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A poem describing the cold in the morning

1. Poem about the cold winter morning

Poems about cold winter mornings. Poems about cold winter mornings

In the morning in Li Deyu, the snow covers the bamboo in Hanxi, and the wind rolls Noda Peng. Looking around without a trace, who pity the lonely old man.

In the winter morning, Liu Yuxi sent a message that the trees in Lotte Pavilion were moving, the birds were moving and the county government was still ringing. The lights are red and the wine is white. Too little hair, too much comb, and a bad face. Whoever sings alone should be sent to Luoyang city.

Bai Juyi and his dream of winter morning spread at five o'clock in the morning, and the cock crowed for the third time. The account is calm, and the window is bright and clean. The book says that warm wine is reborn when the lights don't go out. Listen to the acropolis first.

In the morning, Li Deyu recalled the snow in the mountains and the snow in the rocks. If the bamboo shoots are low, there should be more loose covers. The mountain slides with the ice and the forest flies over it. Don't bother to smell the crane before playing the bitter cold song.

2. Poems describing the snow scene in winter morning

Poems describing the snow scene in winter morning are as follows:

1, Chun Xue is full of air and moving like a flower. Snow White seems reluctant to part with this late spring, but proudly sprinkled a fly on the tree in front of the court. Tang Dongfang's Autumn

Appreciation: Chun Xue is flying all over the sky and the world is white. Even the branches of plum trees in the garden are dotted with snowflakes. Looking from a distance, it seems that Bai Mei is in full bloom, which really makes people can't tell which is the real plum and which is the snow. The poem takes advantage of the similarity in appearance between Chun Xue and Bai Mei, deliberately creating the illusion of judgment, aiming at boasting that snowflakes have the same charm as Bai Mei and expressing high praise for Chun Xue.

2. The windows are bright and it snows every day. December 15th Night by Qingyuan Mei

Appreciation: The poet was going to sleep in the middle of the night after blowing the light, and only when the light went out did he find the room brighter. It turns out that the moon outside the window shines on the snow, and the moonlight reflected on the window makes the room as bright as day. As a representative of the "spiritual school", the poet advocates the release of personality. This poem is carefully observed, from sound to scenery, which makes people feel as if they are listening to their ears and seeing them in their eyes. The brightness of the snowy night made the poet temporarily forget to sleep and calm down to enjoy it.

3. Flying snow with the spring breeze and returning to the air. Chun Xue by Don Liu

Appreciation: Here, the poet described the early spring scene of flying snow welcoming the spring with a pen. Although snowflakes are hovering in the sky, the east wind has brought the breath of spring. The cold spring breeze with snowflakes is the messenger of beautiful spring. The poet sang this exciting poem with passion for spring scenery.

4. I love the clear snow in Dongshan, and the soft red light rushes to Yinshan. In the sunny afternoon after Song Yang Wanli's snow, all four mountains are green, but Dongshan is all white.

Appreciation: The author stands on the top of the mountain and looks into the distance. What fascinates him most is Dongshan Mountain, which is wrapped in silver and shining with white light in the reddish sunset. The light seems to be floating up and down, like snow-white spray. This poem describes the visual error of the snow-capped mountains in the shadow of the sunset. The original static scene turned into a moving scene, with bright colors, as if bringing people into a fairyland.

I don't know whether the court will hold a session today, but people suspect that Hualin held a session last night. How to deal with the snow in the garden by Tang Song Wenzhi.

Appreciation: I didn't know it was snowing this morning, but I thought it was the flowers in the garden last night. Poets use flowers to describe snow. Vividly and concretely depicts the purity and whiteness of the snow chicken, as crystal clear and lovely as plum blossoms.

3. Poems describing the cold winter

1, "Remembering Hu Jushi's Family on Snow in Winter Night"

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.

Translation:

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.

2. "Snow should be made in the garden"

Tang Dynasty: Song Wenzhi

The purple forbids the fairy to come, and the green flag leans on the spring platform.

I don't know whether the court will open today, but people suspect that Hualin opened the court last night.

Translation:

The morning sun broke through the clouds, just like the royal Luanjia floating from the horizon. Whoever wears a blue robe on a tall building looks out like a green flag fluttering in the wind at the edge of the spring platform.

I didn't know it snowed in the yard today, but I thought it was the flowers on the branches in the yard last night.

3. Public security homesickness

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Lv Mengying, a wild mine in Liubei City, Jiang Shen. The cold weather makes the days short and the wind and waves calm.

