
It has reached winter, but I did not expect that the first snow of 2021 was ushered in all parts of the country. Gently, quietly, the first snow came. Overnight, a new look was given. Is there snow falling in your place?
Regarding the first snow, the ancients wrote many beautiful verses, "The first snow has covered the ground, and the evening wind is still strong." "Don't see the early Menning on the wine, for the pity of the first snow inscription poem." "Fine ice and luoshui, the first snow sprinkled high." "The mountain evening clouds and the first snow, the cold moon frost." ”......
So, how much more do you know about the poems of the first snow?
First snow
Song-Wen Tong
A cloud of gloom obscures the sky, and the powder is chaotic.
I don't know where the rangers will be, but they have lost the Southern City Jade Pillar Peak.
Song-Liu Chang
On three days, the wind vibrated the sea, and the snow covered the city at midnight.
I have seen the autumn desert, and I am even more forced to grow old.
The original Kuilong Sha Moraine, Loutai Baiyujing.
Knowing who is wrong to blow the law, things are suddenly shocked.
The first snow is the first day
Song-Kong Pingzhong
Thousands of miles of darkness, snow under the seaside city.
Fang and winter are rui, how late is sunny.
The bamboo branches felt slightly heavy, and the tile mouth could not be flattened.
Late at night, before the court, especially the moon is clear.
The first snow is in the air
Ming-Biangong
Jiangnan sub-month is rare in snow, and sub-months can be booked this year.
Near borrowed Xiaoguang to divide the guests, far through the Spring Letter to the mountain residence.
The sandy grass is slender, and the broken wax is loose and the plum is like a comfort.
But he remembered the whiteness of the seashore, and when he took the opportunity to visit Wulu.
The first snow recalls that last year was when it was time to dive down the mountain
Qing-Yao Nai
Outside the window smells of wind and bamboo, and the snow on the edge steps is deep.
I think of the valley temple, the sky far away from the river Yin.
Stone qi qingxia mountain, autumn sound yellow leaf forest.
More through the rock path to go, should prevent the deceased to find.
Qing-Wang Fuzhi
Actually wearing the rain, the dazzling lightness.
The high pavilion is now looking at each other, and the distant heart is doubled.
The light of the yuan cloud gradually dawned, and the shallow water shadow was slightly haunting.
After years of kindness, Tianya has given Qiong.
Qing-Chen Zhongping
Blowing through the cloud heart scattered Kyushu, flying flowers for a moment white head.
The Datong world pitied Hu Yan, and the little sleepy scholar laughed and imprisoned.
In order to repay the cold, do not worry about public affairs for the time being.
Seeing and hearing the Nanling plum scramble, pack up the poetry bag and take an early tour.
Modern - Liang Hongzhi
The first snow is more beautiful at night, and the secluded heart is gradually settled.
Guan Shu's confident eyes are like the moon, and he looks up at the house and knows that his head is wearing the sky.
The small cup plated the cold night, and then blew into the New Year.
The people did not have a loose embrace, and they whispered to the pillow early.
The first Jinling first snow in The State of Qizhou, and halal
Modern - Huang Jun
Remnants are cold, Jiang Shu is late, and Zhongshan is small.
No roller blinds, but also hehe drops, eaves corner smoke marks.
Born white and empty, it is considered to be an ice toad on credit.
Just as poignant, three springs like a turn, sideburns old.
Tired of traveling and sleeping less, only winning, the road is far away.
Last night's smoked campfire, ming dynasty green sleeves, always lost in the arms.
Think of the pillow in the middle of the building, acacia dreams, double vortex print smile.
Then it has to come back, and the layers are dry, and the layers are revealed.
The first snow in Jiangcheng
Hyundai - Liu Fengwu
With Xuan Xuan looking at The white rambling, there is no wonder that Yang Guan is difficult to walk.
Why should the mountains add powder, and the river should not be wavering.
The family is poor and multi-effective Yuan An lying down, thin clothes who pity Fan Shuhan?
Remembering the past, the king's master came down to Cai, and the city was full of dreams of Handan.