Look at the solar life in the eyes of the instructor: the great cold

【Huaiyin Institute of Technology "Lamei Blooming" Counselor Network Political Team Network Article】

【Han Fei】

Big Cold - Han Fei

The great cold is coming, and it will be the beginning of the day. Life and tenacity, not afraid of the cold wind.

The more difficult it is, the more difficult it is, and the more thoughtful life is. At the end of the year, the reunion, winter Tibet turned to spring.

At the end of the winter sun's weak year, Lamei bloomed and leaned on the fence to see.

When the cold door is hard to read and suffer, there is only diligence to change the way.

【Feng Yunping】

Great Cold - Feng Yunping

Mountains and forests to the wilderness, the cold wind increases. There are traces of life, and the starlight is also compelling.

The trees are dull, and the setbacks are like that. Hope is in the heart, warm and powerful.

Standing in the cold with the book, he was intoxicated with the words.

A wisp of warmth like a flower blossoms, and the next pen writes about the human scene.

【Zhu Yanling】

Dahan - Zhu Yanling

The candle shadow shook red again, allowing Erxidong, the new snow to invite the bright moon, looking at each other without words.

Evil winds and vicissitudes, years have brewed, clouds have come out of loneliness, and people are together.

The spring rain shocked the spring valley days, and the four written festivals were four years.

Seventy-two changes have gone through hardships and dangers, and there is reunion on the way to the scriptures.

【Gu Xiangyang】

Great cold - Gu Xiangyang

The wind blows cold and people walk in a hurry. Old snow is stacked with new snow, and the heavens and the earth are one color.

The eaves are ice stalactites, and the multicolored light reflects the light. The atmosphere in the room is warm and the fireplace is homely.

Thirty or nine days are as cold as iron, and the outdoor water is like snow.

The hearth brings wine to friendship, melting and warming the heart.

【Zhang Han】

DaHan - Zhang Han

When to shiver, there is no better than winter. The roaring wind, the lonely Jianghuai cold.

A table of reunion rice is steaming hot. In a word, meet the deceased.

Time froze in the cold depths, and snow fell over the eaves of the house.

Twenty-four times the trade winds, life has infinite possibilities.

【Zhou Tong】

Big Han - Zhou Tong

The cold is clear this evening, and the wind is multiplied. But I feel that my clothes are moist, and I would rather rise in the water.

If you stay in the clouds, you will lose money every month. Even if you can't rely on it, you can't do it.

Although the sunny day is warm and clear, He Xingchun has this glory.

I am afraid that the snow outside the door will wither, and the night will not be silent.

【Anya Hong】

Big Cold - An Yahong

Thinking of my dear relatives, I dream of kindness. Things are troubled by family affection, and guilt is buried deeply.

Trapped in children and karma, long time without Tsubaki. May the epidemic fade and the hearth nag.

The cold has reached the end of spring, and the wheat yellow grass is dry and looking forward to the warm sun.

Lapa porridge meets spring cake, in addition to the old cloth new show new look.

【Lu Xinting】

Great Cold -- Lu Xinting

Night fire illuminates the lonely city, and the frost day is bright. People see you near the water, reading with the sound of ice.

The wind rises in the mountains and black, the clouds open thousands of miles, the hometown is in front of you, and the letters send homesickness.

Cold silver bed dew wet clothes, waterside forest outside the sound of books.

Only because there is nothing to care about, sleep together in front of the night rain lamp.

【Miao Hang】

Great Cold - Miao Hang

Chen Xue has not yet disappeared, the new snow is fluttering, the bleak wind is rolling, and the ice is frozen and cold;

Closed households can not go out, sad to sit in anticipation of the morning, the country and mountains are more emotional, qingqing is too cold.

The cloud pressure wind whistles and the cold is thick, and the smoke and clouds are blue and lightless;

I don't feel lonely and cold, and I hope that everything will break through.