Does anyone know a poem about winter?

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.

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, "The Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow" Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing.

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.

Translation: When twilight falls on the mountains, the road becomes more and more distant, and when the weather gets colder, the thatched huts seem more lonely. Suddenly there was a sound of dogs barking outside the chaimen, and it turned out that someone was returning home in the wind and snow.

3, "Listening to the Flute in the City at Night" Tang Dynasty: Li Yi.

The sand is like snow in front of Huile Feng, and the moon outside the city is like frost.

I don't know where to blow the reed pipe, and I recruit people to look at the hometown overnight.

Translation: The sand in front of Huile Feng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like late autumn frost. I don't know where to blow the desolate reed pipe, and the soldiers who have been on the march miss their hometown all night.

4, "Tianjingsha Winter" Yuan Dynasty: Bai Pu.

A painting of the corner, the half-court crescent moon dusk, the waterfront in front of the snowy mountain.

Bamboo fence huts, light smoke and decay grass lonely villages.

Translation: At dusk, the mournful sound of trumpets at the city gates does not cease for a long time. As night falls, the crescent moon rises to illuminate half of the courtyard, the mountains are covered with snow, and the water flows slowly in front of the mountains. In the lonely village with bamboo fences and huts on the water's edge, a few wisps of light smoke rose and spread in the twilight of the withered grass.

5, "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.

Translation: I was amazed to see the window illuminated by the snowy light of the night pillow. 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.

And this winter, he has not stopped Kansai. (Du Fu: "Soldier Chariot Travel").

2 The autumn moon is bright and cloudy, and the winter ridge is beautiful and cold. (Tao Yuanming: "Four Hours") 3 The southern neighbor is more readable, and the cloth is not redeemed in winter.

Lu You: "October 28th Wind and Rain") 4 Winter is over tonight, and the year is open. (Dong Sigong:

Shou Sui") 5 Singing the autumn wind, setting up wine and flying winter snow. (Wang Wei: "Four Qi Poems") 6 When the middle of winter comes, the flowers are extinct.

**: "Plum") 7 I don't know that the splash is the first, and it is suspected that it has not been sold through the winter snow. (Zhang Wei:

Zaomei") 8 Children are in trouble in winter school, and they are stupid but Zhen. (Lu You: "Autumn Suburbs") 9 On the winter solstice in Handan Station, the shadow of the knee-hugging lamp accompanies you.

Bai Juyi: "Winter Solstice Night Homesickness") 10 days of people urging each other, the winter solstice and spring are coming again. (Du Fu:.)

There are hundreds of flowers in spring, there is a moon in autumn, there is a cool breeze in summer, there is snow in winter, if there is nothing to worry about, it is a good season in the world (Song Wumen monk).

Heavy Snow Full Bow Knife (Don Lu Lun).

The wind is more, the snow is more, the dream of the broken hometown heart is not realized, the old garden has no sound (Qing Nalan Xingde) and the knife is like water, Wu Yan wins the snow, and the fingers break the new orange (Song Zhou Bangyan) Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of paths and people disappear, the lonely boat is a man, and the cold river and snow are fishing alone (Tang Liu Zongyuan) Life is everywhere, just like Feihong stepping on the snow (Song Su Shi) The sun is twilight, the mountains are far away, and the wind and snow return to the people at night (Tang · · Liu Changqing).

Everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and rests with the frost on the tiles of others (Anonymous) The mountain loop does not see you, and the snow is empty and the horse travels (Tang Cen Shen) is in the mountains and the snow is left, and the lonely stranger (Tang Cui Tu).

In the past, the snow was like flowers, and now the flowers are like snow (Fan Xue of the Northern and Southern Dynasties).

The bright moon shines on the snow, the north wind is strong and sad (Xie Lingyuan, Northern and Southern Dynasties) The painter does not understand the bitterness of the fisherman, and it is good to make a cold river fishing snow map (Ming Sun Chengzong) There are a hundred flowers in spring and a moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer and snow in winter

The plum falling is like snow, and the body is still full (Five Generations Li Yu) The grass is withered and the eagle's eye is sick, and the snow is light (Tang Wang Wei).

Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove, late day snow desire, can drink a glass of no (Tang Bai Juyi) plum and snow three points white, snow but lose plum a piece of incense (Song Lu Meipo) want to cross the Yellow River ice and Sichuan, will climb the Taihang snow full of mountains (Tang Li Bai).

Heavy snow presses the green pine, the green pine is straight and straight, you must know that the pine is high and clean, and wait until the snow melts.

The quatrain --- Du Fu.

Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of white dew is in the blue sky.

The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship.

Jiang Xue --- Liu Zongyuan.

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

Plum blossom --- Wang Anshi.

There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone.

Haruka is not snow.

For there is a dark fragrance to come.

Jiang Xue, the owner of Furong Mountain, stays in the snow.

Liu Changqing and Liu Zongyuan are in the twilight.

The mountains are far away, and the birds of the mountains are flying.

Absolutely, the weather is cold and white.

Housing poverty. Wanjing people.

Disappear. Chai Gate.

Smell the dog barking, the lonely boat.

Weng, snowy night.

Attributed to people. Fishing alone in the cold river and snow.