It is already the new spring, but these days have ushered in the cold spring, which is both unexpected and not unexpected. The cold weather makes people feel as if winter has not yet passed. A little rain is not nothing, suddenly, the air drifts a piece of white snowflakes, let people in addition to shock, but also feel more joyful, no matter when the snow, always welcomed by the world. Spring snow, but it is also a beautiful scenery.
The New Year has not been fragrant, and grass buds have been seen in early February.
The snow is too late in spring, so it wears the garden tree as a flying flower.
--Don Hanyu, "Spring Snow"
The New Year has arrived, but I have not yet seen the fragrant flowers, the weather is really cold, it is the beginning of February, only to find that the grass has sprouted. Even the snow flying in the air seemed to think that spring had come too late, and deliberately flew between the trees in the garden, as if spring flowers were in full bloom. When the poet sees the fluttering snowflakes, he thinks of the beautiful spring flowers, and both are equally pleasing. The spring flowers have not yet bloomed, look at the snow flying in the courtyard, just as the spring flowers bloom everywhere!
Spring is still cold, people while holding the expectation and yearning for spring light, while watching the fluttering snowflakes, snowflakes are also contaminated with the joy and vitality of the new spring.
Spring snow is full of air, and the touch is like a flower.
I don't know if the tree in the garden is a real plum.
- Don Dongfang qiu, "Spring Snow"
Watching the snow fly in the spring, where the snowflakes fall, it is like a flower. The poet couldn't help but think that the plum trees in the garden must also be full of snowflakes. I just don't know which one of the trees is a snowflake and which one is a real plum blossom. Snowflakes and plum blossoms reflect each other, and they are even more perfect for each other. Enjoying plums in the snow is naturally more poetic.
In the spring, the snowflakes are still reluctant to leave, and they are flying in this world, allowing people to witness the purity and romance of spring.
Flying snow brings spring wind, and Fiji returns to the air in chaos.
Jun looks like a flower, partial to luoyang east.
--Tang Liu Fangping, "Spring Snow"
The spring wind rolled up heavy snow and fell everywhere. You see those who enjoy the snow scenery, they are all rich and noble families living in Luoyang East! Indeed, it is lustful to feed and feed. But today, people's material conditions have been greatly improved, and ordinary people can also rejoice in the snow and enjoy the snow, rather than the patent of the rich or the poet.
Spring snow flutters softly, perhaps not as grand as winter snow, but it adds to the lingering feelings.
Fei hui light snow, as if regretting the sun.
Do not understand the wind and flowers cold, turn over mei liu late.
- Don Wei Yingwu, Wing Chun Snow
The spring snow hovered in the air and danced softly, as if pitying the sunny weather and refusing to wreak havoc. At first warm and cold, how to be born is good? The arrival of snowflakes has delayed the germination of plum and willow trees, but it has also made people look forward to the bright spring light even more! In the eyes of the poet, spring snow is sentient, and spring is even more so.
Spring snow may also be sandwiched with a fine rain, rain and snow, adding to the meaning of mao.
The spring snow is slanted outward, and the light is half into the wild man's house.
Long sky far away trees and mountains white, do not distinguish plum blossoms and willow flowers.
--Tang Jiaoyu, "Spring Snow"
Spring snow is falling outside the curtain, a piece of empty, snow obliquely flying into people's houses, making people feel the wet and wet breath. Looking into the distance, whether it is the sky, or the trees, or the peaks, they are all covered with a layer of white, making people unable to distinguish between plum blossoms, willow flowers, and of course, more, snowflakes. Snowflakes are not only the protagonists of winter, but sometimes they can also be guests in spring.
After enjoying the winter snow, and then to enjoy the spring snow, the time is leisurely, saying long and long, saying short is also short.
The clouds are heavy and cold, and the thoughts are lonely, and the jade dust is like a grits full of spring dynasty.
The film landed on the ground gently, and the force could not help but swirl around.
Annoyed by his incense powder, Ling Cong taught himself Xiao Meijiao.
Whoever is drunk rolls the bead curtain to see, the string pipe hall is deep and warm and easy to tune.
--Tang Qin Taoyu, "Spring Snow"
The dark clouds outside are as thick as ink, and the cold season makes people feel lonely. Spring snow fell, as small as broken jade, but it filled the sky. Flakes of snow fell softly on the ground, and they were so weak that they could not help the wind, fluttering with the wind. The snow gradually piled up, spotlessly spotless, and danced on the plum branches, but there was also a bit of plum blossom delicacy. Who is drinking and rolling up the beaded curtains while watching the snow fall? Staying in the big room, playing the orchestra, only to feel warm as spring.
