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The years are frightening, and they are coming.
In a flash, it is about to reach the "winter solstice" of the 24 solar terms, and the winter solstice is also known as the "sub-year", which also means that 2023 is about to come to an end.
Do you have any unfulfilled wishes this year?
In ancient times, there was a saying that "the winter solstice is as big as a year".Therefore, the winter solstice is also a traditional festival with both natural and humanistic connotations.
The Book of Han contains: The winter solstice is yang, the monarch is long, so he congratulates.
Therefore, the winter solstice is also an auspicious day, after which the days will get longer day by day, and it is the beginning of the cycle of direct sunlight going back and forth.
So today we read some ancient poems related to the "winter solstice".
Count the winter solstice for three days. Dream Hanjia Mountain.
What year is like getting drunk today, looking at the alder forest, not relying on the railing.
The wind and snow are white from the head, and the sun is one step ahead.
Zhao Xi "The Wind Enters the Song".
On the third day after the winter solstice, I dreamed of the distant Hanjia Mountain. When will you be able to indulge like today again, look at the alder forest, and enjoy the joy of leaning on the railing. The wind and snow dyed his hair white, and he raised his glass to say goodbye, and every step of parting was like stepping into the Desire Yang Pass.
Small drinks are best on the winter solstice, and bitter groaning prefers long nights.
Chen Zhaoxing, "Idle Residence".
On the winter solstice, it is the most suitable for drinking, and the long winter night is very suitable for poetry and expression. Life needs this sense of ritual.
The winter solstice is approaching, and Xiao Xuan is alone and dust-free.
Occasionally, the clogs are looking for poetry, and they are all Kinmen snowmen.
Qian Zai "Climbing the Taoran Pavilion to See the Snow".
The winter solstice is coming, and the breath of spring is already being felt. Sitting alone under the window of Xiaoxuan, clean and dust-free. Suddenly, I wanted to put on clogs to find a place to write poetry, but I found that there were people everywhere who praised the snow from rich and noble families.
Recalling the winter solstice dream of previous years, Chunjiu really drank the Shiweng cup.
Wang Jiankui's "Visit to Zhan Ganquan Weng Shangtang Mountain Residence".
Recalling the winter solstice in previous years, it is like a dream, and the mellow wine makes people greedy for glasses. It seems that the winter solstice is to have a drink.
The winter solstice is full of spring and wants to return, and the end of the world is difficult to judge.
Self-pity often meets geese in the north, in order to hope that Nanyun will come to power.
Wang Lidao "Long Solstice Day Memories of Younger Brothers".
After the winter solstice, the yang energy rises, and the breath of spring is coming, but the separation of the ends of the earth makes people's thoughts difficult to break. I feel sorry for myself in the north, and I often see a flock of geese flying south, and I climb the high platform alone in order to look at the clouds in the south.
The two phases of war and decline are urging, and the winter solstice is coming again.
All disputes are still in the grain, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years.
Wang Hongzhi "Begging to Wait for the Decree to Collect Du".
The trivial things in life make people grow old slowly, but fortunately, after the winter solstice, the yang energy warms up, and spring is coming;The world is constantly disturbing, most of them are to support their families, and they are sick in their later years, so they climb the high platform alone and look at it from afar, sighing the passing time.
On the day of the winter solstice, there is no wine money, and Mr. Awakening and Smiling sleeps in the high pavilion.
Talk about the short and long days by the line, and He Guiworm knows the size of the year.
Tu Tu's "Self-Description of Solstice Idleness".
On the day of the winter solstice, there is no money to buy wine, so I can only sleep with my head bored, wake up and laugh at myself, and record the days with a number of threads, so why know when the New Year will be!
The winter solstice is also known as a small year, and the poet has a very miserable life.
Unsolved hollow forgetfulness of Lilu, but also with the division of the morning.
Every winter solstice, the body is bitter, and it is only in the spring that the qi gradually stretches.
Li Kongxiu's "Self-Description of the Poor House".
