A poem describing the biting cold

1, Night Snow by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

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.

Translation:

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.

2. The Snow Fishing Pavilion by Jiang Kui in Song Dynasty.

It's a long dry wind in Leng Xue, and no one puts the fishing rod in melancholy.

From time to time, official ships cross the bridge, and Bai Ou flies to Qiantan.

Translation:

On a snowy cold night, I was lonely and looked around. There is not even a fisherman, which makes people feel melancholy. Occasionally, official ships pass the bridge, but it is also quiet. Even the egrets, who usually compete for Ji Xiang, quietly fly down at this time.

3. Modern history Jing 'an's "Cold River Snow Fishing"

Banqiao east fishing, cold snow.

Cold water doesn't flow, but fish chew plum blossoms.

Translation:

The fisherman was fishing in the east of Banqiao, and the thick snow accumulated on the hemp fiber, which made him feel extremely cold.

The water on the river froze and stopped flowing. The fish under the water is hidden in the reflection of plum blossoms, as if chewing plum blossoms for fun.

The autumn wind broke the hut.

Du Fu [Tang Dynasty]

In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.

The children in Nancun bully me. I can stand being a thief. I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were so dry that I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I sighed on crutches.

In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep!

There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which makes all the poor people in the world very happy! The wind and rain are calm as a mountain. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! (Death is enough: Death is enough)

Translation:

In August, the deep wind roared, and the strong wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew over Huanhuaxi and scattered across the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch flaps its wings and sinks into ponds and depressions.

A group of children in Nancun bullied me, because I was old and had no strength, so I had the heart to be a "thief" to rob things face to face and ran into the bamboo forest with a thatch in my arms. I kept talking, and when I got home, I sighed alone on crutches.

Soon after the wind stopped, the clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and the autumn sky became dark and misty. The cloth quilt has been covered for many years, cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child's sleeping posture is not good and the quilt is broken. In case of rain, there is no dry place in the whole house, and the rain keeps leaking down like drooping hemp thread. I haven't slept much since the Anshi Rebellion. The house is wet and dry. How can we get through the night?

How to get thousands of spacious houses, generally shelter the world's poor, make them smile, encounter wind and rain, the house is also as stable as Mount Tai. Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut was blown down by the autumn wind and froze to death, I would be willing!

5. A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Cen Can [Tang Dynasty]

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 general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear. (Difficult to do: still writing)

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.

Translation:

The north wind swept across the earth, breaking the white grass, and it snowed heavily in the sky in August in Saibei.

The spring breeze seems to blow up overnight, and the trees are in full bloom like pear blossoms.

Snowflakes flew into the bead curtain and wet the curtain. Fox fur was too thin to keep warm and covered with brocade quilt.

The general's hands are too cold to open the bow, and his armor is too cold to put on.

The endless desert is covered with thick ice, and the sky in Wan Li is filled with gloomy clouds.

The coach put the wine in the account as a farewell party to return the guests, and the Huqin Pipa Qiangdi played an ensemble.

At night, the snow in front of Yuanmen kept falling, the red flag froze and the wind could not move.

Take you back to Beijing outside the east gate of Luntai. Tianshan road was covered with heavy snow when I went there.

You have disappeared from the winding mountain road, leaving only a line of horseshoe prints in the snow.