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Talking about snow
Second, Xue Jian is married, and Solanum nigrum is in love, so you should take care of your teeth.
Third, it snows. It really snows. Hehe, the weather is cold, the snow is beautiful, and it hurts.
Four, through the maple leaf forest, the falling maple leaves are flying like snow, and I always end up alone.
Five, [fair-weather friends, who once sent charcoal in the snow! ]
6. A pure snow buried me in your world and fell into your fickle lies. My love ran aground.
Seven, Xiaoxue, a woman, I love her,
Eight, always accompany don't step on the snow in winter.
9. Whose heart was the snow that winter?
Ten, the snow is so heavy, is the sky white?
Eleven, the still water is deep, and the song is beautiful. It is only because of your review that I often think of getting along with each other. As soon as I turned around, a wisp of incense was far away, the snow was shallow and the spring was strong. Smile.
12. The wind blows from the north to the boundary of Xiangxue Sea. I lie on your back, desolate forever.
Thirteen, miss the snow dance!
Fourteen years old, now five dads and tasteless baby are recording programs in Hailin Xiang Xue, Mudanjiang! Mudanjiang's partners act!
15, 1 1 The snow at the end of the month was a pale defeat.
Every time I see the snow, I will think of your memories in the snow.
Whether it snowed on the broken bridge reminds me of your face. If I didn't see you again, Bai Causeway Liu Lian cried several times.
Eighteen, a house full of red wins snow, and there is nothing in my heart.
Do you know why snow is white? Because it forgot its original color.
Twenty, fair-weather friends, who has been a timely help?
I want to celebrate Christmas, New Year's Day and New Year's Eve with the people I love, welcome the first snow this winter, and let Kongming's lantern walk onto the square on the 15th.
22. A snow buried all our memories.
Twenty-three, snow, warm the whole winter.
I prefer giving timely help to icing on the cake.
25. Whether it snows on the broken bridge, I look at the lake.
Twenty-six, there is no snow that does not melt, and there is no love that will never change ~ people's hearts will change.
27. Our life can't be like a southern province forever, and our winter may come at any time. But as long as we remember, no matter how cold it is in winter, we can see white butterfly-like snowflakes flying at will. Please firmly believe that winter is coming and snowflakes are in full bloom!
Twenty-eight, the snow is so deep and serious!
Twenty-nine, you are a white rootless lotus, I am a red flower on the other side, you are as white as snow, and I am as red as blood.
Thirty, a snow can't stop the indifference of winter.
Thirty-one years old, flying snow with the spring breeze, wandering in the air. You look like a flower, but it's in the east of Los Angeles.
Thirty-two, the green water is worry-free, because the wind wrinkles the face.
Thirty-three, when I was a child, I always thought Cao Xueqin was a woman!
Thirty-four, dirty mind, covered with snow.
Thirty-five, it cleared up and the snow stopped. Do you think you can do it?
I want to watch the first snow in winter with you.
Thirty-seven, I am a thousand piles of snow, and you are a long street, afraid that the sunrise will collapse each other.
Talking about the space of snow
First, the snow suddenly came and you left quietly.
Second, I dare not drink Sprite. I'm afraid it's cool
Third, like a wisp of wind, a scene of snow, ups and downs at will, do not know the direction, do not know where the end point is.
Four, [fair-weather friends, who once sent charcoal in the snow! ]
Five, thermal underwear hidden in the closet ~ ~ Now it is the name of the cold wind! Except! You! Seal! Print! !
6. Buy a bottle of Sprite when you are lovelorn, because it's cold.
Seven, after several foggy days, Frost explored the road first. Can't stand the lonely cold current, unstoppable, and broke into the world. Snowflakes float in various shapes. Like fairies, they all put on beautiful wedding dresses. All the pedestrians are wearing flowers and colorful clothes. In the sky, flowers are flying; On the ground, flowers are dancing; Tall buildings, flowers are used for decoration; Everything is carved with flowers. This is the world of flowers, the ocean of flowers.
Eight, some people, turned into photos, piled up in the corner, and the dust was as cold as snow. ...
Can I fall in love with you after snow?
Ten, the wind hurts the body, autumn falls, lonely snow starts, or me.
I want to meet the first snow this winter with my favorite people, spend Christmas together, spend New Year's Day together, spend New Year's Eve together, and put on the Kongming Lantern on the 15th.
Twelve, we always think about the vest in summer and ice cream in winter, miss the snow in summer, and always throw away what we get when we can't get it.
Thirteen, pure snow, washed the dirty world, only met the quiet earth.
14. Xue Jian is married and Solanum nigrum is in love. You should have a good time.
Fifteen, [fair-weather friends, who once gave timely help]
Sixteen, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the dry branches are dotted with snowflakes, which is no longer monotonous; The parked vehicles on the roadside turned into pure white windows and white roofs, like cartoon dreams; The red lanterns hung high at the entrance of the community are getting redder and redder at the top because of the snow; The school playground and table tennis table are covered with snow, a picture wrapped in white.