I don't know how to let go of the fame and fortune in my heart, but I can also spend every morning peacefully with what happens. Every winter solstice, I will feel the bitterness of poverty, and it is not until spring comes that there is food to eat.
is also a very poor and poor poet, and it seems that it is really difficult to make a living by writing poetry.
The first night of the winter solstice is long, and the short canopy is lonely.
Sleepless and bitter are disturbed by poetry and demons, and he is sick and drunk.
Pan Xi once "made on the pillow the day after that".
The night of the first turn of the winter solstice is extraordinarily long, and the boat is quietly moored in the silent river country. I couldn't sleep, I was plagued by poetry and demons, and I was sick and disgusted with alcohol too wildly.
The winter solstice night is long. The cold stove sits and waits for the morning light.
The heart seems to be dead and cannot fly.
Sad. Road fans look at my hometown.
Yang Shen's "Fixing the Storm".
Spend the winter solstice in a foreign land, and the nights seem extraordinarily long, sitting by the fire and waiting for the morning sun to rise. This night's heart was like ashes, I couldn't bear this kind of sorrow, the road ahead was confused, and I didn't know when I would be able to return to my hometown.
This poem was composed by Yang Shen after his exile in Yunnan.
Last year's winter solstice was full of flowers, and this year's winter solstice sideburns are frosty.
Year by year, the old appearance is gradually changed, and the shadow is vast in the mirror.
Yuan Tianxi's "Winter Solstice Feelings".
Last year, there was a flower-like world in the eyes of the winter solstice, and this year's winter solstice has gray temples. Every year, my face will be a little older, and I will be at a loss in the mirror.
The winter solstice in a foreign land is now today, looking back at the home mountain and dreaming far away.
gradually regained the joy of the sun, but the pity of the crowd disappeared from the ice.
Shi Jin's "Winter Solstice Reward Liu Envoy".
Wandering in a foreign land, and encountering the winter solstice, looking back at my hometown can only meet in a dream. Gradually rejoicing that Yiyang came back from the ground, but he took pity on the stinging insects and disappeared with the ice.
The arc is suspended, and the toast is late.
The winter solstice of the Ming Dynasty. There is alcohol and drunkenness.
Xie Yingfang's "Dotted Lips".
Don't hang up your bow and arrows, raise your glass to get in the mood for leisure. Tomorrow is the winter solstice, so let's indulge in wine.
After the winter solstice, the river is spring, and the car goes to Ma Qinhuaibin.
E'a Zhongshan Tower looks ancient, and the wings of the south are new.
Zhu Sheng, "Fu Plum Blossom and the First Moon Reward Wang Guyi Zhugong".
After the winter solstice, spring is ushered in on the river, with vehicles coming and going, and horses galloping on the banks of the Qinhuai River. The towering Zhongshan Tower is ancient and solemn, and the clothes and costumes in the south of the Yangtze River have a new look.
There are few new poems in the spring breeze, and the old dreams are deep in the night rain and green lights.
Today, Chaimen is the winter solstice, and the wild plum blossoms are alone and groaning.
Shao Hengzhen's "Solstice has been sent to Brother Nanjin".
In the spring breeze, there are few beautiful new poems, and in the night rain, the old dreams under the green lights are deeper. Today is the winter solstice again, and the wild plum blossoms outside the chaimen are still in full bloom, but they can only groan alone.
The winter solstice is coming again, and although the mouth is singing, the heart is sad.
Who can think about the flute, and call for the cup in the palm of his hand.
Wen Tianxiang "Hu Ji Song".
After the winter solstice, the days are getting longer, the weather is getting warmer, and spring is coming.
Although his mouth sang about the beauty of spring, his heart was full of sorrow.
Who can blow the melody of sorrow with the flute, so that I can forget my troubles, and I only wish to fill the glass of wine and drink it together.
Thousands of miles to the east come to the double carp, the decline of the man sad and happy children's book.
I heard that the winter solstice was in the head, and I thought that Kuanglu would divide the year.
Land tour "Xihe State".
The letter brought the news of my hometown, which was sent by my son, and I was filled with joy and sorrow in the twilight. I heard that he has passed Dashou Mountain, the winter solstice is coming, and it will be a new year after arriving in Kuanglu.
