Poetry describing the end of winter

Poetry about the end of winter 1. Poetry about the end of winter

1. There are no birds in Baishan Mountain in Liuzongyuan, Jiang Xue, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths.

A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-Snow 2. Wang Anshi's works: Plum blossoms are a few in a corner, and hanling blooms alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

Bai Juyi gave a suggestion to my friend Liu: "There is a ray of green in the old bottle, a little red in the static furnace, and there is a feeling of snow outside. How about a glass of wine inside?" ? "4. Liu Changqing's" Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow "is far from dusk and cold and white. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.

5. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. 6. It's snowy outside in the morning, the snow is clear and the sun is cold. 7. Hanchuan snow disappears, and the frozen pool gradually flows. On the tenth day, it snowed in Beijing, and every household was full. 9. The grass is withered and the eagle is sick, and the snow is as light as a horseshoe. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only 15 footprints. At night, I learned about the sudden snow, which brought the blue horse back 17. There are oranges in the residual snow, and the frozen snow scared the bamboo shoots to sprout 18. On March 8th, the snow in Ji Chun began to disappear and turned to the east 19. There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Changyun, Qinghai. The lonely city looks at Yumenguan. Yellow clouds are blown by the wind for hundreds of miles, and a snow peak is surrounded by a vortex of nine streams. -Li Bai's "Lushan Song Yushi Lu Xuzhou" I want to cross the Yellow River, freeze the ferry, and climb the Taihang Mountain, which is snowy.

-Li Bai's "Three Songs It's Hard for One to Walk" Tianshan Five In the snow, but it's cold without flowers. -Li Bai's "Six Poems by Xia Sai (Part I)" Have you ever seen that the hair in the mirror on the shelf is silky black in the morning, but it turns into snow at night?

-Li Bai's "Into the Wine" The three towns of Xiyue are white, and the south lake water shines on the long bridge. -Du Fu's "Wild Hope" The day in winter is shortened on the elemental scale, and the cold night is dyed white by ice and snow.

-Du Fu's "Pavilion Night" is almost as noble as the other seven peers. If it is cold, it is snowy. -Du Fu's "Drawing a Horse by General Cao" was at the minister's house. He dusted off the iron clothes and shone as bright as snow. He drew a dagger from the jade handle and danced steel starlight.

-Wang Wei's "Old General" A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. -Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" The cold fire of the old battle is now gray on the ancient fortress, and the wilderness is heavy and flying white.

-Li Qi listened to Dongda's "Hu Jian Lane" and sent a message to the room. There was no town and no camp for three thousand miles, until the heavy sky entered the vast desert snow. Richie is an ancient battle song, one of them-they call it forever true, with a face of snow and flowers like her that he is looking for.

-Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" In the cold light of endless snow, the high flags on three sides rose like dawn. -Zuyong's "Wang Jimen" we chase, the horse is light, and the bow and sword are negative.

-Lu Lun's "Three of Four Products" The only way for you to cross Leng Yun will lead you into the snow tonight. -Liu Lun's "Send Li Duan" is like snow before Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city is like frost.

-Li Yi's "On Listening to the Flute at Night on the Wall of the Country" 3 Chun Xue belongs to Zhong Qing, and the Yellow River in Wan Li goes around Montenegro. -Liu's "Complaining People" 1, "Bai Xuege Farewell Field-Clerk Wu Go Home" Tang Censhen's north wind rolls white grass, and eight In the snow crosses Tatar Day.

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 bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people. 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.

2, "The Lord of the Lotus Mountain in the Snow" Liu Tang Changqing is far away from Cangshan at dusk, and the cold is white. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.

3, "Looking at the end of the South Snow Peak" Tang, looking at the end of the south, white clouds. 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.

4, "Jiang Xue" Liu Tang Zongyuan Baishan has no birds and no footprints. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

5, "A suggestion for a friend Liu" Tang Bai Juyi "The old bottle has a line of green, and the static furnace has a little red". It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .

6, "Plum Blossoms" Wang Song Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling opened it alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

7, "Northern Fashion" Tang Li Bai Candle dragon lived in poverty, and his glory was still open. Why don't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind is angry with the sky.

Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai. You miss your wife in December. Stop singing and laugh.

Looking at the pedestrians by the door, it's sad to miss the Great Wall. Don't mention the sword to save the side, leave this tiger, gold, shovel, shovel.

There are white arrows in the forest, and spiders make webs for dust. The arrow is not empty, people die today and never come back.

I can't bear to see this thing, it has burned to ashes. The yellow river can hold soil, and the north wind hates rain and snow.

8, "Don't Dong Da" Tang Gaoshi travels thousands of miles in Huang Yun during the day, the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

9. The song of Xia Sai, Tang Lu Lun, in the dim moonlight, wild geese are flying, and the chief of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.

10, "Winter Night" Tang Cen Shen Hao was sweating like a pig, in first frost, and there was no business in hot springs and fire wells. Zeguo dragons and snakes are frozen, and Nanshan is sparse.

1 1, "Winter Night Answer" Tang Baorong is sincere and lovely in winter, so it is better to leak more at night. Fortunately, in the frost and dew, the horses and chariots have been frozen.

It's not the year of ploughing, weeds will defeat millet. Don't leave each other alone, birds and mice will move their nests.

Seeing the heart alone, the frost protects the soft rose. If so, what's the point of leaving grace?

Because of the memory of his wife, a word is heavy. Chu Jian in the breeze, Yan Ge for my son.

12, "Early Winter" Tang Bai Juyi In October, the weather in the south of the Yangtze River was fine and the cold light was like 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.

13, "Negative Winter" Tang Baiju is easy to go out in winter, according to the south corner of my house. Sit with your eyes closed and your skin will be healthy.

At first, it was like drinking alcohol mash, and it was like being stung by Su. External integration is smooth, and Chinese integration is one.

If you forget where you are, your heart is empty. 14, "Winter Night" Tang Baiju is poor and ill to make friends.

There is no one in front, hiding in the village. In the cold, the lights are dim and the curtains are broken.

At the window, I heard the new snow. Sleeping for years, sitting up in the middle of the night.

If you don't learn to sit still and forget your heart, you can live silently. When you are upright, you will die and your heart will change.

Four years and 1,300 nights. 15, "Watching the White Eagle One" Tang Libai is windy in August and white-haired.

Flying alone in a piece of snow, seeing autumn in a hundred miles. In the cold winter of December, the goshawk is eighty-nine.

It is said that swallows don't like it, and the sky is high in Wan Li. 16, "Shousui" Tang Mudian, a gorgeous palace.

At the end of the year, winter snow and winter snow melt, and it seems that a warm spring breeze blows in the warm palace. Huge red candles are lit and look like a bunch of flowers.

* * * Spring Festival, send you all night. 17, "Work in the Snow" Tang Bai Juyi is in the wind all year round, and the night is cold and snowy.

Where will I live? Warm my account, heater. Two brown ones and a scarf.

When the porridge is cooked, I can't sleep. It's time to take care of your body and mind, and don't mind your own business.

I idled around for six years to get through the snowstorm. Suddenly, tourists from Philip Burkart thought of early court officials.

Cold ling didn't wake up when she stepped on the frozen invasion at night. The heart is the body and the father.

2. Describe the ancient poems in Beijing at the end of winter, and the content should be positive, preferably the ancient poems of famous artists.

Probably:

Rain and snow,

See you disappear.

Tribal tiger: the appearance of snow; Speaking of which, it is still "gone with the wind". Hey; The heat of the sun. Yue: Auxiliary words have no substantive meaning.

The Book of Songs Xiaoya Jiaogong

The cold wind destroyed trees,

Frost knot in first frost.

