Bai Juyi writes winter poems, 5 points
"Ask Liu Nineteenth"
Tang Bai Juyi
Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove.
It's snowing in the evening, and I can't help but drink a cup.
Early winter
Bai Juyi
The weather in Jiangnan in October is good, and the poor winter scenery is like spring.
The frost has not killed the luxuriant grass, and the warm sun has begun to dry out the desert sand.
The leaves of the old zhejie are as yellow as those of young trees, and the branches of cold cherry blossoms are as white as wild flowers.
At this time, the idle people were drunk, and the five horses had no reason to enter the restaurant.
Repaying one's dream to fall in love with the moon on a frosty night
Bai Juyi
The desolate winter night scene shakes off the long-lasting love.
The moon has a new frost color, and there is the sound of distant geese.
Winter night wine sent to Huangfu Shi
Bai Juyi
Frost kills the grass in the courtyard, and ice grows in the backyard pond.
The wind moves the tree, but there are no leaves to cut off the branches.
October is a bitter and long night, and a hundred years is strong for half a year.
Opening a new bottle of wine is so hard to miss.
He dreamed of winter morning joy
Bai Juyi
It was missed that at five o'clock in the morning, the rooster sounded the third time.
Getting up calmly under the tent, the sun shines brightly in the window.
The lamp that illuminates the book is not extinguished, but the warm wine fire is reborn.
When the tunes are arranged and the strings are moved, the songs are first heard and sung in Weicheng.
Winter night shows the sensitivity of the nest
Author: Bai Juyi
The fire in the hearth is about to burn out, and the lights are about to burn out, and the night is long and the worries are rising.
We will meet again in various places, don’t forget our love under the lamp tonight.
The negative winter sun
Bai Juyi
The bright winter sun rises and shines in the south corner of my house.
Sit with your eyes closed, and the skin will be harmonious.
At first it feels like drinking mellow wine, but also like being stung by suds.
On the outside, everything is smooth, but in the middle, there is no thought.
I forget where I am, my heart is empty.
On a snowy night, Mr. Li paid a visit and was rewarded with a gift
Author: Bai Juyi
Poor snow with goose feathers tonight, attracting high-spirited people.
It was as bright as day in front of the red candle, and as warm as spring inside the green felt tent.
A cup full of gold liquid, a foot of white jade dust in the courtyard.
In this regard, I want to stay with you, and we will have a blind date after poetry, wine and wine.
Two poems from the new snow are sent to Yang Sheren.
Author: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang
I don’t think about the misty sky in the northern province, I don’t remember the wind and moon in the Nangong.
I just remember quietly Gong Yangge, the old man, in front of the warm stove in the small garden with fresh snow.
I don’t miss the drums on Zhuque Street, and I don’t remember the bell at the back of Qinglong Temple.
I just recall the seven pine trees on Xinchang Terrace late at night after fresh snowfall.
I was surprised when I saw a gift in the snow, but it was not the same as in my dream.
Author: Bai Juyi
The snow is like goose feathers flying and scattered, and people are standing and wandering in crane cloaks. .
Zou Shengmeisou was not uninterested, but he was waiting for the king of Liang to call him.
The dusk in the snow coincides with the dream, and the official guest Wang Shangshu drinks
[Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi
The snow is falling at dusk, and Prime Minister Bai is drunk and unable to return. .
Four old men are three hundred years old, so this gathering should be rare in the world.
A small drink on a snowy night as a gift
Bai Juyi
We are both lazy gardeners, and we are always facing the depression of rain and snow.
Sip wine and tour the night forever, smile widely to bid farewell to the remaining years.
After a long time, he became an old man and was often called a loose immortal.
You should be called a Sanxian, but you have seen the East China Sea turn into a mulberry field.
Get up early in early winter to send dreams
Bai Juyi
Wear a black gauze hat and a white fur coat when walking.
He warmed the wine first while his hands were cold and he didn’t comb his hair.
The morning scenery is white with smoke and frost, and the birds are sad in the early cold.
Who should I send to make peace with the poem? Or send it to Suzhou.
On a moonlit night in early winter, I received Huangfu Zezhou’s handwritten letters and several poems, which were occasionally inscribed with long sentences
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Two or three chapters of Qing Ling Yu Yun, There are seven or eight rows of falling foil silver hooks.
