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Snowflakes, white snowflakes, slowly falling from the distant sky, it is the white clouds that throw purity to the world, and it is the eternal concern of the clouds for all things!
Snowflakes, beautiful snowflakes, you use your simple and immaculate soul to quietly purify the filthy earthly world!
Although you are petite and lovely, your soul is incomparably noble and great!
Snowflakes, pure snowflakes, the world can be purified because of you, the world can be sublimated, and you praise your beautiful heart!
Snowflake, lovely snowflake, you are an angel sent by heaven, so innocent, so immaculate, the Almighty God sent you to the world, that is our appreciation!
Snowflakes, beautiful snowflakes, you sacrifice yourself, the willows in spring can be green and upright, and the flowers in summer can be as beautiful as the sun.
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Autumn" He Qifang.
The dew of the morning fell, and the sound of logging drifted out of the valley.
Put down the sickle that has eaten the aroma of rice, and use the back basket to hold the fat melons and fruits between the bamboo fences.
In autumn, it is perched in a farmhouse.
Cast a round net into the cold mist of the river, and collect the shadow of the blue bream-like black tree leaves.
The reeds were laden with hoarfrost, and the small oars that returned to the moored were gently rocked.
Autumn game on a fishing boat.
The grass and fields are even more open to the sound of crickets.
The water of the stream has dried up, and the stones have become clearer.
Where is the sound of the flute on the back of the ox, the flute hole full of the incense and heat of the summer night?
Autumn dreams in the eyes of the shepherdess.
Winter Nights Trak.
Snowflakes flutter gently outside the window.
The bell of the evening prayer rang for a long time.
The house is getting ready.
The table was filled with a sumptuous feast.
There are only a few people roaming.
Walk from the dark road to the gate.
The trees of grace shone golden.
Sucking the cold dew of the earth.
The rover stepped silently.
Pain has turned the threshold to stone.
In the light of clear and dazzling light.
It's the bread and wine on the table.
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"Good snow, pieces don't fall elsewhere".
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Let's take a break and we'll go back to nothing.
When to go, not when to go, not when to go, not when to go, not when to go to see one.
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Modern poems praising the winter snow scene are as follows:
1, "Snow Song".
Wash the memories white and shiny.
But no matter what.
I can't clear it. Imprints that penetrate deep into the bone marrow.
The melancholy of the snow. It's like a flower.
Lost weight overnight. Countless beautiful seductions.
Swaying with the cold incense.
Scattered eyebrows. Understand.
The singing of the snow?
The poignancy of the six petals.
Jumping in the ice.
Everything, everything.
Seem. Only in a specific moment.
Touched for you. <>
2, "I Love You Snow in Saibei".
I love the snow in your Saibei.
Fluttering and sprinkled all over the sky.
Your dancing is so light.
Your heart is so pure.
You're Chunyu's sister.
You are an envoy sent by the spring.
Spring envoys.
I love the snow in your Saibei.
Fluttering and sprinkled all over the sky.
You use a white jade-like body.
Dress up the world of glittering silver.
You have melted life into the earth.
Moisturizing the green wheat seedlings and welcoming the spring flowers.
AhhI love you.
AhhThe snow of Saibei is the snow of Saibei.
Symbolism and meaning of snow:
1. Harvest of wealth: As the saying goes, Ruixue is a good year, and a heavy snow buried around the month of Wax Moon can often moisten the soil, and at the same time can freeze the pests in the land, which is very helpful for the growth of crops next year.
And this year's beginning of spring comes early, and it is not far from the wax moon, so the snow after the beginning of spring this year is also a very auspicious omen, and it can also indicate the meaning of wealth and harvest.
2. Wind and rain: Snow is a very auspicious thing, it is pure and flawless, and can often bring us good mood and good luck. When it snows at the beginning of spring, it means that there is a lot of precipitation this year, and there will be no drought in the summer.
Therefore, the rain in the season of the beginning of spring often means that the country and the people are safe and the rain is smooth, which is a very auspicious omen, so we only need to be ready for sowing, opening, opening the market, investment, etc.
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Snowy Nights stands under the northern sky.
Tonight, waiting for you the beauty of the hexagon.
Cleanse my fiery life.
The lines of the rails are always so hard.
Signal lights and the running steel.
String up a season of misty snow and moon wind flowers to disappear early.
The whistle whipped up the north wind.
Take my footprints — one carved into.
Wind chimes with deep and shallow shades.
Listen to the sound of metal.
Knock the season. Icy heart.
<>Huizhou Snow" is still dry and cold this winter.
No snow. The west wind tore open the corners of the wall.
Pour into cotton sleeves. The distance is gradually eaten away by the night.
Locked in a bright moon.
The heart is boundless.
Cruising stars.
Ghostly silent.
Stick to the ankles of the long journey.
Mother slumped.
Tears crumble the time of the gray bird.