Jiao Zhongqing's Ancient Poems in Han Yuefu

Sad and gloomy wind,

The sun is snowing.

Raise your ears hopelessly,

I am clean now.

Sad: cold. Mimi: Dark. H: a little less. Objective: what that eye can see. Hao: White.

Tao Jin Yuanming's "Gui Mao's Works in Mid-December and His Brother's Respect"

Can simulate the air difference of salt spray.

If catkins weren't for the wind.

Xie Jin said, "Snow Poetry": "What is snow like? The difference between salt and air can be simulated, but catkins are not caused by wind. "

The moon shines on the snow,

The north wind is strong and sad.

North wind: North wind. Strengths: violence. Sadness: biting.

Xie Lingyun, At the Age of Years in Southern Dynasties and Song Dynasty

The wind frightened the bamboo,

Open the door. It is snowing all over the mountain.

Xuan: Windows. Wind scares bamboo: Snow in the wind hits bamboo, making a rustling sound.

Tang Wang Wei's Memories of Hu Jushi's Snow House on a Winter Night

I don't know if the court will collapse today,

It is suspected that Hualin bloomed last night.

Shuo Bao: Snowflakes fall in the courtyard.

How to deal with the snow in the garden by Tang Song Wenzhi.

Underwater acoustic swallowing ice,

The sand road in the snow is very flat.

Don Liu Changqing's reward for Zhang Xia's hard work on his way back to the state on a snowy night.

A vine path is green,

Wan Xuefeng Ming.

Winter Returning to Laoshan by Tang Li Bai

The earth is white, the wind is cold,

Snowflakes are as big as hands.

Tang Libai mocked Li Yangwang for refusing to drink.

Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats,

Blow down Xuanyuan terrace.

Xuanyuantai: It is said that the Yellow Emperor captured Chiyou.

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3. Poems about spring and winter