The heart is chasing newspapers and books hanging at the feet of wild geese, and the dream is looking for the way around the sheep's intestines.
There are many bright moons in the sky in the south of the water, but it is cold enough in the north of the mountain to have early frost.
What I hate the most is the newly brewed wine. I won’t be able to taste it in the winter.
Early winter is a dream come true
Author: Bai Juyi
The warmth of the green felt tent welcomes the light snow, and the depth of the red stove is suitable for the early cold.
Whether I can write a short poem or not, let’s try some new wine.
The monks came to beg for food and stayed overnight, and the guests opened the bottles and had sex.
As I approach old age, all my friends and relatives are gone. I hope you will forgive me and show mercy to others.
Homesickness on the night of the winter solstice in Handan
Poet: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
On the winter solstice in Handan’s post office, the shadows in front of the lamps hugging the knees accompany me.
I want to sit at home late at night and talk about people traveling far away.
Winter Solstice Stay at Yangmei Pavilion
Author: Bai Juyi
November lasts until midnight, and a traveler three thousand miles away.
What if you stay alone in Yangmei Pavilion? Cold pillow and single bed for one patient.
Winter Solstice Night
Bai Juyi
As we age, our minds often fade away, and when we get sick, our temples must turn green.
My heart is not as depressed as the fire in the furnace, and there is more snow on my temples than frost on my temples.
Nanbin City of the Three Gorges is the farthest, and the winter solstice night is relatively long.
I feel the coldness in my room tonight, so I sit down in cold clothes to support Meng Guang.
Bai Juyi's "Night Snow"
I was surprised that my pillow was cold, and I saw the bright window again.
I know the snow is heavy late at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo.
Watching a trip at the end of the year
Author: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Genre: Qilu
Stars and frost change in the morning and evening, and the yin and yang relax in sequence.
Autumn frost can ruin the color of all things, and winter is the most withering season of the four seasons.
The smoke half exposed the new sandy land, and the birds flew into the snowy sky.
Looking north and south at the late night sky, I can see the boundless thoughts of the poor traveler.
The second of two poems about love at the end of the year
Author: Bai Juyi
Half old green shirt and half white head, the snowy wind blows above the river tower.
The power of Zen is self-evident and no one realizes it. When you are worried, you will not be worried.
One of the three poems I sent to you at the end of the year
Bai Juyi
I can't say farewell for a long time without sighing. How can I avoid worry when I know that the letters are rare?
After half a hundred years, time is coming to an end.
The ice in the pool is glued together at the bottom of the boat at dawn, and the snow on the building is clear, revealing the tile ditch.
I feel that the joy is decreasing day by day, and Suzhou is not as good as Hangzhou.
At the end of the year, the nights are long and the nights are long, and illness is common
Author: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In prosperity, the days are short when people are busy, and in leisure, they sleep less and wake up late. When you hold a candle and hold a cup at night,
it is the time when I stop taking medicine. The sound of sorrow on the pillow is worthy of illness, but laughter in the house is better than seeking a doctor.
In the Ming Dynasty, people who were forced to go out had to seek pleasure, and they did not plan on who else was involved.
Staying in Mingzhou on New Year's Eve
Poet: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang
My family was sent to Guanxi to live, and I traveled to Hebei.
On New Year's Eve, I stayed in Mingzhou.
I met Jing Yongyi before the end of the year
Bai Juyi
The sea plums are half white and the willows are slightly yellow, and the frozen water is beginning to melt and the days are getting longer.
There is no bitter frost in Du Ladu, and there is good scenery first to welcome the spring.
In the county, I get up at night and listen to the yamen drums. I walk up the city and lean against the female wall.
I am gradually free from official duties and healthy, so that you are not tired of Yuhang.
In addition to the day, the dream comes from Chuzhou
Author: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Genre: Five Ancients
*** companions for thousands of miles, we are one The county returns.
The road ends in the middle of the year, and homesickness comes before spring.
The mountain snow is still there in the evening, and the Huaihe River is about to bloom.
You can sing when you return home, but don’t fall in love with the master’s cup.
Wine on New Year's Eve
Bai Juyi
On New Year's Eve, the old man was thinking leisurely about wine.
The grass is white on the frosty ground, and the clouds are as yellow as the snowy sky.
I sit drunk on the fragrant pillow and sleep beside the warm stove.
Luoxia has been idle for a long time, and the Ming Dynasty lasted for ten years.