I cried and couldn't find my way home.
The other side of time.
Mottled white brick houses.
Far away and waved at me.
The road is not ahead.
Absent-minded.
The swaying bamboo tips on the roof.
Pierce the silence of the night.
Flood the snow of Huizhou.
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Modern poems in praise of snow are as follows:
1. On snowy days, the road is covered with ice and the white on the top of the head, wrapped in pedestrians, crooked, swaying, talking about things, like dancing steps, I don't have to deliberately disguise myself, rest assured and bold, naturally, as I like, crooked, swaying, in this world of white flowers, no one will recognize, let alone feel, prominent and weird.
2. Outside the window, the snowflakes are flying, I have been looking forward to this snow for a long time, as promised, I stand in the snow, excited like a child, the hexagonal snow petals, hiding the poetry of winter, in this snowflake flying days, my world becomes clear and transparent, pick up the plum blossom snow to make tea, let it aroma throughout the winter.
These little white elves, given the color by God, are like sleeping children, shining with pure light, and at this time, I find my long-lost hometown, which is in the snowflakes.
3. The north wind is not coming, the sun is still colorful, the north wind is not coming, the snowflakes in winter are not blooming, it doesn't matter, I have enough patience, just stay in the winter cold, wait for a north wind, wait for a north wind to blow away the snowflakes, who said, when the snow comes, the heart will rise with relief, as if you can go to the white head.
In fact, from youth to whitehead, but some years, but some landscapes, but some come and go or go, but some remember or forget, some people say, the beautiful things in this world, always come and go tortuous and long, yes, I see, the spring flowers have bloomed, the autumn water has been clear, but this winter with wide liquid day flowers are still on the way, and the season, has been remembered.
However, the north wind does not come, the winter snowflakes do not bloom, all the thoughts, stretch in the season, look at the loneliness of the season into a strong makeup, let some desire to fly over the ten thousand mountains and rivers, at this moment, call for the north wind, just bring the real and close, yearning, let the season pound, watch the years are rising, I stand in the fireworks of the world, looking at a north wind, looking at a snow.
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In the afterglow:Between the moonlight and the snow, you are the third color- Stunning -Beautiful and fickle witch, the moon.
Translation is her specialty.
But the world has been translated out of shape.
He translated the gold of the sun into quicksilver.
Turned fire into ice.
And with a hint of mint.
Everyone who has tasted it says.
The translation is completely unreliable.
But compared to the original text.
But it's more mysterious, it's more beautiful.
Snow is another beautiful translatorDeliberately mistranslating the worldOr right, says the psalmist.
It's just because the original text is inherently wrong.
So whenever Xue Gu.
Riding a six-petal parachute.
Swirling in the wind.
The world was overnight.
More thorough than the revolution.
and so white.
If it is the first day of fresh snow, the full moon is in the sky.
Underneath is a tile.
There was bright silver circulating on it.
And you come to me with a smileBetween moonlight and snowYou are the third kind of stunningI don't know the moonlight and the reflective snow.
How to put your true colors.
It's good enough.
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Modern poems describing snow scenes, including "Qinyuan Spring". Snow", by ***.
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The mountains are far away at dusk, and the white houses are poor in the cold weather. Chaimen heard the dog barking, and returned to the people on a snowy night. ——Liu Changqing, "The Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow".
Luoyang City East and West, long and long. In the past, the snow was like flowers, and now the flowers are like snow. ——Fan Yun, "Two Other Poems, One of Them".
Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear. Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow. - Liu Zongyuan, "Jiang Xue".
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1. Jiang Xue.
Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan.
Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.
Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.
Notes: 1. Absolutely: None, none.
2. Ten thousand paths: imaginary fingers, referring to thousands of roads.
3. Human traces: human footprints.
4. Lonely: Lonely.
5. 蓑笠 (suō lì): 蓑衣 and bucket hat 笠: A hat made of bamboo strips.
6. Alone: Alone.
Translation: On all the mountains, the birds are gone, and there is no sign of people on all the roads. On a lonely boat on the river, an old man wearing a hat fishes alone on the cold snow-covered river.
2. Night snow. Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi.
The pillow has been cold, and the window is bright again.
I know that the snow is heavy at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo.
Notes: 1. Surprise: Surprised.
2. 衾 (qīn) pillow: quilt and pillow.
3. The sound of folding bamboo: refers to the sound of heavy snow crushing bamboo.
Translation: I was amazed to see the window illuminated by the snowy light of the pillow at night. When it was late at night, I knew that the snow was falling heavily, because from time to time I could hear the sound of snow crushing bamboo branches.
Three, to the snow. Tang Dynasty: Gao Biao.
Notes: 1. Six outs: Snowflakes are hexagonal, so they are called snowflakes with "six outs".
2. Qiongzhi: The bamboo branch is covered with white jade because of the snow.
3. Evil Road: A treacherous fork in the road.
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