A poem about melting snow

1. The more beautiful the poem about the melting of ice and snow, the better. Thank you, my hand goes through your black hair: Tayu Lo, my hand goes through your black hair, and my eyes go through your mood, so affectionate, if they drift away, they will become clouds. I don't know why the sea will become a mulberry field. Your helpless hand will light up your eyes in my gloomy eyes. If the cold world we live in is still hard to change, at least I will. I don't need their promises, I don't believe their lies, and I don't care about the rumors people want. I know we don't know sweet words, my hands can't keep your figure, my eyes can't keep your back, my eyes are so affectionate, and if they drift away, they will turn into clouds. I don't know why the sea becomes a mulberry field. My hand will pass through your black hair, and my hand will pass through your black hair.

Ice and snow are symbols of beauty and purity. The best time is when it condenses, it melts. What else is there to see? After reading all the poems, I only know that Tayu Lo is the most beautiful one, but it is a pity that it is beautiful. Mr. Chen's songs are also from Song Mei; On June 1, the laity saw only plum blossoms; Han Yu's songs are the most beautiful, but when the snow melts, this beauty disappears. ...

2. Find a beautiful sentence describing the melting of ice and snow. 1. Winter in my eyes is beautiful and snow-white. White sky, white land and white snow flowers are raining. Who wouldn't like such a world wrapped in white? The house is covered with a white suit, the branches are dressed like beautiful white corals, and the ground is covered with a long white carpet, which makes the world pure. In winter, snowflakes, like crystal-clear elves, fall naughtily on the roof, on the branches and on the ground. Some are like naughty elves, drilling straight into your hair and collar.

2. Stand in the silver world of snowflakes. Look up and feel the temperature of the snow leaves kissing. Close your eyes and listen to the sound of snowflakes opening. The whole world is only quiet and white. Only the whispers of snowflakes colliding. Occasionally, when I am free, I will go to the wild to see the vastness of Yuan Ye, and my thoughts will wander to another simple and romantic fairy tale, the White House. No smoke, no noise, no pain, even if it is desolate, it is peaceful and safe. You don't want to go home either, just want to enjoy the rare scenery in the snow.

3. Poem about Snow Melting "Painting House Empty/Resentment" Time: Song Author: He Zhu Wumen Spring Water Melting Snow.

Hair-trigger small path communication. Willow trees are everywhere, intended to annoy the spring breeze.

Chord duct noise, then leading edge plexus. In the middle of the moon.

Can't bear to look back, double bridge east, empty painting floor. Qi Tianle Huangcao Dusk Time: Song Author: Yun Dan Huangcao Qiu Ting Dusk, homesick and cold.

On moving flowers on the threshold and measuring wine on the boat, it was lonely in those days. The lonely canopy closes at night.

Listening to the sound of pines on the wall, you want to be tall and thin. Close at hand, the dew is loud and messy.

Blue Bridge people have been broken for a long time, and the old residence has been rewarded with nine flowers. Bright snow melts, warms the body, and the golden lotus sticks to the ground.

Acacia breaks sleep. A little heart, thousands of miles away.

Worry and fear are rising and falling, and the wind is blowing again. "Three Butterflies" Time: Tang Author: Li Shangyin came to the small garden for the first time, and he was a little familiar with Wei Zoo.

I'm afraid the incense will burst, and I'm afraid the snow will melt. I only know how to prevent dew, but I can't feel the wind.

Looking back at the flying swallow, I took the opportunity to enter the sky. Long eyebrows draw embroidered curtains, and Jasper goes to collect the white jade platform.

I don't know who Xiang Jing came back for, asking Cuichai to go to the Phoenix. Princess Shouyang put on makeup when she got married, and the eyebrows in the eight-character palace were yellow.

Seeing that I was ashamed and took photos frequently, I realized that I had Ye Lang. "Zhunxian School Exam East Wind Thaws" Year: Song Author: At the beginning of the Qin New Year, bucket handle returned to the east in spring.

The water in the sky is not sighing, and the wind in the day is frozen. Apple's rise, invasion and melting of ice and snow.

Jiang cream is quiet and the pond is empty. The fish and algae are graceful and the clouds are pitching.

Without a boat, all rivers flow from now on.

Spring melts the snow in winter. Poetry shows that the grass withered and the eagle suffered from eye diseases, and the snow was as light as a horseshoe. -Wang Wei's Hunting Observation.

Beautiful scenery in winter and birds and flowers in spring.

Residual snow dripped with ice bamboo shoots and sneaked back to willow tips in spring.

Ice bamboo shoots: ice ridges. It means that winter has quietly passed from the melting of ice ridges; From the top of the willow branches, I can see that spring has quietly returned.

Zhang Song Ryder's Spring

Qianshan is green outside the snow, and the riverside is sunny in February.

Song Ouyang Xiu's Song of Spring Thanking the West Lake.

In the Spring Festival Evening, flowers and trees are lush, and the cultivation is the spirit of collection.

Delay: slow. Huimu: vegetation. Lush: lush grass. Cang Geng: warbler. Hehe: Birds sing in unison. Pool: Artemisia annua. Qi Qi: A lot.

The Book of Songs Xiaoya Chu Ci

Most of the others are about spring, so I found these, and I think the first three are quite suitable.