Sprinkle the deeds of the monarch and the minister, and strive for fame. Weizhou leans against Qianpu, whistling affectionately.

Translation:

This place is empty, it was originally Monroe's camp; The river is deep and fast, and Liu Bei built a strong city here.

The cold weather is getting shorter and shorter, and the wind is calm.

The officials and ministers of Liu Bei and Sun Quan are both charming and caring. Finally, they made outstanding achievements and became famous all over the world.

I tied the boat in front of the water and couldn't help screaming, thinking of the past.

4. "One year in a year"

Southern and Northern Dynasties: Xie Lingyun

You can't sleep because of worry, and it's hard to be depressed because of the bitterness of the night.

The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong and sad.

The feeling of death has been urging when it is transported to an object that is not submerged by water.

Translation:

I can't sleep at night, and my heart is suffering. The night is endless, and I can't bear to wait for dawn.

The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is fierce and biting.

Nothing eternal will die with the passage of time. A year is coming, and my life is being urged mercilessly.

5. It snows

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Most of the people crying on the battlefield are the ghosts of the newly killed soldiers, only the old people who are sad to write poems. At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind.

The gourd is discarded, the wine vessel has no wine, and the stove is red. The news of the front-line battle and the news of his wife and sisters are unknown. Sadness sits in the air with his hands in the air.

Translation:

Most of the people crying on the battlefield are the ghosts of soldiers who have just died, and only the old man sings poems sadly.

Clouds hang low in the dusk, and falling snowflakes are dancing and spinning in the wind.

The gourd was discarded, there was no wine in the wine container, and the residual fire in the stove seemed to shine red in front of my eyes.

There was no way to know the battle situation at the front and the news of his wife and siblings, so he sat sadly and drew words in the air with his hands.

4. Poetry about the cold in winter

All the spring is frozen and swallowed up, and I sing colder. -Liu Jia's "Bitter Cold"

This winter is the best, and tomorrow is another long year. -Dong Sigong's "Shou Sui"

Ming Sheng plays autumn wind and buys wine to fly winter snow. -Wang Wei's "Four Qi Poems"

The stream is deeply uncomfortable with snow, and the mountains are frozen and cloudless. -Sheng's "Snow Watch"

The cold weather makes the days short and the wind and waves calm. -Du Fu's "Nostalgia in Gongan County"

A vine path is green, and Wan Xuefeng is sunny. -Li Bai's Winter Returning to Laoshan

When winter came, all the flowers disappeared. -Chen Yi's "Mei"

At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind. -Du Fu's On Snow

Knowing the heavy snow at night, you can smell the sound of bamboo folding —— Bai Juyi's Snow at Night

It rains and snows, and it disappears when it is seen. -"The Book of Songs Xiaoya Horn Bow"

It is cloudy in autumn and cold in winter. -Tao Yuanming's Four Seasons

Just like this winter, we didn't stop the soldiers west of Hangukou from enlisting. -Du Fu's Military Vehicle Shop

Snowflakes are flying in front of the window, and I sit at the window and watch the green bamboo become as white as white. -Gao Pian's "On Snow"

I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow. -Zhang Wei called "early plum"

The days and personnel change rapidly every day, and then the winter solstice, after the winter solstice, after the weather gets warmer, spring comes back. -Du Fu's Xiao Zhi

My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to eastbound ships-Du Fu's quatrains

5. Poems describing cold winters

It's sad at the end of the year, and it snows. If there is no hope, cock your ears and keep your eyes clean.

Tao Jin Yuanming's "Gui Mao's Works in Mid-December and His Brother's Respect"

Snowflakes on the Yanshan Mountain, such as seats, blew down Xuanyuantai.

Popular in the North by Tang Li Bai

Liufeihua came into the room and sat watching the bamboo turn into Qiongzhi.

Tang Qing's heap science

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.

Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

Only then did I see the dark clouds on the ridge and the snow on the rocks, which was shocking. Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds.

Qin Xue by Tang Yuanzhen

The stream is deeply uncomfortable with snow, and the mountains are frozen and cloudless.

Sheng Xue Biao

Jiangshan is not a thousand miles away from jathyapple, and the world is selfless and jade Qian Qian

Geng's Snow

A vine path is green, and a million snow peaks are clear.

Winter Returning to Laoshan by Tang Li Bai

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6. Poetry about the cold in winter

Mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away from jathyapple, and the world is selfless: Yu Xueyuan and the snow in Huang Geng.

