Poetry describing winter nights

The poem about winter nights is 1. Sentences about winter night scenery

In the evening, large tracts of snowflakes fall from the dark sky. At the moment, mountains, rivers, fields and villages are all covered with snow.

At night, looking at the colorful sky in this city, there are no stars and no bright moon. Compared with this gorgeous and luxurious canopy, I still miss the canvas-like plain sky in that small county. There are no luxurious colors, but there are the cutest stars, the purest moon, and the people who watched the stars with me that night.

The moonlight is so cold, the trembling feeling is like a stone, hitting my heart gently like a gentle lake, rippling gently, reflecting the bits and pieces of broken memories in the past. Especially in this cold winter night, the bleak artistic conception aggravates the infatuation with the people I loved in the past. In the dead of night, when this distant silence overflows, let this beautiful miss kiss your soul and let you close your eyes to see the love of your beloved Ming Che.

The surrounding trees are bare and silent, with thick shadows and heavy looks, as if you can't cross them. I looked up at the sparse treetops. No leaves, empty branches, no language, a cold look. On the thick black night curtain, there is a yellow crescent moon, which looks like a bow and a knife, and a few simple planetesimals, like mosaic, are remote and tiny, and look like nails nailed in the sky.

Winter nights are really cold. The northwest wind roared across the bare treetops, only blowing big trees and small trees shivering in the cold wind. The northwest wind kept attacking me, making my face cold and my nose red. Walking on the cobblestone path, I had to put on gloves, hat and scarf, but the winter wind was so naughty that I took off my hat again, as if playing a happy game with me.

Winter at night is less lively and lively, but more quiet and secure. After a busy day, people can sit in front of the roaring stove, make a cup of hot tea, taste a glass of wine, cook steaming meals and enjoy their warmth and comfort. The outside world is quiet, but the personal "heaven and earth" is very lively, which may be what the poet calls the beauty of winter. People often complain that it is cold in winter, but they don't know that it is because of the cold in winter that we can feel the warmth of spring breeze and the coolness of autumn wind, and we will usher in the spring and autumn with a hundred flowers. In the journey of life, only after experiencing the cold and harshness like winter will there be a moment of joy and happiness.

2. Poems describing cold nights in winter

1, Tianjingsha Winter Yuan Dynasty: Baipu

With a loud door painting,

Half-court crescent dusk,

Waterfront in front of snow-capped mountains.

Bamboo fence hut,

A lonely village with weak smoke and grass.

Explanation:

One winter evening, the city gate rang gently, a crescent moon hung in the air, and the water in front of the snowy mountain was slow. The bamboo fence and the hut in the fence are quiet and harmonious in this remote village.

2, "Night Snow" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

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.

Explanation:

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.

3. "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow" Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing

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.

Explanation:

Twilight is boundless, and I feel the mountain road is far away. It's freezing in the cold, and I feel very poor to stay in someone else's house. Suddenly, I heard a dog barking in Chai Men. It should be the owner's snowy night.

4. Homesick Day and Night at the Winter Solstice in Handan Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

Explanation:

When I stayed at Handan Inn, it happened to be the solstice festival in winter. At night, I sit in front of the lamp with my knees in my arms, and only the shadow is with me. I believe my relatives will gather late at night today, and they should also talk about me as a traveler.

5. Nanxiangzi Winter Night Song Dynasty: Huang Sheng

All is silent. The edge of the iron is almost flat.

The fragrance disappears, and the faint song is unstable and sad.

Only frost flowers accompany the moon.

It should be cold at night. I am so bored that Meihua can't sleep.

I look at plum blossoms, miss me and care about love.

Get up and look at the jade bottle full of ice.

Explanation:

The winter night is silent. It's almost five o'clock, and the quilt is still cold. The agarwood in the furnace has burned out, the lights are dim and lonely. When will the night end? Outside the window, only frost flowers accompany the bright moon.

Lonely and cold nights, thinking about plum blossoms in full bloom in the wind is also annoying and can't sleep. I'm thinking of plum blossom, and plum blossom is thinking of me and caring for each other. When I got up, I saw that the water in the jade bottle had condensed into ice.

