Remembering the Snowy Night of Wang Sun
Text/Feather Pupil
The snow is light and frosty, and the shadows are thick at night.
The trail is warm and self-flowing.
It's a pleasure. The lonely lamp in the room is not endless.
Bu Operator Xiaoxue
Towards the evening steps, flying snow and dancing cold.
The shadows of the sparse branches of the garden are self-oblique, and the pear blossom trees are white.
In front of the butterfly dance lights, the cold courtyard household.
The pavilions are twilight and jade-colored.
Snowy Night
Xiaoyuan paints plum obliquely, and the eaves corner is old.
A night of cold wind and snow has a sound, and the second light is illuminated.
The lonely little window is cold, and the years are unbearable.
Pity the old jade face of the column, and the ink is good for red dust.
Xijiang Moon Night
In the middle of the night, the building is dark and the courtyard is cold. The night is lonely, and a lonely lamp is far away.
Flying snow winter to frighten dreams, curtain deep lonely shadow can not sleep. Qiong Lou Yuyu did his best, causing trouble and chaos.
Xi Jiang Yue Hongmei
The snow is white and red, and the cold spirit is cold. A wind rises thin and stumped. More new makeup red glow.
Often put on the winter makeup, used to look at the cold and cold people. Every year the snow is fragrant and fragrant.
Yulou Chun Mei
Mei Ying bamboo floor window shadow clippings, Xuan Yue into the curtain constantly covered. The fragrance is shallow and oblique, and the cold dew is more frosty.
Light ink amorous even a few cases, reclining dry people Gu Pan. The wisps of incense lingered, and a little idle eyebrow was chaotic.
Huanxi Sand Garden
Entering the small garden at dusk, the shallow pond is slightly cold and half cold. The sparse branches are even more full of window residues.
The empty alley is lonely and there is snow in winter, red makeup probes the jade smoke, and the plum opens the corner with a pity.
Raccoon Creek Sand Cold Night
The lights and windows are silent at night, the snowflake green house is cold and smokey, and the lonely shadow of the leaning building is even more sleepless.
Mei Rui shook the incense jade tent, the eaves were lonely for several years, and the snow had fallen for five more days.
A cut of Mei Mei Xue
Snow pavilion is cold in the day, a tree of plum blossoms, and the water is delicate. Crystal is accompanied by winter, the cornices fly lightly, and the desert clouds smoke.
I once remembered that the small window was happy with wine, the lights were dimmed, and the cottage was cheerful. Look at the pear tree jade railing today, a cool, a little love!
Linjiangxian Meixue
In the morning, the window is cold, and the pavilions are still there.
Before the court Plum snow a branch of cold,
Jade makeup on the branch is thin, looking at each other speechless.
Looking at the passage of time, low eyebrows and emaciated who pity.
A heartfelt complaint against the cloud note.
Fragrant brush sleeves, inch intention to write Shan Shan.
Snowy nights
The stream is blowing flowers and cold snow, and the thatched eaves are clear and clear. The night is quiet and lonely, the light smoke on the curtain is light with the dew, and the wind is high and the dream is difficult to achieve.
Often leaning on the east of the building, always the shadow of the air to meet, suspected is the sound of dogs to the road, but it is returned to the snow, light makeup smile eyes.
Note: The word is based on the word Lin Zhengyun
About the Author:
Yang Minshu, also known as Yu Hitomi, is a native of Qinzhou, Tianshui.