A poem about a snow-covered village

1. A poem describing the pastoral snow scene 1, Wu Jun's "Singing Snow" in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

The breeze shook the trees, and fine snow fell under the curtain.

The air is like fog, and it condenses like a flower.

I didn't see Yang, but I saw Gui Zhibai.

No tears, no humanity, what's good about lovesickness.

The breeze gently shook the trees in the courtyard, and the thin flying snow fell into the gap of the bamboo curtain. Snowflakes float in the air like fog and condense on the steps like fallen flowers. I can't see the willows sprouting in the yard to welcome the spring, but the cassia twig is covered with snow-white snowflakes. When you cry, there is no one to talk to. What's the good of being so sentimental and so sad?

2. After Snow in the Mountain by Zheng Xie in Qing Dynasty.

Opening the door in the morning is full of snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are light and the sun is cold.

There is no drop of plum blossom frozen on the eaves, which is a kind of loneliness.

As soon as I opened the door in the morning, I saw that the top of the mountain had been covered by a heavy snow. At this time, the sky has cleared, and the light of the rising sun has become cold through the faint white clouds. The snow on the eaves has not yet begun to melt, and the plum branches in the yard are still frozen by ice and snow. How unusual is such a deserted atmosphere!

3. In the Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei recorded Hu Jushi's home on a winter night.

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.

The cold sound has reached dawn, 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.

4. Guan Hanqing's Winter Scene of Dade Song in Yuan Dynasty.

Snow powder flowers, pear blossoms, smoke villages no longer.

Scatter the map intensively and see the crows in the sparse forest.

Huang Wei, shaded by Qingjiang River, prefers fishing.

Snow white and bright, like dancing pears, covers farmers in the countryside in twos and threes. Dense snowflake layers can be described and painted. Look at Western jackdaw in the west where the forest is sparse and singing late. A fishing boat leans under the Qingjiang River shaded by yellow reeds.

5. Looking at the Snow at Night by Jia Dao in Tang Dynasty.

Leaning on a stick, looking at the sunny snow, the clouds are heavy.

The firewood man returned to the White House, and it was freezing cold.

Wildfire burns grass, and broken smoke gives birth to lycopodium.

But I went back to Shanxi Road and heard the bell at dusk.

Looking at the snowy weather alone with a bamboo stick, I saw white clouds stacked on the stream. The woodcutter is walking back to the snow-covered hut and walking down the dangerous peak in the cold evening. Wildfires burn creeping grass on the mountain, and smoke lighthouses intermittently fill the rocks with Gu Song. On my way back to the mountain temple, I heard melodious dusk bells in the distance.

2. The poem of heavy snow describes the poem of heavy snow:

1, smoke makes snow-capped mountains and drums move rivers. -Du Fu's "Year after year"

2. At night, it snowed in Guazhou, and the iron horse was scattered in the autumn wind. -Lu You's "Five Disgruntled Books, Part One"

3, sigh away, the night snow accumulates first. -Jiang Kui's Dim Fragrance and Thin Shadow

I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. -Li Bai's "It's hard to go to me"

It snowed in the first month in Shuofang, and Khan rode to Jingxi. -Shen Yue's "Zhao Jun Ci"

6, heavy snow and north wind remind that every family is poor and every household is white. -"Xue Zhu"

7. In the cold light of endless snow, the high flags on the three borders rose like dawn. -Zuyong's Wang Jimen

8, smoke and dust as snow ridge, drum horn moving river. -Du Fu's "Year after year"

9. It snows in the night, Guazhou Ferry, and the iron horse is in the autumn wind. -Lu You's "Five Disgruntled Books, Part One"

3. Poems praising the heavy snow. Poems praising the heavy snow:

1, the snow is too late for spring, and it is flying through the courtyard trees. (Han Yu) "Chun Xue"

2. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can) "A Song of Snow to Send Tian Shuji Wu Home"

3. The sweat of the snow evaporates on horseback, freezing the pattern of the five-flowered coin and your challenge from the camp, the ink bottle from the ice. (Song of Running the Horse River) Farewell to Feng, General of the Western Expedition

4. Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off Xuanyuantai. Tang Li Bai's Popular in the North

5. Outside the window is the autumn snow in Xiling, and outside the door is the "quatrains" of Wan Li ships moored to Wu Dong.