Spring snow is flying, you can stay at home, drink, keep warm, warm and comfortable.
The snow in the rivers and clouds is like a feast, and the leap year spring is particularly late.
Pour out the wine jug all day drunk, lying down to listen to the mid-mountain poems.
--Song Luyou, "Spring Snow"
The clouds by the river are hanging low, and the snowflakes are fluttering, like a feast. This year is a leap year, and spring has come particularly late. At home, the poet drinks all day when he is idle, always drunk, lying down and listening to his son recite poetry, which is also the simplest happiness in life.
Although it is cold when it snows, there are always people who are not afraid of the cold and rejoice in the arms of the snow.
The dinghy watched the snow fly along the lake, just as the horse was riding in the spring.
Whoever begs to dance with Yang Hua, first occupies the January period of the East Wind.
--Song Gaoyi, "Spring Snow in the West Lake"
The poet walked along the West Lake to watch the snowflakes flying, this season, originally it was the time to ride a horse and enjoy the spring. Who let the sky full of poplar flowers fly and occupy the spring month first? After the spring snow, it is a brilliant spring light, right? There is no hurry, it should come, it will always come.
Spring snow falls, which is reverie, and when the weather clears, people can't wait to go out to watch.
Only to know that the victory is forgotten and the cold is forgotten, and the spring breeze of Xiaoli shines at night.
I love the snow after the east mountain is clear, and the soft red light gushes into the silver mountain.
——Song Yang Wanli, "After the Snow, the Four Mountains Are Green But the Dongshan Quanbaifu Loves the Second Absolute Sentence of the Snow After the Snow of the East Mountain"
After the snow, the poet has a lot of fun, only knowing to chase the beautiful scenery, but ignoring the cold, occasionally standing in the spring breeze and enjoying the beauty of the sunset. The poet likes the snow scene after the east mountain is clear, and in the soft red light, there are silver mountains surging one after another, and the colors are bright and bright, which is really beautiful.
No matter how much snow falls, whether it is snow in winter, or snow in spring, the cold will always pass, and spring is not far away.
The lake is wide and cloudy, and the building is lonely and sunny.
Li Jia Xu Zi zi, poem xie Xuancheng.
The snowy shore is bushy and plum-haired, and the spring mud is full of grass.
Dare to disobey the fisherman's father's question, and from then on march further south.
--Tang DuFu, "Accompanying Fei Junjun to Yueyang Lou"
Dongting Lake is open and boundless, shrouded in clouds and mist, and the lonely Yueyang Tower stands in the sunset. Fei Zhijun treated me with the same enthusiasm as Xu Zizi, and I should also respond with the best poetry like Xie Xuancheng. On the shore where the snow has not melted, plum blossoms bloom, the soil of spring, and the grass has sprouted spring. How can I ask in spite of the fisherman's concerns? From now on, I will change my mind and no longer travel south like Qu Yuan! The snow in the spring has not disappeared, but it cannot stop the recovery of all things, the grass and trees still have their own hearts, as a person, we must also follow our own wishes and live.
The snow will eventually melt, and spring will eventually usher in a full of vitality, this day is not far away.
Wanli Sichun is still affectionate, and suddenly spring is a guest's heart.
The snow disappears outside the door, the mountains are green, and the flowers are sunny in February by the river.
——Song Ouyang Xiu, "Spring West Lake Sends Xie Fa Cao Yun"
Thousands of miles away, missing continuously, making spring more emotional, every time at this time will always make people feel frightened. The ice and snow have melted, the mountains outside the door are green, the flowers are blooming, the weather is sunny, the riverside in February is even more dazzling and intoxicating, when you look back, where is there a trace of snow? Spring, I don't know when it has occupied the human world, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.
Spring snow brings surprises to people, not only because people like snow, but more importantly, it is already spring, snow in the arms of spring, gently dancing, dancing and jumping, jumping out of the willow branch swinging, jumping and jumping, jumping out of the tip of the grass bud, jumping and jumping, jumping out of the branch of a flower, another flower. Watching the snowflakes flying, enjoying the boundless romance, I can't help but believe that the snow is also the messenger of spring.
-Author-
Heyu, a woman who likes poetry, looks for beautiful details in the four seasons, and may time leave warm memories.