Sentences describing lonely watching snow

1, "Jiang Xue" Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Explanation:

Birds and mountains are all extinct; All the roads, no sign of anyone.

Alone on the river, fisherman Dai Li; Fishing alone is not afraid of ice and snow.

2, "Northern Fashion" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Candle dragon lives in poverty, but the light is still blooming.

Why don't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind came up angrily.

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 edge, leave the tiger gold and shovel.

There is a white arrow in the forest, spiders spin webs and 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.

Explanation:

Legend has it that there lived a Candle dragon in the cold door of the north. His eyes were the sun and the moon. His eyes were open during the day and closed at night.

Even the light of the sun and the moon can't shine here! Only the north wind whistling all over the sky.

Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and one piece falls on Xuanyuantai.

In this cold December, a homesick woman in Youzhou is smiling and frowning at home.

She leaned against the gate, stared at the passers-by and looked forward to her husband's arrival. Her husband went to the Great Wall to fight, and he hasn't come back yet. The Great Wall is a freezing place. Take care, husband.

When the husband left, he took the sword in his hand and left a blade, leaving only an arrow bag with a tiger skin and a gold handle at home.

There are a pair of white arrows in it, which have been hanging on the wall. It was covered with cobwebs and dust.

Now his arrow is there, but man will never come back. He has died in the border town!

How can I bear to see this old thing if people don't exist? So I burned it to ashes.

Although the Yellow River is deep, it still embraces the earth, but this hatred of where you will go, such as this long north wind, rain and snow, is overwhelming and boundless.

3. "Shouyang Qu Jiang Tian Mu Xue" Yuan Dynasty: Ma Zhiyuan

It will be dusk, the snow will dance wildly, and the catkins will float in Ban Mei.

When the river came to Canhua in the evening, the fisherman disappeared.

Explanation:

There is a wind blowing in Tingzhou. Seen from a distance, the sky sweeps the waves like a jade carving. It's a vast expanse of whiteness, and there is a line between water and sky. How magnificent.

The fisherman felt cold and wanted to go home, but he couldn't remember the way home. At this time, the fisherman lay freely on the boat, letting it drift and let it go back. Only a small fishing boat loomed in the thick clouds.

4. "Winter Night Memories of Hu Jushi's Family" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

The colder it is, the louder it is. At dawn, I look at my aging face in the mirror for the first time.

Hearing the wind blowing through the window, Zhu Cong shook the window and pushed open the door to see the snow-capped mountains.

The drifting air makes the long alley quiet, and the snow-covered snow scene makes people realize the spacious leisure in the yard.

Excuse me, how are you at home? It must be calm, and it's still tight to live in Chai Men.

Explanation:

It was dawn when the cold sound came, and I saw my aging face in the mirror for the first time.

Listening to the wind outside the window shaking the bamboo in front of the window, I pushed open the door and saw the snow on the opposite mountain.

Floating in the air makes the deep alley quiet, and the snow makes the courtyard wider and more leisurely.

What will Hu Jushi do at home? Chai Men must be still tight.

5, "Narcissus" Yuan Dynasty: Sun Ren

Lonely boat moored at the edge of Dongting at night, and the lights reflected the passenger ship.

The north wind blows the old plum blossom slices, pushes open the crown of the tree and snows all over the sky.

Poets compete with snow.

Snowflakes fight fiercely with the wind, and poetry is entangled with snow.

Smile.

Explanation:

At night, Dongting Lake is in a daze, and passenger ships are moored alone in the lake. Only a blue light flashed on the shore, accompanying my boat.

A gust of north wind outside the cabin is arrogant, and it must be ruthlessly destroying the petals of plum blossoms. I couldn't help opening the window, only to find that there was snow all over the sky.

Suddenly I am full of poetry, and I can't wait to compete with the snow.

Snowflakes are mixed with storms, and my poems are mixed with flying snow.

I laughed loudly and felt very calm.