6, a boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow "Jiang Xue"

7. The grass withers and the eagle is anxious, and the snow is light. (Wang Wei: Hunting)

8. We chased them, and the burden of horses was light, and our bows and swords were burdened with snow. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")

4. Write a poem about snow: Mei's snow is white, but it has lost its fragrance. (Lu Meipo)

Snow is like plum blossom, plum blossom is like snow, and it is colorful with or without white.

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone; Knowing far away that it is not snow, because there is fragrance (Wang Anshi Du)

These three poems skillfully use snow and plum blossoms to describe each other in terms of color, season and the hope that spring has come. We can also learn from the author's methods and write many related things in nature through our own reasonable imagination and reflection of the village.

It was shocking to see the dark clouds on the ridge and the snow on the rocks. ; Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds. (Yuan Zhen)

When six flying flowers enter the house, sit down and watch the green bamboo turn into lovely branches (part one)

Then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint (Cen Can)

Where is the hometown of Qinling Mountains and where is the snow? (Han Yu) Dao

These two poems are written by the author to express sincere feelings between people with snow. This is a typical way to borrow scenery to express emotion. This technique is to make readers feel emotional by rendering natural scenery.

Like a strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees (Cen Can)

The snow is gone outside, Qian Shan is green, and the riverside is sunny in February (Ouyang Xiu)

The snowflakes on the swallows were as big as seats, and they blew off the Xuanyuan terrace one after another.

The ground is white, the wind is cold and the snow is heavy (Li Bai)

5. A beautiful poem about snow: 1 Shake the Zhuhu Building, and the snow shines on the jade window to make a palace (Dream of Red Mansions) 2. We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords.

(Lu Lun: Song of Xia Sai) 3. I know from a distance that it's not snow, because it smells good. (Wang Anshi: plum blossom) 4. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.

(Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing: Lord of the Lotus Mountain in the Snow) 6. Qinghai has a long haul of dark snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan.

(Wang Changling: Seven Songs of Joining the Army) 7. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. (Li Bai: "Difficult to Go") 8. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, it's daytime, and the north wind is blowing snow.

(Gao Shi: "Don't move big") 9. Outside the window is the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door. (Du Fu: quatrains) 10. The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.

("Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Wu Gui") Sent the strategist back to Cen Can to fold the white grass in the north wind, and spent eight days in In the snow. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.

Scattered into the bead curtain, it is wet Moreau, a fur coat feels very cold, and a cotton pad is as thin as a cicada. 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. Look at the snow peaks of Zhongnanshan, and see how Zhongnanshan flies. Zuyong, the white top of the mountain is above the 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. Liu He was drifting in the snow and wandering in the air.

You look like a flower, but it's in the east of Los Angeles. Jiang Xue > Liu Zongyuan, there are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths; A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

The ancients wrote a poem about scenery: "See Luofu in the snow, Yufeng rises, Fushan belongs to the village, and people live in plum blossoms." Bodhisattva Man (Li Qingzhao) broke the sound and returned to the flood, and the snow in the back window fell straight.

The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp. The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow.

Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold. The snow outside Shen Pei's curtain began to float, and the emerald fragrance was still burning.

Sitting alone at night, people are very tired and far away, and dreams are more lonely. Du Fu in Tang Dynasty: Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets rise to the sky.

My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "Goodbye" to the eastbound ships. Xue Mei (two songs) Lu Meipo and Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring. The poet's 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. There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without plum customs.

The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs. Li Jie heard Dong playing the flute and saw that it was composed by Mrs. Cai, who had already sung eighteen verses one by one. "。

Hearing this, the conference semifinals were filled with tears, and the grass was wet. Han made pork liver sausage for Guike. The border town is full of smoke, the grassland is overcast and the snow is falling.