6. "Midnight Wu Ge Dong Ge" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Tomorrow morning, the courier on horseback will leave, and the women are rushing to make cotton-padded clothes for the expedition husband.

Thin hands are cold, not to mention the cold scissors for cutting clothes.

My wife will send clothes far away. How many times can we reach the border of Lintao County?

Explanation:

The courier will leave tomorrow morning, and the wives will make cotton-padded clothes for the expedition husband overnight.

My hands are too cold to draw out needles, let alone cut clothes with those cold scissors.

I will send the cut clothes far away. When can I arrive in Lintao?

3. Early winter rain night poems

All the spring is frozen, and I sing cold more seriously. Leaning against Qiao Song in the middle of the night, I don't feel covered with snow. Liu Jia's "Song of Bitter Cold"

I don't know if the court will fall down today, but I suspect it was Lin Huakai last night. Song Wenzhi's Snow in the Garden

Only then did I see that the top of the ridge was covered with clouds and the rocks were shaken by snow. There are thousands of bamboo shoots and stones, and thousands of trees and pineapples are covered with clouds. Qin Xue by Yuan Zhen

It's cold in Whitestorm, and snowflakes are as big as hands. Li Bai's satirizing Xiangyang Wang's refusal to drink

The wind scares the bamboo, and the snow covers the mountains. Wang Wei's Winter Night Memories of Hu Jushi's Home

Cold wind destroys trees, and first frost bears knots. Han Yuefu's ancient poet is Jiao Zhongqing's wife.

The cold weather urges the days to be short, and the wind and waves are calm. Du Fu's "Homesickness of Public Security"

Mountains and rivers are not thousands of miles away from jathyapple, and there is no selflessness in the world. Geng's Snow

Six flying flowers came into the room and sat watching the bamboo turn into lovely branches. Gao Pian's On Snow

At dusk, dancing snow returns to the air. Du Fu's On Snow

The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong and sad. Xie Lingyun in Southern Song Dynasty

At the end of the year, it snowed in the sun in hentai. I don't want to hear anything, but it is clean in my eyes. Tao Jin Yuanming's Mid-December Work Old and Stay Away from My Brother.

There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, but there are no footprints in thousands of roads. A boat, a bamboo cloak, and an old man are fishing in the cold river-Xue Liu Zongyuan, Jiang Xue.

The difference between sprinkling salt in the air can be simulated, but it is not like catkins rising with the wind. Xie Jin Daoyun's "Snow Poems"

First frost is in rags, and his fingers are not straight. Du Fu's "From Beijing to Fengxian, Reciting 500 Words"

Who cut and carved the snow on the flat ground into this smallpox? Two Li Hua Poems by Han Yu

The underwater sound is swallowed up by the ice, and the sand road in the snow is flat. Liu Changqing's "Appreciating the Cold in Zhang Xia on the Way to Visit the State on a Snowy Night"

It is cold and blue, and the north wind is called withered mulberry. There is no crack in the thick ice, and there is cold light in a short day. Meng Jiao's Bitter Cold

Deep streams are uncomfortable with snow, and mountains are frozen and cloudless. Sheng's Looking at Snow

In the sunset, bamboo scattered and snow scattered in the mountains. Han Yi, "Chu's main book will be finished, and money will be sent to foreign ministers to make kings".

Spinning the bead curtain over the powder wall is lighter than catkin and heavier than frost. Li Shangyin's Two Snow Poems

Why can't you see Yangchun when it's not cold in winter? Lu Wen's Meng Dong Pu Jin Guan He Zuo Ting

Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats, blowing down XuanYuanTai. Li Bai's Popular North

A vine path is green, and a million snow peaks are clear. Li Bai returned to Laoshan in winter.

I was so surprised that my pillow was cold, and I saw the window lit up again. I know it snows heavily at night, and I hear the sound of bamboo folding. Bai Juyi's Snow at Night

It's raining and snowing. When you see it, it disappears. The Book of Songs, Xiaoya Jiaogong.

