Write a poem about a snowstorm

1, the snowflake on the swallow was as big as a seat and blew off the Xuanyuan terrace. It is cold and snowy in Whitestorm. (Li Bai)

2. Dark clouds cover the mountains, while white rain jumps over the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. (Su Shi's Drunken Book of Wang Hulou on June 27)

When you ask about the untimely return date, late rain will rise in the autumn pool. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. (Li Shangyin's note to a northern friend on a rainy night)

There is thunder under tourists' feet, and the dense clouds can't open. In the distant horizon, the wind moves with the clouds, and the sea stands like a mountain. A rainstorm, which crossed the Qiantang River from eastern Zhejiang, hit Hangzhou. It's very golden and convex, and a thousand sticks knock on the cause and effect drum. I really want to wake up the drunken Li Bai, wash his face with the waterfall in this mountain, and show him that this scene is like everything in the palace. (Rainstorm in Sumeitang)

Classic sentences describing snowstorms

1, the snowstorm is getting fiercer and fiercer, and the biting cold wind brings large snowflakes; The cold wind shook the branches, roared and roared, and blew the whole snowdrift away crazily and swept it into the air. The cold wind roared and the direction was changeable, which almost overturned the sled and horses, like a sharp stone scraping the rider's face, making them breathless and speechless.

The bell tied to the sleigh pole is completely inaudible; In the howling and whistling of this whirlwind, I only heard sad sounds, like wolves in the distance, Marquez, and sometimes people's cries for help in the face of disaster.

2. The wind is coming. First of all, a gentle breeze blew from the northwest beach, gently rolled up Nightcrawler's skirt and teased the dead leaves on the road. There was a slight rustle in the wilderness. After a while, the wind was very strong, and the sorghum on the roadside swayed wildly, and the dead branches on the trees fell off one after another. A terrible howl came from the distant wilderness and the clouds became deeper. The rumbling thunder seems to have rushed out of the heavy encirclement of dark clouds, and it is like an explosion, rolling in from the northwest.