A poem about spring "Spring Dawn" Don Menghao Ran In the morning of spring, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. "Singing Willow" Tanghe Zhangzhi Jasper adorns trees, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Don Du Fu knows the rainy season when spring happens. The wind sneaked into the night and moistened things silently. The wild path is completely black and the river is clear. Flowers put a heavy burden on the golden crown. Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple in Tang Dynasty were in full bloom in April, and peach blossoms in Shansi Temple began to bloom. I have long hated that I can't find a place in spring, but I don't know where to ask for help. In the spring outing of Qiantang Lake in Tang Dynasty, the water level in the west of Jiating Temple in the north was low. A few early warblers compete for warm trees, and new swallows peck at spring mud. Flowers are getting attractive, but shallow grass can lose horseshoes. The green willows are only yellow and half jagged. If you stay in the beautiful forest, you will be a flower-watcher when you go out. One of the riverside scenery in Hui Chong, Su Shi has three peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the riverside. Artemisia selengensis is covered with short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to come up. The garden is not worth it. Ye Songshao Weng should pity his fangs and seal the moss, but Chai Fei can't open it for a long time. Spring scenery cannot be harvested in the whole garden. Jiangnan is good. Tang Bai Juyi is good in Jiangnan, and the scenery is familiar. At sunrise, the river is red, and in spring, the river is green, like blue. Can you forget Jiangnan? Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable place is Hangzhou. Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you come again? Jiang Nanyi, followed by martial arts, Wu Jiu, a cup of spring bamboo leaves, and Wu Wa and Furong got drunk dancing. Will we meet again sooner or later? Second, about the summer poem "Summer Night Sigh", Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty never died, and it was poisonous to the intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, floating, blowing my clothes. Haotian is a musician from Kazuki Watanabe, and the lush forests are sparse and bright. Midsummer bitter night is short, and the porch is cool. I can see the nuances, in vain, feathers flying. Things are full of details, so I feel comfortable with them. I miss Peter Huo Jiasi. I am poor. Storks are flying, too It is only when the situation is tired that you are tired, and it is only when you think intensely that you are healthy. The first summer, Tang Baiju in Xia Meng is full of things, so it's good to plant it for a while. Elk loves mountains and forests, and insects and snakes are like grass. Xiangniao loves dense leaves, swimming in scales and enjoying new algae. The sky is gone, but I wither alone. After all, all flesh and blood are far away. There is no one in the old country. Cooking moxibustion will not make you faint early. You go to the temple at the foot of the mountain and get drunk in the middle of the lake at dusk. Why are you going back to your hometown? How could you die? Summer is in the south pavilion, the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west, Haoran, and the moon is east of the lake. Open the window to rest, the wind sends lotus fragrance, and the bamboo leaves drip. I want to pick up the pipa and play the piano, but, alas, who here understands? . Feeling this homesickness, you dream of staying up all night. Xia Meng and Tang family are like a bamboo shoot. Frogs make orchestral sounds. Tang Gao's "Mountain Pavilion Summer" is full of dark trees, and the balcony reflects the pond. Crystal curtains are cool and breezy, and the roses are fragrant all over the courtyard. Summer is an idyllic poem (I) by Song and Fan Chengda. Plums are golden and apricot-fat, and wheat is white and cauliflower is sparse. No one climbed over the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies were flying. In a small pond, Song and Yang Wan Li's eyes are silent and trickle. Dragonflies have been standing at the top. Song Yang Wanli, after all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. The next day, the lotus leaf was infinitely blue, and the lotus was red in the sun. Drunken Book of Wanghu Building On June 27th, Song Sushi's dark clouds crossed mountains and mountains, and white rain jumped into the boat. The wind comes and goes, looking at the water under the lake. Wang Song weakened the breeze. There is snow in Kunlun Mountain, but it is often cold in Penglai. If you can't take it to the world, why swim in it? In Unknown Miscellaneous Poems, the sun in Shi Naian is scorching, and the wild rice in Tianhe is half burnt. The farmer's heart is like soup, and his son Wang Sun shakes his fan. "Seeing" shows Yuan Mei's shepherd boy riding a yellow ox and singing loudly. He tried to catch cicadas and suddenly stopped talking. Third, about the autumn poem "Midnight" Tang Libai, a bright moon hangs in the capital, and the autumn wind blows my heart, forever and ever to Yutong and He Riping Hu. My husband is back from a long campaign! . "Climbing Xuancheng in Autumn and Jumping the North Tower" is in Tang Libai's picturesque Jiangcheng, with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Catch the rain in the mirror, and the rainbow falls over the bridge. There are people with cold oranges and pomelo, and there are old phoenix trees in autumn. Whoever goes to the North Tower will be thanked by the wind. "Autumn Night Song" Gui Bosheng of Tang Dynasty has a faint autumn dew, but he is thin and does not change clothes. Yin Zheng worked hard all night, and he was afraid to leave the room. "Autumn Night Song" Sit and watch the morning glory and the weaver star. Climbing to the top of the mountain, Tang Du Fu whimpered at the sharp wind apes from the vast sky, birds flew home in the clear lake, white sand leaves fell like the waves of a waterfall, and I watched the Yangtze River always roll forward. I had reached 3,000 miles away. With the sadness of autumn and my hundred years of sorrow, I climbed this height alone, and the bad luck laid a biting frost on my temples. Heartache and fatigue were the thick dust in my wine. Su Jiande River, Tang Meng moved the boat to anchor Yanzhu, and the sunset took a new photo. The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to people. On September 9, I remembered my Shandong brothers, and Tang was a stranger alone in a foreign land. Think twice about your relatives during the festive season. I knew from a distance that my brother was climbing a mountain, and one person was missing everywhere. "Mountain Walking" Tang Du Mu is far away from Hanshan Mountain, and there are people in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. "Mountain in Autumn Night" After the rain of Wei, the mountains are empty, the moonlight stands in the pine forest, there are crystal stones in the stream, there are girls whispering in the bamboo forest, and there are lotus leaves in front of the fishing boat. Rest assured in spring, and Wang Sun can stay. "Mu Jiang Yin" is half river rustling and half river red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. "Autumn Ci" Yuxi, Liu Tang, has clear water and frost at night, and several trees are dark red and light yellow. Want to chew bones on tall buildings, as crazy as spring. Zhang Tang, "Qiu Si", was born in Luoyang City and saw the autumn wind, which made him want to write a meaningful book. There is endless fear, pedestrians flock to Kaifeng. "This is the era of orange, orange and green. Fourth, the poem "Winter Returning to the Old Mountain" is about winter. Tang Libai returned to Caoping without washing and dyeing the dust tassels. A vine path is green, and the snow peaks are clear. Cold leaves are exhausted first, and Leng Yun in the valley is not good. Tender feelings invade the house, and old trees fall across the river. The white dog barks in the village.