Clouds and gulls dance more, and geese fly against the wind. Du Fu's "Sending Grandson Home in Winter Night"

4. Poems describing the night in the four seasons

Spring: Don He Zhangzhi: I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Don Han Yu: As everyone knows, spring will come back soon, and all kinds of flowers are fighting for grass.

Qing Zhou Zhen: I'm worried that mulberry leaves will wither in spring, and a trace of thick green will be on my forehead. Yuan Lu: In spring, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are like embroidery, and the rain in the West Lake is like oil.

S: A night of spring scenery is worth a thousand dollars. Flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. Qing Yun Ge: It rained all night in the mountains, so there shouldn't be much spring. Look at the grass on the mainland, green to Dongting Lake.

Xia: Tang: Remnant clouds gather summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze. Don Wang Wei: An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and a mango bird sings in a tree in midsummer.

Guan: Why is the hatred gone? Xia Mu is cute. Tang Du Fu: The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the porch is cool.

Autumn: Tang Bai Juyi: The remnant Xia Chan rushes out, and the new autumn rain geese come. Don Liu Yuxi: Dongting was born in the middle of the autumn lake, and the waves are like molten gold.

Don Liu Yuxi: Lake, light and moon know each other; There is no wind on the pool surface, and the mirror is not polished. Look at the mountains and rivers in Dongting; Green snail in a silver plate.

Don Liu Yuxi: Lake, light and moon know each other; There is no wind on the pool surface, and the mirror is not polished. Look at the mountains and rivers in Dongting; Green snail in a silver plate.

Dong: Don Bai Juyi: The new vinegar is green, and there is a touch of red in the quiet stove. It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .

Don Richie: There were no towns for 3,000 miles, and there was nothing but a camp, until the gloomy sky joined the vast desert covered with snow. Four Seasons: Tao Jin Yuanming: The spring and autumn seasons are full, the summer clouds are full of strange peaks, the autumn moon shines brightly, and the winter ridge is solitary and pine.

Guo Song Xi: Spring Mountain is as plain as a smile, Summer Mountain is green, Autumn Mountain is as bright as makeup, and Winter Mountain is as bleak as sleep. In spring, everything is brilliant-I don't know who cut the thin leaves in the Long song, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-why Zhang Zhi-

The most favorable thing is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the smoke and willow pouring into the imperial city-Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department" is a peach blossom outside the bamboo, and the spring river warms the duck prophet. -Su Songshi's "Two Night Scenes by the Hui Chong River" knows that the east wind is always spring. -Song Zhuxi's "Spring Day" wet clothes, face cold willows. -Southern Song Dynasty.

-Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" surprised the tits in the moon and sounded in the spring. -Wang Wei's "Bird Watching Creek" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and no one crosses the boat in the wild.

Wei's Xixi Going to Chuzhou describes an ancient poem in summer. Lotus leaves meet the sky, and the lotus leaves are infinitely bright, reflecting a different kind of sunshine. Yang Wanli's Jingci Temple sends the forest to the forest. When it rains in Huangmei, frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Song Zhao's Inviting guests. Why do you hate Fang Fei when he leaves? The trees in summer are gloomy and pleasant. Summer is new in the sound of cuckoo —— Poems describing autumn in the early Song Dynasty and famous sentences describing autumn: Lonely sunset, autumn water and sky are the same color —— Tang farewell preface, autumn Deng Hongfu knees. When I faced them from this villa, drinking my wine-Tang Li Bai's "Farewell Secretary of Xuanzhou Villa in August", the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs-Tang Du Fu's "Caotang was blown by autumn wind", red candles painted a cold screen, and small fans brushed fireflies. It's as cool as water day and night, lying and watching morning glory and Vega. Cold Smoke on the Waves —— Song Zhongyan's Su Mu House, an ancient poem describing winter. Just like the spring wind blowing at night, Snow White's Song of Farewell to the Field blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees, and Wu's Home scatters salt in the air, but if the catkins are blown by the wind. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

