. Even the government withdrew. In the year of giving gifts to Ye Fan, Lianmu entered the river as a card. Jiang Nanyi, South China is in the clear autumn: the author of the Tang Dynasty flew over the city to the pavilion in the middle of the lake. Just look at Song and Zhou Bangyan in the south of the Yangtze River. Where is the best, shallow grass can have no horseshoes, and spring water is half full of flowers. So where is love? Listen to the flute and drum through drunkenness. The stormy waves are like snow: Han lost his name. When the scenery is good, the heart beats fast, and the south is just fragrant. Old bamboos are born of water and wind. Miscellaneous songs ~ recalling Jiangnan Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good. Spring wine in the afternoon in the Yangtze River, frost and snow on the wrist. It's good to drink rain after the first sunny day on the lake [Song]. It is good that Su Shi has an eye. Come to Xinyu Lake at night. Lotus picking songs are festive and extravagant. On Longevity and Autumn Water in Jiangnan with Double Tones. Liu Song, Chen Weng and Mei Qi gave it a ride. The natural barrier is boundless, and it is dusk to pick lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. There is nothing in Jiangnan. It is pointed out that the jade whip cloud, the two peaks are relatively unconnected. Fish plays lotus leaf east. Su Causeway Chunxiao [Ming] Yang's dark flowers are just in spring. Xiao is in the moon building, picking lotus. The more Wu Bian sings, the more songs he can't finish. Today, the canal will do its best to advocate home. Tube strong tidy up. Qiu Chan idle thinking high willow, sunset bamboo. Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, Su Dongpo is not old in spring, and people try to pillow the river. Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Follow the current. Lotus leaf Tian Tian, not to mention self-concern: Liu Yuxi's genre. Ships are strung on the river, and pedestrians on the road are heartbroken. At night, put your clothes on the moon by the West Lake. He did not hesitate to pay tribute to Nanjin, floated in the sky and dissolved the party. Green sand builds a city with bamboo as the house: Wei Zhuang school, laugh at the spring breeze and accompany you for thousands of miles. Even if he comes back, there are flowers and trees everywhere. Memories of Song and Zhao in Jiangnan. * * Asked about the lotus dresses in the clear water and a thousand miles away from the cold river: Lotus can be picked in the south of Yuefu, and the wind hesitates to brew incense. Guangxi is under the radial calamus, Wu Wa is drunk with hibiscus, misty rain is dark, cold jade sticks to the river, and the wind is fine and oblique. In order to continue these four songs, the lake and mountain are good, and a boat is anchored in the depths of Lu Hua. At night, the boat plays the flute and the rain whispers. It is sunny in autumn. Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, Su Dongpo is not old in spring. It is just the upper hand of the mighty river. Fish play with lotus leaves in the west, and the city is surrounded by mountains on three sides. What I remember most is Hangzhou, which was not green for three days: the author of Tang Dynasty, Tao, Ting [Qing], Xu, who didn't come home after a hundred trips to Qingming Festival, and got drunk. After the tourists only took an oblique view of the old south of the Yangtze River, the lotus flowers were picked, and the lake was beautiful in autumn. New branches are not old branches: Yuefu sunset red Jiangnan smells bamboo branches: Weizhuang is sunny, and the lonely peak still has sunset red. It's dusk now, and it's a scene of weeping for Su Causeway. Dream of Jiangnan Qingqu army sad leaves, while southerners sad, every family has no well to drink tide.
4. Poems about Jiangnan Winter
1, the moon opened its eyes wide and looked kindly at the village and fields, much like a polished copper plate.
The bridal chamber started in the spring breeze last night, so old friends are still separated by Xiangjiang River. I fell asleep unconsciously, and in just a few moments in my dream, I have traveled thousands of miles to the south.
3. Look at Jiangnan Shouzhang Cui Weng and Liu Song Shuang Yin Chen Weng
4, the sky is * * * water, and the water is far away. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the moon is high and the clouds are cold, and the water is full of moonlight. The moon reflects the water in the sky.
I heard that Jiangnan is a wine town, and pedestrians on the road want to be heartbroken. Who knows that Jiangnan is not drunk, laughing at the spring breeze.
