Waxing Moon is the last month of the lunar calendar and the coldest time of the year. But even if it is ice and snow, the cold is raging, but winter is gradually approaching the end, in the snow, it seems that you can see the eyebrows of spring. How can the waxing moon be sad that is tainted with the joy of the end of the year and the vitality of the new spring?
The sun's feet are sprinkled with light red, and the thin frost does not sell under the laurel branches.
Vaguely and kindly relieved of the harsh winter, it has been a long day and a long night.
——Tang Li He, "Miscellaneous Songs, December Lyrics, December"
At dusk, the faint sunset shrouded in red light, and the thin frost still did not fade. There was some warmth in the air, which dissolved the winter cold. The day is longer than the night, and winter should be almost over. The winter sun is mild and makes people feel very homely.
In the waxing moon, it is also common for it to snow.
The sunlight sprinkled red, and the qiongpao shattered into pieces.
The cold night is long and leaky forever. Golden phoenix, beast stove incense mist spring melting.
--Yuan Mengfang, "Tianjing Sha, December"
The sun was shining, red, but soft and dazzling. The winter sun is so cute and lovely. Fine snowflakes fluttered in the air, spreading endlessly. The night is extraordinarily long, and only the sound is even more leaky. At this time, it is most suitable to roast a fire in the house and lightly cage the incense mist.
December is often very cold, and the snow can fall vigorously, as if to save time and let the winter stay longer.
The sinking became more agitated, and gradually became more vocal.
The blowing lights are brighter, and the moon shines a day of snow.
--Qing Yuan Ming, "The Fifteenth Night of December"
The dull sound of more drums sounded rapidly, and gradually no human voices could be heard, and the world fell silent. The poet blew out the lights and prepared to sleep, but found that the windows were clearer. It turns out that the bright moonlight reflects the snow all over the world! Such a beautiful view, the partition window can also be seen, it is a feast for the eyes.
Snow, drifting, drifting through the waxing moon, drifting towards the New Year.
In the cold and harsh season of mid-winter, the years of merit will be moved.
Cherish the snow of the plum blossoms, pay with Dongjun slightly, and the harvest year is also.
- Yuan Ma Zhiyuan, "Green Brother December"
In the middle of winter, it is cold and freezing, and the year is coming to an end. Favorite is the snow on the plum blossoms, the snow is good-looking, the plums are also good-looking, Dongjun, it is better to add more of it, Ruixue Mega Year, next year there must be a good harvest ah!
The waxing moon is bitterly cold, but in fact, as long as you want, you will always see beautiful scenery.
The winter moon sinks into the night, and the windows are self-condensed.
Spring is still clear and full, only afraid of making people impatient to look.
--Ming Huangfu, "The Fifteenth Night of the Waxing Moon"
A moon hangs in the sky on a winter night, and the world is extremely silent. Under the carved windows, the candlelight seemed to be tainted with chill. When spring comes, the moonlight will still be as clear as water as tonight, but time urges people, and something will change quietly. If this is the case, why not cherish the present and enjoy the moon well. Winter moon, also very beautiful.
During the waxing moon, the plum blossoms bloom just right.
The garden is in ruins, and the flowers are blooming fresh.
By asking Long Mei if she knows whether she is lucky, she has to accompany Chun Hui to share shiyan.
——Song Zhu Shuzhen, "The Moon Stilts Alone"
The garden of the Waxing Moon is a withered mess, and only a plum blossom blooms in full bloom, attracting people's attention. The poet wants to ask, I don't know if the plum blossoms on the dragon will feel lucky, they can bloom with the spring flowers, and compete for the wonders. The plum blossoms that bloomed first were cold and independent, but they felt more moving.
In winter, plum blossoms are a must-see, and seeing plum blossoms is like seeing spring.
The day before yesterday, I saw that the flowers were thin and yin, and it was more spiritual to start a sunny day.
Mo Jiao is easy to fly flower pieces, and put a thousand forests in the spring.
——Song Zhang Yu, "The Return of the Plum Night with the East View of the Family City on the Second Day of the Waxing Moon"
The poet loves to appreciate plums too much, and he came to see plum blossoms the day before yesterday, but the sky is not beautiful, and the light cloudy sky is not enough, and he feels that he is not happy enough. How can you miss the sunny weather today? He prayed to the heavens that it would not snow without moving, that the plum blossoms were blooming, and that the sunny weather would bring a bright spring to the woods, making people think that spring had really arrived.
Wax moon, there are not only plum blossoms.
The special thing can really grab the chemical industry, and steal a few red branches before waxing.
Frost flowers do not have rouge noodles, and strongly decorate Chun Yan to marry the north wind.
- Yuan Yin Tinggao, "Wax moon begonia"
Have you ever seen a begonia flower in the waxing moon? The beauty of the begonias, which can be called a special thing, is ingenious, originally a spring flower, but it secretly blooms in the waxing moon. The frost and snow did not overwhelm it, the delicate begonia was beautifully dressed, and it was really painful to marry the cold north wind.
In the waxing moon, some people also saw peach blossoms. Maybe the ancient Waxing Moon is sometimes warmer.
Ridiculous peach resistant to snow and wind, the mountain wall outside the red.
For the king to hold the wine one way, although the business is lonely and lonely.
--Song Cai Xiang, "Southern Jianzhou Taro Yang Yu See Wax Moon Peach Blossom"
What is unexpected is that the peach blossoms are not afraid of the cold snow wind. Outside the walls of the Yamano House, a sparse and delicate red color bloomed. The poet raises his glass and drinks with the peach blossoms, and although we are so different, one thing is similar, it is so lonely! At this moment, flowers and people became confidants.
If you want to say that you can best perceive spring, it must be the ubiquitous weeds.
