Poems about the scenery in the snow

The judge returned to Beijing for nothing

Tang Censhen

The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.

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.

The owner of every snowy area in Furong Mountain

Don 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.

Xue Mei

Song Lu meipo

Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring, and the poet pavilion commented on the pen fee.

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

Send Mr. Lu away

Don

On the snowy night in front of Leiyu Mountain, I left my soul outside Jinguan City.

If Xin Lingjun's son asks questions, he will be grateful to Yimen.

go hunting

Don

In the wind, the horn sounded and the general was hunting outside the borehole.

The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk.

It has passed Xinfeng City in a blink of an eye and soon returned to sunny Liu Ying.

Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon.

Look at the snow peak in Central South China.

Don

Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud.

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.

Jiang Xue.

Liutang 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.

A suggestion for my friend Liu.

Tang Bai Juyi

There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.

It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .

Chinese plum

Wang Song Anshi

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

Popular in the north

Tang Libai

Candle dragon lives in a cold door, and its brilliance is still blooming.

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 edge, leave the tiger gold and 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.

Biedongda

Don

Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?