What do you think is the most classic poem that describes a snow scene?

There are many poems describing the snow scene, and I personally think: "Suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms" is the most classic, and no one has surpassed it for many years! "Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.

It is a famous sentence of Cen Shen in "Bai Xue Ge Sends the Military Judge to Beijing", which mainly uses metaphors and exaggerated literary methods to vividly describe the scene of heavy snow in the poet's place. Vivid and full of vitality, it can be called the pressing work of the Tang Dynasty Biansai poems. The scene described is "August and autumn high", and the northern Luntai is in the northwest region of the cold wave transit, at this time has been full of snow, overnight, it has become a strange silver wrapped ice and snow world, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains powder makeup jade, this jade tree Qiongzhi, a variety of ice and snow world, just like after the spring breeze, Sanyang Kaitai, trees full of intoxicating pear blossoms!

It's not spring, it's better than spring!

When to look at the southern snow, I have two white heads with plum blossoms. Cha Xinxiang's "Qing Barnyard Banknotes", the original poem was composed for the Yongluo floating rattan cane. When will I be able to take a leisurely stroll with this cane to see Nanxue, and Meihua and I have become white-haired.

Plum blossoms and southern snow reflect each other, flowers are white because of snow, snow is interesting because of flowers, and between these two stunning colors, there is also my old man with white hair because of sorrow. But I prefer to see "Er" as the meaning of "you" - when can I walk with you on this snowy path, the years are gone, I am white and green, just like the plum blossoms standing on the branches, fortunately you and I am.

Dream. In the Grand View Garden, baby Daiyufeng, sister Xiangling and others gathered together to write poems. Li Kun said:

Into the mud is pity, white. Xiao Xiangling said right: Cherish Qiong Yao.

Yes, my favorite poem about snow is this one, "Pity the white in the mud, and pity Qiong Yao in the ground". The poem is beautiful, but soon after, Xiangling is like a snowflake falling into the soil, and "the soul of the fragrant soul returns to her hometown" due to the torture of the fierce woman Xia Jingui. I feel sorry for Xiangling, but I can't do anything.

This poem by Jiang Jie has always been one of my favorite Song lyrics. This song feels like a cold and beautiful picture, a melodic and sad song. The whole word does not focus on the description of snow, but everywhere you can feel the feeling that the snow scene brings to the author.

No one in the capital is worried like me, tonight snow, there are plum blossoms, like I am worried. "Use plum blossoms as a metaphor to express your own situation. Needless to say, what is left behind is an indescribable, melancholy and long thought.

Chaimen heard the dog barking, and returned to the people on a snowy night. Every time I read this poem, there is always a scene: the person who had been waiting for a long time finally strode towards me on an ordinary night, covered in wind and snow, through the barking of dogs. Isn't a person's whole life waiting for such a person?

The snow is full of mountains and the high priests are lying, and the beauties under the moonlight forest are coming. From the first song of Gao Qi's "Nine Songs of Yongmei" in the Ming Dynasty, Hanmei Yingxue was written in a beautiful and elegant way, which is probably the legendary beauty and picturesqueness.

You are under the Nine Springs, and your bones have turned to dirt. I live in the world, and now I have gray hair. This is one of my favorite poems.

I'm full of snow in the world. As soon as you read this poem, you feel like it's snowing outside. Bai Juyi not only seemed to compare his white hair to snow, but also seemed to be really snowing, he stood in front of Yuan Zhen's tomb and let the heavy snow dye his hair white.

Either way, it's full of poetry. It's beautiful.

Yesterday there was sporadic light snow in the sky, flying into the plum blossoms are not seen, the night suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms, this is the first snow of the year, big snowflakes, turned into thousands of beautiful and elegant butterflies, fluttering in the air, up and down, happily swirling, lightly falling on the branches, on the roof, the whole Wugong County has become a world of pink makeup. Looking from afar, the jade tree and the branches are covered in silver, full of poetry and picturesqueness.

In winter, the clouds are demolished and a city is crushed. Thousands of mountains have lost their color, and thousands of waters have lost their shape. The lonely beauty returns, and the brave and strong man walks. Step out of Qingyun Road and explore merit and fame.

It must be the sentence that thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

I love snow, but it rarely snows here, and when it does, it falls in the rain and melts away. Last week's weather forecast originally said light snow this week. So lately, I've copied a lot of poems that I like and have snow in anticipation of the arrival of snow.

The snow returns to the green mound in three springs, and the Yellow River surrounds the Black Mountain.

The birds of the Tianshan Mountains fly away, and the traces of thousands of people disappear in the classics.

Snow fell into the mountain village last night.

This morning, the window was rolled out of silver.

The chickens come with bamboo leaves.

Dogs run and plum blossoms.

The warm sun rises in the east, shining in silver.

The glow of the sun is colorful.

The smoke was faint and late.

Frolicking children throw snowballs.

The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Zhu Guishui Pavilion Shi Arrow Lin Chongxue went to Liangshan at night.

The weather changed suddenly, and the mountain village was full of snow overnight. People in the world of pink makeup are happy, and they are more happy to have a bumper harvest at the beginning of the year.

The mountains are dyed white, the distant streams are frozen and clear, the new plums are snowing at the beginning, and the ice is dusty.