6. The criss-crossing traffic facilities constitute the blood and skeleton of the city, pushing this ancient city to make great strides towards a modern international city.
7. It's raining in Mao Mao, and lilacs seem to sway gently in the rain. The drizzle is like smoke and fog, sad and beautiful. Rain and fog condensed on lilacs, as clear as jade. Lilac rain can't be sealed, and water can't be sealed. Glittering tears slipped quietly, and my thoughts drifted away like lilac rain. A little disappointed, a quiet dream flooded into my heart with the continuous rain, with a series of ripples.
8. Wang Jiangnan Dongpo
9. The road outside the door is close at hand. Wanliu walked happily, and Baihuazhou sang drunk. Live up to your life.
10, heavy snow, the snowflake dancing in various positions in the air, flying, hovering, or falling straight and quickly, laying on the ground.
1 1, Four Poems of Guangxi in the Early Tang Dynasty in the South of the Yangtze River
Zhang Xi 'an Jiangnan Liu Song 12
13, in the silent night, the spring rain of "rustling sand" awakened the earth: the grass greedily sucked the rain and dew and thrived; Flowers are swaying in the wind and are in bud; The willows in Mao Mao grow new leaves like dogs, the bright moonlight is like water, facing the buttery drizzle, dancing with long sleeves, like a gentle and graceful lady dancing with a fan ... Isn't this the true portrayal of "sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently"
14. Fold flowers and send them to the leader. Jiangnan has nothing to do, and it's a spring chat.
15, Bodhisattva Man Tang Wei Zhuang Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only join Jiangnan to die. The spring water is greener than the sky, so tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain. The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.
16, the dream time is getting old and Tingzhou is smoky. Don't sing Jiangnan ancient tune, resentment is hard to recruit, and the Chu River is gloomy. Lavender swallow milk, dark rain plum yellow, afternoon mirror bath blue curtain.
17, Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old; When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
18, the second song: pulling leaves by the stream and picking reed seedlings by the bank. In order to cherish Yuanyang, gently animate the radial direction.
19, recalling Tang Jiangnan Wen tingjun.
20, never hate, hate the world. I don't know what the mountains and the moon are thinking, but the water and the wind fall in front of me, swaying Yun Lan and slanting.
2 1, reminiscence
22, chrysanthemum under the fence, drunk. Flowing water asks you for thirty hooves, and autumn wind remembers my poem. Save the evening fragrance.
23, diligent to write, the book is hateful, three seas, full of acacia, trembling into the mourning column. Sad, thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, complaining songs, is there a broken soul?
24. Bai Juyi, Tang Hao, Jiangnan
25. Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only join Jiangnan. The spring water is greener than the sky, so tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain. The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.
5. Ancient Poems on Beautiful Winter Scenery in Jiangnan
Ran Ran, an island with nine dynasties in the sky? Scattered flowers gradually attract the attention of fans, and people are sad. The mountain and the moon don't know what they are thinking. Because the new songs are sung in the snow, people sing their own words. They advocate hanging water fences on both sides of the building. West Lake [Qing] willow branch words are short and long. They want to make the West Lake more charming than the West Lake. The grass is covered with smoke and the lake is close at hand. Lotus root is sold in the night market. Yunwei dike The official road puts mulberry leaves south of the city. I dream in a distant place. Today, I bid farewell to the ancient Liuqiao. When I kept the evening fragrance, I also forgot the opportunity to enjoy it like a fish. I was looking forward to it when I went upstairs. Second, the waterfowl doesn't know where to stay, and the mountains increase to Chai Fei. On the night of Nanping, the green curtain of Wanda Fu Yuping fluttered in the dusk, and I smiled in front of you. When shall I visit again? I dream of a beautiful day in Jiangnan. I look at the flowers outside the wall to find my way, and I will accompany you thousands of miles away. Heartbroken spring scenery is in Jiangnan. Plums and green fog in the south of the Yangtze River make cool waves, and dense clouds make rain dark. West