On snow days, go to the back garden to fold plum blossoms, Tianzhu fruit, bright yellow plum, bright red Tianzhu fruit, snow, business is full of business. ——Wang Zengqi
This is the winter in the hometown of writer Wang Zengqi, warm, bright and bright.
It seems that there is no season, like winter, simple, leisurely, warm, comfortable, and a faint lazy.
Although the winter in the north does not have the bright colors of the south, the warmth in the memory always carries such a satisfaction.
The stove in the hall house, the warm clothes and pants baked on the hot kang in the morning, and the warmth and leisure of the family sitting around the stove at night, the scene seems to be just yesterday.
Winter, really an evocative and long season, and I walked into the world of poetry with me to encounter the warm and poetic winter of the ancients.
The winter sunrise shines on the south corner of my house. Sit with your eyes closed, and breathe out your skin. At first, it is like drinking alcohol mash, and it is also like a stinger. The outside melts a hundred skeletons smoothly, and the middle is not a thought. Forgetting where it is, the mind is in the void. - Don Bai Juyi, "Negative Winter"
Appreciation: In winter, warm and bright sunlight sprinkles the courtyard.
The poet leaned back in his chair, squinting his eyes, and sat in the courtyard enjoying the warm sunshine.
The sun is warm, as intoxicating as drinking a mellow wine, and as exhilarating as hibernating awakening.
Bathing in this warm winter sun, people's body and mind are stretched, hundreds of skeletons are free, there are no distractions, and the heart is calm.
In his later years, Bai Juyi liked to be alone and enjoyed a quiet environment.
It is said that the poem was written in the winter when the sun rises on a snowy day.
After the snow, the poet sat leisurely in the courtyard basking in the sun, squinting and meditating, forgetting everything and falling into the warm winter sun.
It turns out that as long as there is a heart that is not afraid of cold, winter can also be so warm and beautiful.
Poet Profile: Bai Juyi, The Character Lotte, Xiangshan Jushi, the great realist poet of the Tang Dynasty, the advocate and participant of the Xinlefu Movement, and the "Bai Changqing Collection" survived.
After falling asleep, frequently stretch when you get up late. The stove is early, and the cold mirror is late. Melt the snow to fry the tea, and cook the chyme. Lazy and self-conscious, happy also knows. The wine is warm and non-toxic, and the sound of the piano is not sad. Rong Gong Sanle, still get a little boy. - Don Bai Juyi, "Late Rise"
Appreciation: After a good night's sleep, the poet stretched out and yawned and woke up with a bright light.
The family has already built a fire, the interior is warm as spring, and the poet who sleeps until he wakes up naturally feels incomparably comfortable.
After getting up and stretching his body, he began to fry snow to cook tea, butter porridge, and when doing this, the poet could not help but laugh at himself, laughing at himself for not only being lazy but also hungry.
Doing what you love to do and living your life is indeed a joyous thing.
If you warm up the wine, listen to the soothing sound of the piano, and tease the cute children, you will not live up to this beautiful day.
Winter mornings, sunshine and warmth, snow water sencha, ghee porridge, warm wine, listening to the sound of the piano, enjoying the snow, children and grandchildren around the knees, this is a warm and beautiful atmosphere.
Although the winter is cold, an interesting soul can always live an ordinary day with a smell and a taste, because with the love and expectation of life, where can we talk about the cold.
A curling in the snowy sunny day, even went to the West Lake to explore the old man, riding a donkey to step on the Xuexi Bridge Road. Laughing Wang Wei made a drawing, picking plum blossoms and lifting pots in many places. Look at the wine and smile, no money as a sword, drunk in the West Lake! --Yuan Yang Chaoying, "Narcissus, West Lake Plum Exploration"
Appreciation: Lakes and mountains, the glass world is like a big curling pot with a bright crystal.
The poet braved the cold road and sliding, rode a donkey to cross the small bridge on the creek, went to the West Lake to admire the plums, and appreciated the poetry of Lin Kui.
The West Lake after the snow, the lake and mountains are beautiful, wang Wei's "Riding a Donkey in the Snow" can be compared with this realm?!
Pick a few well-opened plum scenes, where you can drink from a pot, the cup is mellow wine, and the plum blossoms in front of you are intoxicating.
How can such a grand scene be disappointed, if you don't have money to buy wine, learn to learn the poetry immortal Li Bai pawn the sword worn around his waist to exchange for wine and entertainment, even if he is drunk in the West Lake!
Li Bai's look at each other is not tired of jingting mountain, and Yang Chaoying's look of two is the same plum blossom that is pleasing to him, the same distinct personality, the same debauchery feelings.
On this snowy day in winter, the poet stepped on the snow to find plums, not only appreciated the poetry of Lin Kui, but also appreciated Wang Wei's painting intentions, so poetic and picturesque, as if it were a fairyland, how not to make people yearn for it.
Poet Profile: Yang Chaoying, Yuan Dynasty writer, prose writer, about 27 small orders survived. His main achievement is the selection of Yuanren Sanqu, because of his collection and collation, many scattered Yuanqu have been passed down, and the existing two episodes of "Lefu New Compilation Yangchun White Snow" and "Chaoye Xinsheng Taiping Music House" have preserved important information for future generations to study Yuanqu.
Cooking tea and boiling snow and ice at night, the color of this day is very clear. The mountain window is located in the third month, and the furnace flame is still steaming. ——Qing Huang Wenyi, "Winter Scene"
Appreciation: In winter, every night to boil snow to cook tea, tonight is different, snow is sunny, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the blue sky is clear.
Sitting under the window to enjoy the moon, and the night has been three more, the moon has been tilted to the west, the flame in the furnace is still burning, and the room is still warm and drying.
This winter night is so warm and bright that it makes people rejoice.
Cold night guests come to tea as wine, bamboo stove soup boiling fire first red. Usually the same window before the month, only plum blossoms are different. - Song Dulei, "Cold Night"
Appreciation: Cold winter nights, friends visit, poets boil water to cook tea, and friends together in the hearth of the night talk, idle home, the interior is warm as spring, the moon outside the window dissolves, plum blossoms bloom.
It was originally an ordinary moonlit night, but because of the plum blossoms and the visit of the noble friends, it seemed warmer and more distinctive.
This is a profound friendship poem, fresh, natural, and the poet's unpolished brushstrokes make this cold winter night feel like a spring breeze.
Poet Profile: Du Lei, Poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, Zi Ziye, Trumpet Xiaoshan, once a small official who was the main bookkeeper, there are works such as "Cold Night", "Between the Windows", "SendIng Hu Ji Zhao Xiang Xiang County" and other works.
The touch in front of his eyes moved into ice, and the frozen pen frequently withered. Sit alone on the stove simmering wine and eating, listening to the sound of the window. ——Tang Qianxuan, "Title Xueji Wangben Mountain Map"
Counting nine severe cold weather, dripping water into ice, even the pen and ink are not smooth, poetry is difficult to achieve.
At this time, the happiest thing is to sit by the fire, heat the wine, drink slowly, and quietly listen to the snowflakes outside the window...
There is flying snow, there are plum blossoms, there is a stove, there is poetry and wine, there are tea and paintings, and there is a warm winter sun, it is precisely because there is so much beauty and expectation, winter is no longer long, the days are so romantic and warm...
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