-Jiang Xue is from Tang Zongyuan. Who cut a pile of snow on the flat ground into this kind of smallpox? -When Tang Hanyu Li Hua's two poems and six poems flew into the house and sat watching the bamboo turn into a beautiful branch-Tang Gaopian. Wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high —— Spring Thoughts by Tang Li Bai —— Farewell to the Original Grass by Tang Bai Juyi. When will the bright moon shine on me in Jiang Nanan —— It is easy to distinguish the east wind when boating in Guazhou, Anshi, and it is always spring —— It is wet with apricot flowers and rain in spring, blowing noodles. -The poem of Zhi 'an, a monk in the Southern Tang Dynasty (2) Spring rain, spring rain, broken bridge, people don't cross, boats support the shade-Fu's "Spring Tour of the Lake" knows that it is a good season for rain, when spring happens.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" building listens to the spring rain all night, and sells apricot flowers in deep alleys.

-Song Luyou's "Lin 'an Spring Rain" Spring tides bring rain late and urgent, and there is no boat to cross the wild. Tang Wei Wu Ying's Xixi Going to Chuzhou (3) Spring scenery bothers me, I can't sleep, and the moon moves the railing. In the Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi's Spring Night couldn't be caged, and an almond went out of the wall. The Silk River with beautiful spring is floating between heaven and earth, like a cloud of jade peak. In the garden that Ye Shaoweng is worth visiting in ancient and modern times, Tang Du Fu climbed the building, and bees and butterflies climbed over the wall one after another, but spring scenery was next door.

The king of the Tang Dynasty urges the spring to be beautiful, and the spring water asks you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward-Li Yu in the southern Tang Dynasty is young and beautiful, although the spring scenery is broken, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is green again in spring-Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope, Spring Things, Plum Spring Come, Red South Branch"-Wei's "Acacia", silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and candles will be put on every night. There is a special way to cook brown rice fresh-Tang Du Fu's Give Eight to Wei (⑦) Other poems with the word "spring" have less late frost, and the grass and trees know that spring comes to the world-Wei's "beginning of spring Encounter" but how many feelings the inch of grass has won-Jiao Youzi, but I still had these friends for a while, which encouraged me to survive the end of spring-Tang Li Bai's "Drinking the bright moon alone" (Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting") 2. Living in the city, it is still clear in spring and summer.

(Li Shangyin: (Yat Sen Qing).

5. Ancient poems describing the night

Moonlit Night (Liu)

The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.

Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

Miracle doesn't sleep.

I didn't want to sleep for a night, and the virtual hall closed and reopened. But I left the light shadow and stayed until the moonlight came.

Falling leaves live in nests, and flying fireflies are worth my return. At dawn, the scriptures were blown, and a fragrant ash of white sandalwood was burned.

Looking at the bright moon on the fifteenth night (Wang Jian)

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.

Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into.

Other famous sentences

Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. -"Bo Qinhuai" Du Mu

There is moonlight in front of the window. Could it have frosted? . -"Silent Night Thinking" Li Bai

Night in the daytime is as cool as water, and I lie down and watch Morning Glory and Weaving Stars-Autumn Night by Don Mutu.

The sound of the river pushes the moon at midnight, and the waves are like snow in front of the temple (Zheng Yuanzhou's "Sending Jinshan Puheng")

Moon still asks me out, and we will meet at the apricot blossom tip (Yuan Mei's Spring Miscellaneous Poems).

Half of the households are in deep moonlight, and the Beidou is extremely southerly inclined (Liu Yueye)

Sleepwalking for a thousand miles a night, first frost ringing (Bagan's "Liang Wenmi Yu Yu Jing Kou")

6. Poetry describing the afterglow of the sunset in winter

Qin you wan bo

Wang Lun

What's the first stop for a meal with water and wind? The sun is setting and the sails have just fallen.

Village mash can't make you drunk, and the bright moon pushes the canopy.

I'm ashamed, but I'm free. Who can be high above and close to Chai Jing?

The vast feelings of home and country, listening to the intermittent sound of fishermen.

Liu Yuxi's autumn night is sunny, and jathyapple is as happy as exercising.