The winter solstice is the beginning of the sun, and the light of the Ding furnace is full of curtains.
The Five Elements are too subtle. It's hard to turn things upside down.
Zhang Lian's "Xijiang Moon".
During the winter solstice, the yang energy begins to sprout, and the light in the Ding furnace sprinkles the entire curtain. The creation of the five elements is too subtle, and the mysterious truth in it is difficult to understand.
After the winter solstice, the clouds are cloudy and snowy, and the north wind is blowing.
It's not the same as today, but it's all ancient and vulgar, and who is not the old and humble.
Liu Zhi "Send Lu Hu Cao Zhongmin".
After the winter solstice, the plum blossoms are waiting to be released, and people are full of anticipation.
The north wind was howling, the clouds were thick, and the sky was filled with snowflakes.
This is a Xi that has been practiced throughout the ages, and who can avoid growing old?
I was born on the winter solstice, and I was as young as yesterday.
At that time, my father and brother took off their knees on their birthdays.
Ten years of reading, gray hair promotes decay.
Looking ahead, only three brothers, and one after the other.
Su Shi's "Winter Solstice Day Gifting Festival".
How many winter solstices do you have to go through in this life, and when I think of what happened when I was a child, it is like it happened yesterday.
At that time, he was filial piety by his father's side and held a birthday banquet for him.
It's been 10 years, and now I have gray hair, which is really sad.
In the past, it was our third brother who was in charge of the family's affairs, but now we can rely on our younger brother Su Zhe.
On the Moth Mei Pavilion, the winter solstice is handed over today.
It has been reported that a yang is born, and it is better to snow and show Rui because of the time.
Li Zhiyi's "Rushing Mountain Stream".
Caught the winter solstice in the Momei Pavilion. As the sun begins to move, the weather becomes colder and the snow becomes more beautiful, coinciding with the winter solstice.
The soap carving is cold and alone, and the cloud shadow is indifferent.
The short day urges the winter solstice, and the long watch reports the night late.
Peng Ruli's "Small Drink, Second Curtain Long Obscurity".
The eagle flew alone, looking cold and lonely, and the cloud shadow was indifferent, without much change.
The daytime is getting shorter, urging the arrival of the winter solstice, and the long night is long, and the sound of the time is sounding.
The rivers and mountains have not changed, and the valley has become difficult to know.
The festival frightens the winter solstice, and the depression makes the guests sad.
Liu Yi's "Title Gui Chi Pavilion".
The mountains and rivers are still beautiful, but the changes in the valley are difficult to know.
The seasonal phenomena are surprising, and it is the winter solstice in a flash, and the scene of gloom is sad.
The clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger, and the winter solstice is one hundred and fifteen.
Since ancient times, it has been passed down to the present, Nanquan does not play salt official drums.
Shi Shanqing's "Five Songs".
The clouds follow the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, and one hundred and fifteen days have passed from the winter solstice to the cold eclipse.
This ancient legend continues to this day, and Nanquan does not beat the drum of the salt officer.
refers to the cold frequent jade, and the chest is cold and often covers the crisp.
Green taste winter solstice wine, red hug the night furnace.
Tang Geng's "Snow Will".
The weather is cold, keep rubbing your hands to keep warm, hugging your arms to resist the wind and cold, on the day of the winter solstice, tasting fine wine, and pouring yourself drinks around the small stove in the middle of the night.
The young man is more energetic, and he has nothing to do when he gets old.
The winter solstice is closed, and the days are long.
Chen Youyi, "Winter Solstice".
When you are young, you will be more energetic, and when you are old, you will be less sorrowful.
With the door closed for the winter solstice, the days get longer and the nights get shorter.
The red brocade floated to the maple tree and drunk, ** waste the chrysanthemum residue.
The old garden orange orange is noisy in spring, and the holy seat round soup is idle on the winter solstice.
Chen Yuanguang "Waiting for the Night Walker VII".
The red brocade floated in, the maple trees seemed to be drunk, and the chrysanthemums had withered, showing depression.