Liuhua flew into the house and sat and watched the bamboo turn into six branches: the snowflake was hexagonal, so it was called "six branches": the bamboo branches were like white jade because of snow cover. Tang Gao's Snow

When winter came, all the flowers disappeared. (Chen Yi: "Mei")

Clouds and dusk, dancing snow returns to the air: whirlwind Tang Du Fu's Snow

Meng Donghan, the north wind is sad. Meng Dong: The first month of winter was miserable: it was very cold. Han's Ancient Poem Meng Donghan.

The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong and sad. The north wind is strong and sad. It mourns the Southern Song Dynasty. Xie Lingyun's Year by Year

Ming Sheng plays autumn wind and buys wine to fly winter snow. (Wang Wei: "Four Qi Poems")

The south neighbor is even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed. (Lu You: The Storm on October 28th)

The end of the year is very sad, the sun is snowing, and there is no hope in my ears. In my eyes, it is already very clean and sad: very cold, very dark and promising: in my eyes, it is missing: I see white.

There are no birds on a hundred mountains, no footprints on a thousand roads, a boat, a bamboo cloak and an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.

Complete works of classical sentences

7. Sentences describing the weather in winter morning

The sentence 1 describes the winter morning. It is still dark in the early morning, and we are still at 3231335323635438+0343130323136353585e5aeb931336.

In the morning, the sky rubbed his sleepy eyes, but it was still gray. Slowly, the sun rises, and the clouds seem to have color and are full of red. This is called sunrise. 2. Every morning when I open the door and go out, the biting cold wind comes at me from time to time.

Occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall like dancing. There are all kinds of hexagonal snowflakes: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like pieces of paper ... they are really beautiful.

Fall to the ground, as if to spread a thick blanket on the ground; Falling on a tree, like wearing silver; It landed in the car like a fresh cream cake. This beautiful snow scene makes people immerse themselves in fresh air.

Everything is wrapped in silver and beautiful. However, what makes people feel the breath of winter at home is the ice flowers on the window, some of which are like forests and full of mystery; Some are like streams, as if flowing quietly; Some are like Santa Claus, as if giving gifts to people ... Miss Winter is really ingenious! At about seven o'clock, the snow fell from the sky and became bigger and bigger.

The mountains, forests and fields in the distance are like a layer of yarn, which can't be seen clearly; Nearby villages, campuses, trees and flagpoles can only be seen vaguely. But those naughty children braved the snow to chase and play with each other.

They are all covered with snow and become young "old people". Although the winter morning is confused, after all, she broke through the darkness of the cold night and brought dawn to everyone; Although the winter morning is very cold, she is full of vitality. As soon as the vernal equinox blows, she brings beauty to the world.

The morning glow in the east dyed half the sky red, but the shy sun didn't show up. Winter is coming, the weather is getting colder and colder, and there is a cold wind blowing head on. I can't help but shrink my neck, bury my head and go forward, only feeling cold.

6. However, the first thing that makes people feel the breath of winter at home is the ice flowers on the window, some of which are like forests and full of mystery; Some are like streams, as if flowing quietly; Some are like Santa Claus, as if to give gifts to people ... Miss Winter is really ingenious! 7. Today, the cold wind is howling, blowing on my face like a knife, and I can't help shivering. "It's so cold!" Trees on both sides of the beautiful Qingxi River are in full bloom in the wind, and pedestrians on the street are surrounded by colorful scarves, masks and hats.

Even those big brothers and sisters are no exception, their clothes are buttoned up, their hands are in their pockets, they bend over, and some simply walk backwards. The command of the traffic police, the voice of the aunt sweeping the floor, and the cry of selling breakfast, everyone is making their own contribution to the society! Under the command of the traffic police, cars, motorcycles, bicycles and pedestrians are moving in an orderly manner. I am walking on a clean road, and I am not happy! 8. On the flower bed, a dead leaf fell on it and turned into a bowl of sweet spring water after the rain.

Walking on Wu Tong Road, the ground is full of Wu Tong leaves, and the north wind is blowing. They scampered into the road like a group of naughty and lovely little people, and the north wind scampered around in my clothes. Several cypress trees beside the station are still standing without fear. They are so strong and straight.

There are several chrysanthemums beside the school gate, which seems to add some vitality to the deserted campus. Several children are playing by the pool, and the old people are sitting by the pool in twos and threes, talking about the past and the present.

The waves rippled, reflecting the surrounding lights. When I came to the bamboo forest in the north of the mountain, I saw them standing firmly on the grass. The north wind blew, and they shook their heads as if they were not afraid of this cold winter.

8. Poems describing the cold winter