16 Winter Miscellaneous Poems The ghost bird knows the yellow leaves, and the breeze comes to the ev

Mondo Culture Updated on 2024-01-30

Autumn and Winter Check-in Challenge

Today's title map, because the winter solstice stretches the thoughts.

1.1.It's the same.

Road minor repairs. The winter solstice is re-taught to accompany itself, and Qiankun is boiled into the teacup.

If you want to go east and west, you will return to the sunset.

Whoever got it from outside the square through the ages came to the seat for a while.

Calling for the years to be lovely, misunderstanding the two sideburns in the world.

2.Shadow Lover.

Crazy rain. At the table, he thanked the three escorts, and one of them persuaded the wine glass around the fireplace.

Its second floor is embraced by the moon, and its three flower paths are dreamed back.

The eyes have been lost in black and white, and the body has not hesitated to go or come.

I woke up late at night and watched together, and the fire burned my heart and sideburns.

3.2o23 winter solstice clear.

Lan toothless. Last night, there was two inches of frost in the east fence, and the morning window was still embedded with the winter sun.

The calendered grass stripped the willows, and the sorrow and sunburn were exhausted.

The seven-foot stump body is self-pity, and a pot of old wine tastes good.

But in the long day of masonry, Anqi made a big soup in the world.

4.Title Picture Squatting on the root of the wall on the winter solstice to bask in the sun.

Laughed. The window is cold and jade white, and the sun is warm and yellow.

Pick up the word screen dazzling, squat back arch wall.

5.Also ashed.

Laughed. The wall is accompanied by the sun dream, and the temples are covered with frost and the moon is full.

It is difficult to control the gloom on his face, and he has been traveling north and south so far.

Coolness is the most light like water, why don't you come again if you are lacking.

But I saw that the eyebrows of the distant mountains seemed to be gray, and the black and white in the eyes had turned gray.

6.To the Doctor, we are still young.

Jojo Jojo. Only when there are few people to accompany him, there are new poems to fill the cup.

The clouds in the sky dissipated, and the moon came back in the evening.

Duckweed must be leisurely at an age, and the flowing water time can come and go.

How to deal with things is only black and white, and it does not hurt the world to be gray for a while.

7.Step orchid, Qinghuan.

Jojo Jojo. Although it is cold, there is no snow and frost, and the tea is not mistaken to see the sunset.

A few people talked about old things, and when they laughed, they were crazy.

The newly bought winter clothes have not yet been tried, and the turbid wine can be tasted first.

Huang Tong sat and held an empty bowl to drink the home-cooked four-thing soup.

8.Winter solstice, rising sun.

Zhiqiang. Last night, I admired the crescent moon in front of the window and invited poetry friends to drink sweet tea.

Today's winter solstice is busy, smiling at the dancing sun.

9.The winter solstice is thoughtful.

Crystal. Pedestrians hang frost beads at the corners of their eyebrows, and layers of ice and snow are paved everywhere.

The thick winter and spring are removed, and the cold is endless.

10.Yukikako.

Soil five. The leaves fall in autumn, and the window is slightly cold. Just the wind is spreading, and the rhyme is lingering. Talk about tidbits lightly, sing slowly about the passing years. Solve the grievances of the past, the dream of this life, and the fate of the future.

The teacup shakes, and the heart whirls. Look at the dust notes, reminisce about sorrow. The brows were furrowed, and the words were slumped. Taste the tea, tears in the words, and face in the mirror.

11. Seven winters are far from home.

Wen Xuanyingyi.

The clothes are hard to beat the wind, and the rain often adds cold sleeves.

Today, how can Basho bear to look at it, and the detainees in other places are sad.

12.Winter nostalgia.

Jiao Mengyun. I like to be accompanied by Wen Peng, and the friendship is full at this moment.

The chrysanthemum on the wall resigned, and the plum fragrance outside the window was sent back.

The good times did not fall with the yellow leaves, but the good words came to the purple note.

I don't know what happened for more than a few years, and how much right and wrong have turned to ashes.

13.Afternoon farewell.

Jing Xin. In the afternoon, the tea is boiled out, and the cup of empty friends is not cold.

Pushing the window not only afterglow, but also plum branches to comfort the guests.

14.Title: Sunset Boiling Tea Diagram Step Rhyme.

Spring flowers and autumn moons. I will accompany the slow-cooked sunset, and don't teach my heart to enter the teacup.

It is true that the feelings are still the same, but in the end, the blue and red cannot be returned.

The ghost bird knows the yellow leaves, and the breeze comes to the evening window.

Leisurely into three rhyme poems, every sentence is gray.

15.Winter swimming, step Qiao, old man rhyme.

Liang Fuling. On the solstice, the southern city is full of frost, and there is a slight sun under the water.

Pity the gentleman's sideburns and sadness, spend my years and get drunk.

The immortals on the river have not tried, and the prime minister in the mountains has not heard of it.

Adding nine bowls to three meals a day is better than ginseng tonic soup.

16.Nguyen Lang returns to the winter solstice.

Dawn. The wind blows the yellow leaves and dances. The slanting light shines through the trees. In front of the small window of the terrace. I suddenly heard that the wanderer was also returned.

The tea is not boiling, and the wine is served first. Push the cup to talk about the old year. I often think about the smoke in my dreams. Warm at home.

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