The oranges in the old garden grow in the cold winter, and on the day of the winter solstice, eating the round soup on the banquet is particularly leisurely.
The winter solstice frost is goodbye, and the flowers and birds are in love in spring.
Cui Riyong "Tang Yongchang".
At the time of the winter solstice, the frost is saying goodbye, and spring is coming, and the flowers and birds begin to grow and fly to their heart's content.
The wind is a little sharp in the evening, and the winter solstice is late.
The dream of the clouds sounded, and the fishing song was exciting.
Meng Haoran "Accompanying Prime Minister Zhang Cheng from Songzi Jiangdong Bozhu Palace".
In the evening, the wind gradually increases, and the winter solstice finally arrives.
The frost of the wax moon woke up the clouds in the dream, and the fishermen sang Chu Ci happily, which was very lively.
The winter solstice is swaggering, and the weather is cold.
Ape rock rain and snow, rabbit garden fall sycamore.
Gao Shi "Reward Suiyang Li Taishou".
At the winter solstice, the stars turn around, the weather is cold, and the rainbow disappears.
Apes scurry between rocks, rain and snow, and rabbits settle under sycamores.
The days and people are urging each other, and the winter solstice.
Yang Shengchun is here again.
Embroidery five lines add weak lines, blow six branches to move floating ash.
Du Fu "Xiao Zhi".
The time and personnel are urging each other day by day, the yang energy sprouts during the winter solstice, and spring is coming.
The embroidered woman added the ** of the five texts, and played the wind instrument to listen to the dry and wet changes of the climate.
The winter solstice is white, and the yin is condensed.
The waves of the cold river are frozen, and there is no flat ice for thousands of miles.
Meng Jiao's "Hanjiang Yin".
On the winter solstice, the weather gradually warmed up, but the waves on the cold river were frozen, and there was no smooth ice for thousands of miles.
The heart is not as discouraged as the fire in the furnace, and the snow on the sideburns is more than the frost on the bricks.
The Three Gorges South Bin City is the farthest, and the winter solstice night is long one year.
Bai Juyi's "Winter Solstice Night".
The heart is not as hot as the fire, and the sideburns are white, as if dyed with frost.
The Three Gorges Nanbin City, where it is located now, is the farthest place, and the night on the day of the winter solstice is also extraordinarily long.
In Handan, it is the winter solstice, and the shadow of the knee-hugging lamp is accompanied.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people who travel far away.
Bai Juyi's "Handan Winter Solstice Night Homesickness".
When I lived in Handan Inn, it was the Winter Solstice Festival, and I could only sit in front of the lamp with my knees crossed, accompanied by my own shadow.
Thinking that my relatives at home will be together late at night today, they should still be talking about me, a person who is away from home.
The north wind rises, and the snow fills the court.
After the winter solstice, everything is frozen and zero.
Yuan Zhen's "Book Difference".
The north wind blew slowly, and white snowflakes sprinkled all over the courtyard.
After the winter solstice, the ice withers everything.
The winter solstice is divided, and the spring must be diligent.
If you support this life, you will be like a person in the next life.
Ju Lun "Ode".
If you can get what you need to get by, you don't have to worry about your livelihood, you can go to the winter solstice with peace of mind, and work diligently when spring comes.
If life is still passable, there is no need to think about it, and you can still be as comfortable and comfortable as a person who has nothing to do in the next life.
The ice is not covered in spring, and the snow is sunny at the beginning of the winter solstice.
In order to report the robes, the harvest has been completed.
Yang Ning's "Snow Clearing".
Spring is coming, the ice has not yet melted, and the snow has just cleared during the winter solstice.
Perhaps as a token of gratitude to the monks, the harvest had come.
There is no reason to see the glamorous quality, and the cold is not amiable.
He can be the longest night, and he is a lone sleeper.
Bai Juyi's "Winter Solstice Night Huaixiang Spirit".
I have missed it for many years but I can't see each other, and on the night of the winter solstice, the quilt is so cold that I can't touch it.
How can you endure the longest cold night of the year, not to mention that you and I are lonely and insomniac.
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