Brush the strings first, and then brush the horns and feathers. Autumn leaves in the suburbs are shocked [sad] [sad] Dong Fuzi knows that the gods and demons come from the depths of pine trees and eavesdrop. Very handy to slowly knead the fast dial, and the reciprocating gyration seems to contain emotions.

The voice of the mountain birds scattered and gathered, and the song was as dark and clear as Wan Yun. A fledgling wild goose falls behind, weeping for its flock, a Tatar child weeping for his loving mother, then the river waves calm down and the birds sing silently.

It seems that Princess Wusun is far away from home, like Princess Xu Wencheng's feud. The pipa is melodious and free, like a strong wind blowing wildly, and the rain falls on the tiles.

Like the rustle of spring, the rustle of trees, and the singing of wild deer. Chang 'an City is adjacent to the Intermediate People's Court, and the palace gate is in the center of the palace.

Fang Guan is not fettered by fame and fortune, and longs for Alice's play day and night. "Song of Running Horse River Farewell to General Feng in the Western Expedition" Author: I didn't see you. I traveled in the snow, sand, and came from the desert.

On the night of the ninth month, there was a cold wind blowing in the wheel tower and the valley, and the valley was full of broken boulders like pecking rice, which went down and forward with the wind. Despite the dust, the Tatar horse fat, the west of the Jinshan Mountain, and the gathering of smoke and dust, Oh, general of China's army, start your campaign! .

Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers March with rumbling weapons! And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife. The sweat of snow evaporates on horseback, freezing the pattern of five-flowered coins, your challenge from the camp, and the ink bottle from the ice.

It has cooled the heart of the barbarian leader, and you will no longer need a real battle! And military adviser Simon attended the ceremony. Du Fu's "Pavilion Night" When the day in winter becomes shorter on the elemental scale, it is the cold night of the end of the world.

Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains. Wild cries and smells of war, I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn.

Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world ... I look forward to the snow-white town of Du Fu Xiyue and the long bridge of South Lake.

After years of war in China, several brothers have been unable to hear from each other; It's a long way from each other, and I'm the only one, right? Instead, they will hand over the bodies of Gemini in the light of late autumn; So far, not a drop of merit has repaid the wise Huang Sheng.

I travel by horse alone, and my horizons are often wide. The world economy is in recession, which is unimaginable. Yuan Zhen was shocked to see the mountains covered with dark clouds and the rocks drifting like dust. Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds.

When Gao Pian came home with six flying flowers, he sat there and watched bamboo turn into branches. Outside, the snow in Ouyang Xiu is gone, Qian Shan is green, and the flowers in February by the river are fine. The snow in Mei Xu Xun was originally white, but it lost its fragrance. See a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth, snowflakes falling from the sky, like a white tent being pulled up all around, and the earth immediately turned into a white coat.54338.000000000605 I can't help but think of a poem, "Like spring breeze, night comes and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". How beautiful! 2. Snowflakes are as white as jade. Is it General Xiaotian sent by the Heavenly Palace or the jade leaf falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? Snowflakes are like beautiful jade butterflies, dancing with ecstasy; Like a dandelion blown off; Like flying; Like a little white flower given by an angel; Scattered and gathered, fluttering leisurely, gently Ying Ying, is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the earth! I saw the snow in front of me as naughty as a butterfly, falling under the eaves for a while, falling on the branches for a while, and floating on the faces of pedestrians from time to time.

It is snowing heavily, and the snowflake is dancing in various postures in the air, flying and hovering, or falling straight and quickly and laying on the ground. 4. Snow makes people feel that there is only one word-cold.

The earth is silvery white and clean, but snowflakes still fall from the sky like catkins, cotton and goose feathers. When it begins to snow, the snowflakes are usually not big or dense. For example, catkins float gently with the wind. The wind is blowing harder and harder, the snow is getting denser and denser, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger, like a white net. You can't see anything if you are far away.

6, snow, covering the roof, roads, crushing branches, hiding the appearance of various objects, blocking roads and traffic, snowflakes flying, making heaven and earth dissolve into a white body. 7. The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

Xiaoyun became a thick white cloud, slowly rising, expanding and gradually covering the sky. It is snowing lightly.