The rain breaks and the sun sets, and the night scene is clear.

The moon is faint with clouds and thin scales.

The voice of Chiba, Lin Qiu.

Looking at each other step by step, there are many good feelings.

Bai Juyi and Yu Shun gave it to Xia Zi Romance, and answered it with poems.

Thousands of miles away, the heart is solemn, and one end is fragrant purple.

On the opening day, the sunset glow is reflected, and the wind is full of autumn waters.

In order to cut pity leaves for the mattress, making fur will cherish flowers.

It's better to sew a silk quilt and miss you like a gentleman.

Qian Qi's visit to Li Qing failed.

Draw halberds, Zhu Louying the sunset glow, Gao Wuhan, Liu Du flying crow.

There is no return to the porch in front of the door, and the city is worried about watching the sunset.

Chen hui ri Yan Gao restaurant

Son Shen likes to play with friends.

People are Pingyang guests, and the land is Shi Chong's home.

Hydrology produces old pu, and the wind is full of new flowers.

Riding at dusk, the sunset shines on Changchuan.

Liu Yuxi's autumn night is sunny, and jathyapple is as happy as exercising.

The rain breaks and the sun sets, and the night scene is clear.

The moon is faint with clouds and thin scales.

The voice of Chiba, Lin Qiu.

Looking at each other step by step, there are many good feelings.

Bai Juyi and Yu Shun gave it to Xia Zi Romance, and answered it with poems.

Thousands of miles away, the heart is solemn, and one end is fragrant purple.

On the opening day, the sunset glow is reflected, and the wind is full of autumn waters.

In order to cut pity leaves for the mattress, making fur will cherish flowers.

It's better to sew a silk quilt and miss you like a gentleman.

Zhao Yanduan Huanxisha

After the rain, the garden became greener. The sunset glow is brilliant and the clouds are heavy, and they meet on the east side of the bridge. I didn't add green temples to my sleep, so my sweat melted slightly and my makeup turned red. No amount of worry is true.

7. Early winter rain night poems

All the spring is frozen, and I sing cold more seriously. At midnight, leaning against Qiao Song, I don't feel covered with snow. I don't know if the court closed today, but I suspect it was Lin Huakai last night. Song's "Snow in the Garden" only shows that the mountains are misty and the rocks are as snow as dust. There are thousands of bamboo shoots and stones in Qianfeng, and pineapples in Wan Yun in Wanshu. It's snowing everywhere. Wang Wei's Winter Night: Hu Jushi's Home. The cold wind destroyed trees and the frost was severe. The ancient poems written by Han Yuefu for Jiao Zhongqing's wife are short in cold weather and calm in wind and waves. Du Fu's "Public Security Nostalgia" jathyapple is not thousands of miles away, and there is a selfless jade in Qian Qian. When Geng's "snow" came out six times, he flew into the house and sat watching the bamboo turn into beautiful branches. The wind is strong and sad. In the Southern Song Dynasty, Xie Lingyun's "Twilight" is bleak and windy, and the rain clears up the snow. It is clean in the eyes. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Gui Mao Sui Zuo in Mid-December" shows that there are no birds in the mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. A boat, a bamboo coat, and an old man are fishing in the Hanjiang River-Xue Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" is not bad. Point straight and don't prick. Du Fu's "From Beijing to Fengxian, chanting 500 words" carved the snow on the flat ground into smallpox. Han Yu's "Two Poems of Li Hua" was swallowed by ice underwater, and the snow on the sand road was flat. Liu Changqing's "Paying Zhang Xia for Bitterness on the Way to Visit the State on a Snowy Night" is blue, and the north wind is called withered mulberry. Thick ice has no cracks, and there is cold light in just one day. In Meng Jiao's bitter cold, the bead curtain of Han Yi's Shi Lang Jun outside the front yard of Chu's main book house is spinning over the powder wall, which is lighter than catkins and heavier than frost. Li Shangyin's Two Poems on Snow didn't kill winter, so why can we see spring? Ruben's Meng Dong Pu Jin Guan and Zuo Ting is full of Yanshan snowflakes, blowing off one Xuanyuan terrace after another. Li Bai's Popular in the North is a vine.