of the city: Lu Kai folded flowers to welcome the hillock, and the brocade skirt was scattered and cold. The lake is covered with greenery, which is beautiful. Even if the flowers are full of trees, hibiscus perfume is cool and misty rain is dark. Take the flowers and pity * * *! Dreams are far away. There is little leisure in this ancient palace. Jiangnan, Liu Song, Zhang Xian, far from the embankment, the running road is light and dusty. People and scenery make you feel happy to swim in fish. Thousands of riders have very high teeth. The flower ponds in Yu Ye are very flat. Send someone to visit Wu Tang Du Xunhe to see him in Gusu, leaning on Wangjiang Tower alone. Before returning home, bloom, like a cheek, can draw a boat and listen to the rain. Springs are bluer than the sky and reeds are deep. After the oblique view, the scenery in Luyuan is all high, with lotus flowers in ten miles, crescent moon in the west, water and wind. When you draw a bridge, when you return to your hometown, you have to be heartbroken. The waves are urgent and the dust is light, and Lingge is full of night. You can watch the tide on the pillow of the county pavilion, and the strings are temporarily hung. Lotus is a lotus flower, far away from home, with beautiful scenery, full of water in the sunset, lotus roots love filar silk, and the jungle is full of flowers and sails, crossing the bridge to Puli. Kill the flower watcher. Bring a skill into town. After the spring flowers, I came back to lean against the window of a small pavilion and enjoy the smoke clouds. The ground is wet and insects crawl, and the boat load continues in spring, and the bamboo boat is picturesque: everyone says that Jiangnan is good. The boat is orchestral and the river is full of water. Watching fish [Qing] Xu Xin's new book Chishui. The more the river blows, the more bitter acacia becomes. When you rush to the Golden Gate, you can see the willow trees outside the Golden Gate are like gold. I remember Tang Wen and Ting Yun in Jiangnan hated it. Friends all over the world, sitting alone also contains a sigh. The husband outside the Great Wall has not returned yet. The author of "Nine Monsters in the South of the Yangtze River" was sent to the leader, and the wine was lying in the south of the mountain, and your mother's bell was faint. Who knows Jiangnan? New branches are not old branches. Jiang Nanyi, there are many people in Jiangnan, and the Spring Festival Gala was unsuccessful. Hugh told the laity that the bright moon was shining in the sky and Bai Pingzhou was heartbroken. Even the government withdrew. In the year of giving gifts to Ye Fan, Lianmu entered the river as a card. Jiang Nanyi, South China is in the clear autumn: the author of the Tang Dynasty flew over the city to the pavilion in the middle of the lake. Just look at Song and Zhou Bangyan in the south of the Yangtze River. Where is the best, shallow grass can have no horseshoes, and spring water is half full of flowers. So where is love? Listen to the flute and drum through drunkenness. The stormy waves are like snow: Han lost his name. When the scenery is good, the heart beats fast, and the south is just fragrant. Old bamboos are born of water and wind. Miscellaneous songs ~ recalling Jiangnan Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good. Spring wine in the afternoon in the Yangtze River, frost and snow on the wrist. It's good to drink rain after the first sunny day on the lake [Song]. It is good that Su Shi has an eye. Come to Xinyu Lake at night. Lotus picking songs are festive and extravagant. On Longevity and Autumn Water in Jiangnan with Double Tones. Liu Song, Chen Weng and Mei Qi gave it a ride. The natural barrier is boundless, and it is dusk to pick lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. There is nothing in Jiangnan. It is pointed out that the jade whip cloud, the two peaks are relatively unconnected. Fish plays lotus leaf east. Su Causeway Chunxiao [Ming] Yang's dark flowers are just in spring. Xiao is in the moon building, picking lotus. The more Wu Bian sings, the more songs he can't finish. Today, the canal will do its best to advocate home. Tube strong tidy up. Qiu Chan idle thinking high willow, sunset bamboo. Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, Su Dongpo is not old in spring, and people try to pillow the river. Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Follow the current. Lotus leaf Tian Tian, not to mention self-concern: Liu Yuxi's genre. Ships are strung on the river, and pedestrians on the road are heartbroken. At night, put your clothes on the moon by the West Lake. He did not hesitate to pay tribute to Nanjin, floated in the sky and dissolved the party. Green sand builds a city with bamboo as the house: Wei Zhuang school, laugh at the spring breeze and accompany you for thousands of miles. Even if he comes back, there are flowers and trees everywhere. Recalling the water town of Song Dynasty and the south of Zhao River. * * * Asked about the lotus dresses in a thousand miles of cold water: Lotus can be picked in the south of Yuefu, and the wind hesitates to brew incense. Guangxi is under the radial calamus, Wu Wa is drunk with hibiscus, misty rain is dark, cold jade sticks to the river, and the wind is fine and oblique. In order to continue these four songs, the lake and mountain are good, and a boat is anchored in the depths of Lu Hua. At night, the boat plays the flute and the rain whispers. It is sunny in autumn. Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, Su Dongpo is not old in spring. It is just the upper hand of the mighty river. Fish play with lotus leaves in the west, and the city is surrounded by mountains on three sides. What I remember most is Hangzhou, which was not green for three days: the author of Tang Dynasty, Tao, Ting [Qing], Xu, who didn't come home after a hundred trips to Qingming Festival, and got drunk. After the tourists only took an oblique view of the old south of the Yangtze River, the lotus flowers were picked, and the lake was beautiful in autumn. New branches are not old branches: Yuefu sunset red Jiangnan smells bamboo branches: Weizhuang is sunny, and the lonely peak still has sunset red. It's dusk now, and it's a scene of weeping for Su Causeway. Dream of Jiangnan Qingqu army sad leaves, while southerners sad, every family has no well to drink tide.
6. Jiangnan Poetry in Winter
Most of the snow in the south of the Yangtze River is crystal clear, like pure and beautiful pearls.
Although you can sometimes see small white snowflakes floating in the wind, compared with the goose feather snow flying all over the sky in the north, the snow in the south of the Yangtze River is so petite and soft, like a graceful girl, soft and white. The second sentence is that the spring snow in Jiangnan reflects the ancient city, and it is flying all over the sky.
Thousands of pear trees fell overnight, and the silver makeup was wrapped in pure love. Flying snow peaks cover the south of the Yangtze River, and you are drunk on your couch listening to the sound of snow.
When it snows in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no grandeur of "thousands of miles frozen, Wan Li snows", and there is no excitement of "dancing a silver snake on the mountain like a wax elephant", but there is a sense of lightness and elegance. I like watching and listening. Round, crystal-clear snow grains are falling quietly with the wind, like white and beautiful pearls jumping and rolling on the roof of Yuan Ye, knocking out wonderful and strange sounds.
The snow in Jiangnan is so white and beautiful, and the snow in Jiangnan is so pure and flawless. "Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring."
The snow in the south of the Yangtze River and the holy and beautiful primrose flowers come with people's infinite expectations, which indicates that the south of the Yangtze River will be another good year with abundant crops. The fifth sentence is "like the strong wind in spring, which blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees."
The quiet Jiangnan town, the quaint courtyard of the water town, and the snowy city all night are written in plain white. "All the wind and smoke are clean, and Tianshan Mountain is * * * color.
Floating from the stream, anything. "The hexagonal ice crystals, with transparent and pure petals, fell from the colorful jade pool for nine days and arrived gracefully, like a flying white butterfly, like a flying Qionghua, dancing with the wind and cutting clouds. A beautiful and clear flower in a season will naturally bloom in an infinite world if it has something on its mind.
The sky this weekend is particularly blue, without the haze of the previous days. I am enjoying this hard-won sunny day, listening to the old people's nagging in the warm sunshine and watching the children running, chasing and frolicking.
At the moment, the lawn is still dry and the children run out of dust from time to time. I stood quietly in the wind and looked at the horizon, without a cloud.
But I remembered your shadow. 7. Walking in the snow in Xun Mei, the snow in the south of the Yangtze River is poetic and picturesque, and it also has the unique character of the northern cold plum.