4. Poems describing spring and winter

I. Poems about Spring

Dawn of spring

Tang Meng Hao ran

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

The Willow

Tang He Zhang Zhi

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.

Don du fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Peach blossom in Dalinsi

Tang Bai Juyi

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.

Spring outing in Qiantang River

Tang Bai Juyi

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees.

Song sushi

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.

The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.

This park is not worth visiting.

Burning Weng with pine leaves

Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time.

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.

spring

Ju Hee Song

Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

"Remember jiangnan? Good Jiangnan "

Tang Bai Juyi

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.

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?

Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou.

Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion.

When will you revisit?

Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong.

Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk.

Will we meet again sooner or later?

Second, poems about summer.

Summer night sigh

Don du fu

Before sunset, the inflammation was steaming and poisoning my intestines.

Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt.

Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests.

The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.

When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies.

Things have no details and are adaptive.

Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years.

Why are you washing and looking at each other?

Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters.

Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early.

North city is sad, storks fly.

When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy.

The first summer

Tang Bai Juyi

Xia Meng is rich in natural products, and it is good to plant it for a period of time.

Elk is happy in the depths of the jungle, and so are insects, snakes and grass.

Hunan birds love dense leaves, and scales swim to welcome new algae.

Heaven and earth disappear, I wither alone.

After all, all flesh and blood are far away.

There is no one in the old country, and Kou Rongchen is boundless.

It's no use worrying. Embrace yourself.

Let go of your body and mind and let nature make you.

More wine in Xunyang can keep the cup dry.

Fish is as cheap as mud, and moxibustion does not faint early.

Go down to the temple at the foot of Mi Shan and get drunk in the lake.

Why go back to your hometown? I can't die.

5. Poems about winter

1. The high wind blows the dust in the underground river county, and the children don't meet each other.

-"East Capital of East and West, East Lake meets Meng Yunqing in late winter and returns to Liu Hao" by Don Du Fu.

2. The fierce cold wind started and flew to Yunfu miserably.

-"Winter Hunting" Don Li Shimin

Traveling ten miles north, the cold wind blows your ears.

-"Early in the morning, He Xue sent a short message to Chen" Don Bai Juyi.

4. Long whistling out of Yuanye, the wind is cold.

-"Reward Cui Wulang" Tang Li Bai

The cold wind shakes the earth, the air is pale, and the crosswind blows first.

-"Send Sun Zheng to the clouds" Don Wei Wu Ying

6. The cold wind is falling, the sky is far away from Wan Li, and the clouds are gloomy and foggy.

-"Bai Zhu" Song Zigu

7. The cold wind is ringing dead wood, so you can't lie down all night.

-"Eighteen Songs in the Midnight" Tang

8. Frozen south clouds, cold wind blowing, six flying flowers falling in succession.

-Pu's Song of Walking in the Snow

9. The fortress wall is bitter and cold, and the face is frowning.

-"Send Dong Yuanda" Song Xieyi

10. It's getting dark, and the cold wind blows mountains and pulls trees.

-"Jiuding" Wang Song Anshi