The snow in the forest adds to the evening, and the sunrise in the mountains is not enough for morning cooking.
Mr. Thatched Cottage is still early in the spring, and only the green grass in front of the steps is known.
--Song Wang Xin, "After the Snow of the Waxing Moon"
The snow under the forest has melted, take some snow water to use at night. The sun has come out in the mountains, but breakfast has not yet been made. Mr. Hut was depressed, so he felt that spring was still early, in fact, the green grass in front of the steps knew that spring was already very close. It doesn't have to be the end of the waxing moon, it's spring. Otherwise, how can the grass have a blue color?
In the waxing moon, winter is strong, and spring is beginning to sprout.
The jade candle is exhausted, and the copper history is still leaking.
The pool condenses and freezes at night, and the cold in the garden accumulates akebode.
Lan Xin did not move, and Mei Guan wanted to contain fang.
Fei Hui was late in the year, and Gu Bu was in the spring.
--Tang Li Zhao, "December's Teachings"
The jade candle burned out, and the year would also be over, and it would leak for a long time. The pool water is frozen, and the courtyard is frosted. The poet wandered in the courtyard, the orchids were not yet alive, and the plum blossoms were spitting out their fragrance. At the end of this year, take a look around, the spring light has come to the side, making people overjoyed. Discovering the meaning of spring in the cold winter and knowing the message of spring is because there is a heart that yearns for spring.
If there is a warm winter, the waxing moon day is also very good, as if spring has come early.
This winter there is less frost and snow, and the waxing moon is tired of heavy fur.
Gradually move the garden to prosper, and suddenly wide salary charcoal worries.
The mountain spring vein is live, and the willow branches of the village are soft.
Spring cakes are in trouble, and I can ask for vegetables on a day.
--Song Luyou, "Waxing Moon"
There is no frost or snow this winter, and you don't have to wear very thick on waxing days. Gradually, the garden also had a business, and there was no need to worry about not having a fire to keep warm. The hillside springs flow happily, and the willow trees in the village fiddle with soft branches. It's not like a waxing moon at all. The poet rejoiced and said, don't worry about not having spring cakes to eat, there are many good vegetable gardens!
What are you busy with on this lunar day?
Remembering the past, I looked for meihan next to the water, so I crossed the Chengjiang River by a micro-thunderbolt.
Nowadays, it floats on the side of Minshan Mountain, and listens to the window with brown an zen.
--Song Zhang, "December Dan Snow Thunderbolt"
I recall that I used to look for plum blossoms by the Han River and cross the river in the mist. Now he is wandering on the side of Minshan Mountain, practicing meditation on the one hand, listening to the snow beating the cold window on the other, the same season, different times, but with a similar mood!
No matter when, do what you like to do, no matter how cold it is, your heart is also hot.
The night moon is clearly in the tree, and Nishikawa's old man Xu has a divine intercourse.
The article is a mantle, and the wind and snow cold window are handwritten.
--Ming. Zheng Zhen's "Reading Yuan Wenqing Gongjikou on the Night of the Waxing Moon"
The moon hung in the treetops, and the poet earnestly read Yuan Gong's masterpiece. Good articles have been passed down from generation to generation, and poets have seen it rise, and the wind and snow have increased, and they must also be copied down and well experienced, and this spirit of learning is really admirable.
Years and years, years and years?
Once a year, the night is removed, and the world is frosted.
Seventy-three years have passed, and it is unknown what year it was divided.
——Song Qiu Kui, "On the twenty-ninth day of the 29th month of the month, Chen Wanshi Shi Room Lu Qianxin's Three Brothers Visited at Night"
There is a Chinese New Year's Eve night in a year, time passes, who is not two sideburns frost? The poet lamented that I had already passed seventy-three Chinese New Year's Eve and did not know when I would be finished. Live now with peace of mind, every day is worth it.
Spring has been born, and the season will usher in another cycle. This is true of all things in the world.
Thorns and thorns are connected to Chang Road, and pearls are long-lasting dust.
Green mountains fly white birds, wild water crossing pedestrians.
Lonely and prosperous, leisurely grass and trees in spring.
There are ups and downs in the world, and nothing hurts God alone.
--Song Zhang," The Book of The Waxing Moon
Thorns grow on the road, and the pearl jade can't help but wash away time, and it will eventually turn into dust. Green mountains fly over white birds, and there are pedestrians on the wild waters who take boats to transition. The prosperity of the three thousand has been dispersed, and the grass and trees have ushered in another spring. There are ups and downs in the world, so why should we hurt God for this?
Waxing moon, about to send away winter, ushering in the new year, the new spring, unconsciously also overflowing with a strong joy.
Remembering Chang'an, when the waxing moon, the hot spring color battle was newly moved.
Rui Qi greeted the phoenix in the distance, and the daylight warmed the dragon pool first.
Take the wine shrimp and toad under the tomb, and the family keeps the old age.
--Tang Xie Liangfu, "Remembrance of Chang'an, December"
Recalling the waxing moon in Chang'an, the colorful battle next to the hot spring moves. People bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, and the sun greets the phoenix in the distance, and the sun first warms the dragon pool. Take wine and rejoice under the shrimp and toad tomb, and the family will drink and enjoy the whole world. This is a very intoxicating world.
In the waxing moon, the snow piles up, the plum blossoms bloom, and the winter mood is thick. In the fluttering of snowflakes, in the scent of plums, I feel the subtle breath of spring. Seeing that the tail of winter is getting shorter and shorter, cherish it, say goodbye to the past, and get ready for the new year and go to that spring.
-Author-
Heyu, a woman who likes poetry, looks for beautiful details in the four seasons, and may time leave warm memories.