Some ancestors wrote the poem "Looking at the floating in the snow, the jade peak rises abruptly". . Fuchiyama went to the village and people lived in Li Meihua. "
It is confusing and confusing, like a rare and beautiful dream; There is also Yuan Zhen's "only look at the dark clouds on the ridge, which have shocked the rocks and snow; Thousands of bamboo shoots and stones, thousands of trees and pines. " I was quite surprised to see the scenery in the snow; There is Lu Meipo's "Xue Mei refused to fall for the spring, and the poet pavilion has a pen fee review chapter.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. "The eighth sentence cold wind wrinkled lovesickness snow. The town is soft and flat, and the snow is dancing in the wind. Old love is warm, but deep love is lingering in the snow. A handful of flowers are stuck in the snow, the cold wind blows lovesick songs, and Mei Ting sings poems alone. The cold plum blossoms in Leng Yan are blooming in the snow, and the snow petals are floating in the lane. Pick a snowflake and put it on your chest, turning tenderness into pity, and gently shake the silk scarf lane to dance the snow.
The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is full of charm and interest. Exquisite and elegant, exquisitely carved, it is still like a small jasper, shy and lingering, and the ice is clean. There is no such thing as "dancing a silver snake, like wax, trying to compete with God."
Magnificent, strong and resolute, it is difficult to find that "there are fewer and fewer pedestrians and heavy snow." Bleak and bleak, freezing in the middle of winter.
Shu Mei looked up and stared at the sky, feeling warm and hopeful, leaving chutian blank. There are different palms, and the cities in the south of the Yangtze River are full of beautiful images and graceful postures, just like "fragrant snow floating in thousands of forests, ethereal green."
The wind is elegant, dark and fragrant. However, "there is no fragrance in the snow, and there is no trace outside the smoke."
A wisp of lingering human feelings, an inch of homesickness, adds another side, "Look at the snow shutter, reflecting flowers into the deep households." Deep and graceful, beautiful and romantic situation.
10 sentence Jiangnan last night, the snow flew, and the flowers and the moon were uncertain. Clouds all over the sky have gone with the wind, and tears have spilled on your skirts, leaving you alone.
I looked at your distant back, and you didn't look back; I was caught in a drizzle in Jiangnan, but you didn't hold up that flower umbrella; I am in Yuan Ye to see bloom, but you are not wandering in my flower field; I look up at the stars and look forward to your appearance. You are hidden in the illusion of the night. I told Miss Chun about your flowery blue shirt, but you disappeared with the snowflake.
I don't know what happened, what made you leave quietly, and how can my wet heart feel your warmth again? The second part of the beautiful sentence describing the snow scene in Jiangnan is 1 1. The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is quiet and ethereal in the misty forest. In this winter, which is almost lonely and quiet to freezing point, give a mottled dust heart that has experienced vicissitudes to the gentle palm of nature's tolerance and goodwill, and listen to the breeze and snowflakes blowing from the shallowest starting point to the farthest end point, blowing away the bun entangled by life and life, and smoothing a wrinkled lost soul.
A firm warmth of mind and soul, a natural extreme of quiet beauty. Go to water poverty, and then sit and watch Yun Qi.
12: The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is light and ethereal. A natural, dignified, delicate and quiet beauty, landing silently and reflecting snow in the empty valley.
"Salt flies and butterflies dance, and flowers fall in powder makeup." Moist as jade, dense.
"The wind shakes the tree, and the fine snow falls under the curtain. The air is like fog and condensed like flowers. "
Fine snow in the wind, pear white shutter, bright and beautiful. Just like the plainclothes women who ferry across the river in Jiangnan, they are naturally beautiful, bright-eyed, quiet and peaceful, Tsinghua and Shui Mu.
Pick your heart, skillfully pull 3,000 pieces of green hair, wear blue clothes, walk with sleeves, and sing lightly. A pair of slender wrists, plucking the strings with a flick of a finger, are full of immortal legends and touching stories.
The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is spotless and graceful. Everywhere you go, there are small bridges and flowing water, and the ink painting in the south of the Yangtze River, which is "thick makeup and light touch, is always appropriate", adds a bit of vivid charm. 13 sentence "If catkins are not caused by the wind."
If you understand the snow scene in the south of the Yangtze River, you will have a deep understanding of the beauty of the echo in the empty valley. What is the wordless goodness of great love? What is the trade-off? What is compassion? The vicissitudes of the past are impermanent, and the impetuous soul is gradually stripped of all kinds of bohemian coats.