Praise ancient poems in winter.
The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.
Horses lead horses to drink across the river, the wind is biting, and the autumn wind is like a sword.
See the distant mountains in clear winter, the snow is green.
On a strange road, the north wind blows hard. Lonely journey, dare not take a break. In the wilderness of the earth, the grass rustles, the branches wither and the fragrance disappears. Only the wheat fields are left, neatly arranged. Snow should fly for nine days, and Qionghua will wither. Looking up at the mountains and rivers, I wore plain makeup and a vast color, which gradually became thick and layered. ...
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
The sound of wandering by the cold river, the bamboo shadow by the window, the moonlight.
The snow presses the clouds in winter, and the flowers are sparse for a while. The sky is high and the cold current is urgent, and the earth is slightly warm.
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
This night, the pillow was ice, which surprised me. I saw the light snow outside the window. It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.
It is cloudy in autumn and cold in winter. (Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons)
Ming Sheng plays autumn wind and buys wine to fly winter snow. (Wang Wei: Four Qi Poems) I don't know if the recent splash has started, but I suspect it hasn't been sold after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: Chenmei) The north wind turns white grass, and eight In the snow crosses Tatar. 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 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. Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you. The snow is pressing on Yunfei in winter, and the flowers will wither for a while. The high sky is rolling with a cold current, and the earth is slightly warm to send spring home, and the snow will welcome the spring. It's already a hundred feet of ice and beautiful flowers.