Suddenly, a large piece of snow fell. The wind roared and the snowstorm came.

In an instant, the dark sky fought with Xue Hai.

6. The poem about snow is sad, but it is too late in spring, so it is a flying flower on the garden tree.

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

I don't know if it will rain today, but people suspect that Hualin bloomed last night.

At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind.

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

Ming Sheng plays autumn wind and buys wine to fly winter snow.

It's sad at the end of the year, and it snows. There is no hope in the ear, but nothing in the eye.

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?

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.

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.

There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.

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.

I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.

The earth is white, the wind is cold, and many snowflakes fall like big hands.

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

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.

I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.

7. Poetry about Snow Scenery 1, not boring, urging snow-Wu Wenying in Qing Dynasty

Flying in the neon festival, driving in love, flat clouds and weak water. Qian Haohe passed the book, Wei Yi cried. Don't wait until the dawn of the pink river while jathyapple and Yao Sheng fly around. The donkey is singing, the tea stove is cold, and the wine pavilion door is closed.

2. The Fisherman and the Waves-Li Yu in Song Dynasty

The waves mean a thousand miles of snow, and the peach blossoms are silent.

How many people are happy with a pot of wine and a stick?

3. The Moon in the Tang Dynasty-Qu Xuexue's Anfu

Fairy jade Qiong Yao, floret, goose feather fragments.

After visiting Dai, I'm too lazy to go, and fishing alone is boring.

4. Mu Xue-Ma Zhiyuan, Jiangtian, Shouyang District, Tang Dynasty

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.

5. Ruan Langgui, Shaoxing, daxuexing, middle section of Poyang Road-Xiangziyin in Qing Dynasty

The snow grows in Jiangnan and Jiangbei. Knowing from a distance is easy to get cold. Look at the three levels of Yun Shenchu. Heartbroken mountains and rivers.

The sky is old, but the sea can turn over. This hatred is hard to get rid of. I often hear envoys asking for peace. When will Luan come back?

6. Xian Yin, Hang Xue Xiang Ting Mei-Qing Che

The snow is cold, the mountain clouds are frozen, and the spring red pepper is shallow. The stage is deserted, the makeup pool is deserted, and the bleak market is lightly changed. Sighing flowers and people wither, even at the age of one. * * * gloomy.

* * * Dongfeng, blowing dreams several times, should be accustomed to know that year, Cuiping Hsi Chin. A piece of ancient and modern sorrow, but waste green, flat smoke far away. I was speechless, and I burst into tears for the sunset and the decaying grass. I lost my flute in the west and sent a few complaints about spring.

7. Qing Dynasty Jiangnan Yan Sai Xue-Hua Qingshu

Swallow snow, the patch is as big as a fist. The thistle restaurant preached loudly, and the imperial city rode in parallel. The detention hall is lonely.

Swallowing the moon, missing is round. Wanli's heart is more bitter, and she looks at Chanjuan in tears in October. When is the year of reunification?

8. Snow Poetry-Zhang Zi in the Southern and Northern Dynasties

It is difficult to find birds in Chang 'an on snowy days. Among them, Hao Gui's home is surrounded by mashed peppers.

Ruo red stoves are everywhere, and Miro comes back every week. Warm your hands and adjust the gold thread, dip your nails and pour nectar.

Drunk singing jade dust flies, sleepy fragrance smells good. I'm afraid that people who are hungry and cold will have chapped hands and feet.

9. Snow pheasant drinking in the Southern and Northern Dynasties

It is said that the snow omen is a good year. What kind of good year will it be?

There is a poor man in Chang 'an, and I said there is no good snow.

10, Zhao Jun's resentment, spring comes to the south building-Qing Si Wan Yong

In spring, it snows in the south building. Lantern Festival. Xiaoyu, caught a cold. Lean on dry ground.

Don't lean against the railing. Look at some heavy cigarettes. Where is Beijing? Clouds at dusk covered it.