8. What are the poems describing the night?

Moonlit Night (Liu)

The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.

Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

Miracle doesn't sleep.

I didn't want to sleep for a night, and the virtual hall closed and reopened. But I left the light shadow and stayed until the moonlight came.

Falling leaves live in nests, and flying fireflies are worth my return. At dawn, the scriptures were blown, and a fragrant ash of white sandalwood was burned.

Looking at the bright moon on the fifteenth night (Wang Jian)

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.

Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into.

Other famous sentences

Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. -"Bo Qinhuai" Du Mu

There is moonlight in front of the window. Could it have frosted? . -"Silent Night Thinking" Li Bai

Night in the daytime is as cool as water, and I lie down and watch Morning Glory and Weaving Stars-Autumn Night by Don Mutu.

The sound of the river pushes the moon at midnight, and the waves are like snow in front of the temple (Zheng Yuanzhou's "Sending Jinshan Puheng")

Moon still asks me out, and we will meet at the apricot blossom tip (Yuan Mei's Spring Miscellaneous Poems).

Half of the households are in deep moonlight, and the Beidou is extremely southerly inclined (Liu Yueye)

Sleepwalking for a thousand miles a night, first frost ringing (Bagan's Liang Wenmi Yu Yu Jing Kou)

9. Complete works of ancient poems about winter

Ancient poems about winter include: Jiang Xue, Xuemei No.1, Hibiscus Mountain Master, Trilogy with Zhang Servant, Night Snow, etc.

A hundred mountains have no birds, and a thousand paths have no footprints. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.

On all the mountains, birds are gone, and on all the roads, there are no traces of people. On a lonely boat on the river, an old man in a bamboo hat was fishing alone on the cold river covered with heavy snow.

Second, Xue Mei didn't want to surrender for the sake of spring, and the Poets' Hall had a fee evaluation chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. -Xue Mei No.1 in Meipo, Song Lu.

Both plum blossom and snowflake think that they have occupied all the spring scenery, and no one will give up. It is difficult for literati to comment, so they have to stop writing and think. Plum blossoms make snowflakes crystal white, but snowflakes lose to plum blossoms.

Third, 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. -Don Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow"

When dusk falls on the mountain, I feel farther and farther away. No matter how cold the weather is, the thatched cottage looks poorer. There was a sudden barking outside Chai Men. It turns out that someone braved the heavy snow to go home.

Fourth, in the dim moonlight, wild geese are soaring, 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. -Tang Lulun's "He Zhang's servant shoots the plug, the third"

In the dead of night, dark clouds covered the moon, and the wild geese on the horizon flew in horror. Khan's army tried to sneak away in the dark. Just as I wanted to lead the light cavalry to chase all the way, the heavy snow fell on the bow and knife.

I'm so shocked that my pillow is cold, and the window is bright and clean. It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time. -Tang Bai Juyi's Snow at Night

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.

10. Moon Poems on Winter Nights

There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there. -Midnight Wu Ge (3) Qiu Ge

Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn. -"Playing the Moon in Taoyuan on August 15th" (Yuxi, Liu Tang)

The window is brighter, and it snows every day. -Yuan Mei "December 15th"

Fishing came back, but I was too lazy to tie the rope and let the fishing boat drift in the wind; At this time, the waning moon is already in the west, but I am sleeping soundly. -Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing"

On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. -Bai Juyi's "Mu Jiang Yin"

The cool moon hangs like Liuwan's eyebrows. The more you look in the mirror. -Dai Shulun's "Lanxi Acura"

The general just stepped into a BMW with a white jade saddle to fight. After the battle, there was only bleak moonlight on the battlefield. -Li Bai's "Army"

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. -"Frost Moon" (Li Shangyin)

Don Li He: The desert is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

Don Wang Wei: I don't see the goose feet in my hometown, but the crescent moon spits moths and eyebrows.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wang Wei's "Birds Singing Stream"