I want to spend Christmas, New Year's Day and New Year's Eve with the people I love, to welcome the first snow this winter, and let Kongming's lantern walk onto the square on the 15th.
Eighteen, ぃ As the saying goes: The road is uneven and someone shovels it, and the matter is uneven and someone manages it; But as the saying goes: sweep the snow in front of your own house, don't worry about other people's frost! -Beautiful.
Remember that I love you. -Snow
When I woke up in the morning and opened the window, I saw it was snowing heavily outside. I was so happy that I quickly got dressed and rushed to the yard to jump in the snow! You see, there is a thick layer of snow on those pine trees in the yard, but the pine trees are not afraid of cold at all, and they are still green and erect, and wintersweet is not afraid of cold, and flowers are blooming in the snow.
Twenty-one, the song of winter snow is so beautiful. Every winter, it repeatedly sings pure songs, light voices and strict laws. I think this snow song should be not only the unique music in winter, but also the song of everyone's life.
22. Cold is eroding everyone's skin. There is no trace of snow in the city for a long time, just like a person's tears, which condense in his heart and become a wound, we will still be sad.
Twenty-three, that year, when we watched the snow together, you said love to me.
There is a poem about snow: Jiang Xue.
Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan, a poet in Tang Dynasty.
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.
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Most of Liu Zongyuan's landscapes describe a kind of cold realm, in order to express his anguish and indignation when he was persecuted and relegated. This poem depicts a fisherman fishing alone in a cold river, expressing the indomitable character of the poet Yongzhen despite his loneliness after the failure of innovation.
The first two sentences "There are no birds in a hundred mountains and no footprints in a thousand paths" describe the snow scene, while "Qian Shan" and "Wanjing" are all exaggerations. There must be birds in the mountains and people on the road; But "birds fly away" and "people disappear" The poet used the scene of birds traveling far away to render a desolate and lonely realm. Although the word "snow" is not used directly, readers seem to see the overwhelming snow and feel the biting cold. This is a reflection of the bad political environment at that time.
Three or four sentences "a boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow" depict the image of a fisherman fishing alone in the cold river. In a place where there is heavy snow and almost no life, there is a lonely boat carrying a fisherman in hemp fiber and fishing alone on the snowy river. This fisherman's image is obviously a portrayal of the poet himself, which expresses the poet's lofty spirit of perseverance and integrity despite his loneliness after the failure of political reform.
This poem was written during my life in Yongzhou. This is a rhyming five-character quatrain. At first glance, it looks like a landscape painting: there are no pedestrians and birds in the cold snowy river, only an old man is alone, fishing silently. However, if we carefully taste, this clean, quiet and cold picture symbolizes the independent, clean and lonely life realm of the world. First of all, it creates a rigorous and cold artistic realm. Literally, the phrase "a boat, a bamboo cloak" seems to be the focus of the author's description, occupying the main position of the picture. The fisherman sat alone in the boat, wearing a bamboo hat and fishing for a long time. The words "loneliness" and "independence" have shown that he is far away from the world, and even revealed his lofty and refined personality characteristics. The theme of the author's performance has been revealed here, but the author's interest is not enough, which carefully creates a vast expanse and silent artistic background for fishermen: the distant mountains stand tall and the trails are vertical and horizontal, but there are no birds in the mountains and the trails are nowhere to be found. Why is nature, which used to be boiling and noisy and full of vitality everywhere, so dead? A heavy snow swept through Qian Shan and covered the path. Birds can't fly, people can't. The cold brought by ice and snow has created a white and desolate world. This background strongly sets off the lonely and thin figure of the fisherman. How cold and lonely his mood should be at this moment! Here, the author describes the climate and scenery of fishermen when they fish by means of comparison and rendering. With a light pen, a light touch and a few words, it gives people a clean and cold lyrical atmosphere. His brushwork reaches the heavens and the earth, from the summit to the rivers, covering Wan Li. Shen Deqian commented that "clarity and preciseness have completely disappeared". Grain Rain said that "the snow scene is as good as it is now". What they mean is roughly the creation of the realm of this poem. Secondly, it vividly reflects the author's psychological state of being unwilling to yield and feeling lonely after being relegated to Yongzhou. Zheng Gu, who was later than Liu Zongyuan, once wrote Occasionally in the Snow: "The tea in the monk's house is wet and the wine in the karaoke room is weak. When the river came to Kanhua in the evening, the fisherman came back with a clean coat. " Even though he wrote a poem about a fisherman in the snow, his writing is very ordinary, but it lacks realm. The author did not integrate his subjective consciousness and distinctive personality, so Su Shi criticized him for "learning Chinese in the village" and praised Liu Zongyuan's last two sentences, saying, "Is there a gap in human nature?" Almost from heaven, out of reach! Su Shi's so-called "humanity" refers to the poet's emotional casting. The opposite of "separation of human nature" is "separation of human nature", so that "separation of human nature", that is, it has reached the realm of blending scenes. We know that Liu Zongyuan was repeatedly denounced after the failure of "Yongzhen Innovation", but he always maintained a tenacious mental state. His Eight Chapters of Yongzhou is based on the scenery of the hinterland and a theme, which has profound sustenance. Every grass and tree shows his extremely lonely feelings. His lofty and refined personality is also displayed incisively and vividly. The fisherman in this poem is in a lonely and cold world, but he goes his own way and walks quietly in a lonely and deserted place. Isn't it admirable for its weather vane, its heroism and its unshakable mentality? Zhang, a contemporary poet of Liu Zongyuan, wrote "Fishing Songs", saying: "Egrets fly in front of Cisai Mountain, and peach blossoms are flowing and mandarin fish are fat. Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle don't have to go back. " When Zhang chose spring flowers, the picture was beautiful and quiet, revealing the ease and freedom of "smokers". Unlike Zhang, Liu Zongyuan is a politician who insists on justice and stands on the soil full of contradictions and struggles. When he was sent into the cold and cool winter, people's mood was not just addicted to mountains and rivers. He also wrote a solemn and austere side, and his personality was particularly prominent. Finally, the structure of this poem is exquisite. The title of this poem is Jiang Xue. But the author didn't get to the point when he wrote it. He first wrote about the quietness and sadness of Qian Shan Wanjing. Birds don't fly, pedestrians don't see. Then, with a change of pen, the image of a person fishing in a lonely boat was introduced. It is a positive question that the word "cold river snow" was not written until the end. Read the whole article again at the end. A feeling of being suddenly enlightened arises spontaneously. Vast sky, vast land, its distant scenery is very charming. The artistic conception of this poem is very particular, and the poet uses contrast and contrast: the vastness of Qianshan sets off the loneliness and smallness; The silence of bird extinction contrasts with the old man's interest in fishing; The silence of the picture sets off the surging emotions of the characters. The lonely and independent old man is actually a portrayal of the poet's mood. The scenery written in the poem is: peaks, no birds, no paths, and no human footprints. The whole land was covered with snow, and an old fisherman in hemp fiber and hat was fishing alone on the Han River. Look, what a vivid picture it is to fish alone in the cold river! What does this picture mean? As we all know, there will never be "pure" landscape poems or landscape paintings in works of art, in which there is always more or less relaxation and less expression of the author's feelings and realistic content. In fact, although landscape poems are full of flowers and birds, it is inevitable that every word is like a scene, and the sound and taste are all feelings. This poem is no exception. As long as you know Liu Zongyuan's life experience, you can see this.
Sentences about snow
Let the snow take away my thoughts, let the rain take away my tears, and there will be no heartbreak from now on. I feel very lonely. I don't want to think about what I broke up for. I want to find myself a reason not to be sad. I want to stay at this moment forever and enjoy the happiness of loneliness.
Standing quietly under a tree with fallen leaves, I don't know when snowflakes have floated down from the gray sky ... Looking at the dancing white elves ... It feels so good.
Such a beautiful snow scene and such a charming moonlight are really unforgettable. But maybe I'm too sentimental. Alas, can Xue become a dream butterfly and fly? When will the night come back?
At first glance, all the dead leaves are falling in succession. The distant sunset put on a wedding dress and dyed the whole forest enchanting red. Canxue covered the fallen leaves and decorated the mottled earth.
Looking at the falling snowflakes, I shed tears. I don't know whether I am moved or confused, because my heart can't be calm for a long time and I can't extricate myself from my thoughts.
I hope it will snow all the time this winter. I can only accompany this short snowflake to make my waiting less boring. Do you know if it will stop snowing? Alas! This winter, the figure in the snow is still just a …
Sentences describing snowflakes: Snow is scattered, wrapped in white, spoiled by snow, and covered by snow, which can be described as auspicious year of Ruixue!
Until the day you leave, there is not a crystal snowflake falling in the sky! We are not crazy to carry out the agreement! Leave only the regrets hidden in my heart!
Winter snow falls, covering the deep courtyard of the court, flawless beauty, swaying eye shadow. The dry river bank is dusty, immature and gaunt, leaving snowflakes covered with clothes. The north wind roared, and my thin body trembled a little. Looking at the lonely stone bridge, my eyes are looking forward to it, and I don't know who I am waiting for.
Winter songs, cold wind bleak, standing in the snow looking forward to your step by step, waiting for a good smile. Listen, the snow falls on the branches of plum trees, and the proud plum trees smile in the snow. Do you feel a little relieved? Sad sentences of snow
There is no snow this winter. Although it is not true, with our deep thoughts, affectionate watch and beautiful imagination, there must be something precious that is true. The simplest thing is that with them, life will be more colorful and moving.
Countless hesitations, how many rare fates have you missed? Countless blurred, how many laughter solidified? Countless emptiness dilutes the fantasy in our hearts? Countless silences have bound our endless thoughts? Countless hesitations have dried up the beauty of paint in our hearts? Think about when we were strangers in this world. Now we have our own relationship. .......
Snow's sad words: snow is really cold, so cold, I have never felt so lonely at the moment. It seems that I am standing in a corner abandoned by the world, as if I were a ronin abandoned by the world.
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