Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom, a romantic snow, amazing time, gentle years.
The weather is cold, but it is full of poetry. Every word is meaning, and every step is a scene.
Qingshan Yuan is not old, and it is snow-white;Don't take time lightly, enjoy it with you, let us taste the beauty of snow together in poetry.
The beauty of the snow falling
"Qingping Le Painting Hall Morning Rise".
Tang] Li Bai. The painting hall gets up in the morning to report the snowflakes.
The high roller shutter looks at Jiarui, and the bright color is far from the maze.
The light is full of smoke, and the grass is cold and jade.
It should be the heavenly immortals who are drunk and crush the white clouds.
The winter snow is like an elf breaking into the mortal world, always coming like that, just to surprise you.
Winter is getting deeper, the snow is getting tighter, and in the cold wind, we are glad that the snow is coming.
If it happens to be snowing, you can be white-headed with the warm years;If the heavy snow does not come as scheduled, listen to a cold tune, taste a Tang poem and Song lyrics, eat a cup of refreshing spleen tea, and steal half a day of leisure.
The beauty of cold and arrogance
"Picking Mulberries and Plugging Snowflakes".
Qing] Nalan sexuality.
It is not a fetish to love a light appearance, and it is better to be in a cold place.
Don't have roots and shoots, not the rich flowers of the world.
Who can regret Xie Niang's farewell, wandering the world.
The cold moon is sad, and the west wind is thousands of miles away.
There are at least four kinds of scenery that people cannot miss in their life: flowers blooming, fireflies flying, leaves falling, and winter snow.
Snow, falling in the palm of the hand, cold and light;Snow falls on the earth, but it never takes root. We can't keep it, but it adorns the land and your heart.
Therefore, the world is so big and the snow scene is so beautiful, so go out and walk more while it's still early.
Listen to the beauty of the snow at night
"Night Snow".
Tang] Bai Juyi.
The pillow has been cold, and the window is bright again.
I know that the snow is heavy at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo.
Gao Lian, a literati in the late Ming Dynasty, said: "The flying snow has a sound, but it is the most elegant among the bamboos." The mountain window is cold on night, when listening to the snow sprinkled in the bamboo forest, the water is Xiaoxiao, even fluttering, the sound is leisurely, and I listen clearly. ”
Listening to the snow quietly, listening to the clarity of the heaven and earth, and listening to the purity of the inner world.
Treading the snow to find the beauty of plums
"Plum Blossoms".
Song] Wang Anshi.
There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone.
I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.
Plum blossoms, white as snow, grow in the corner of the wall but not inferior, so arrogant, so fragrant.
Let's take advantage of the cold to tread the snow and look for plums;Chant a poem and be at ease.
In the quiet years, may we be happy with the snow and calm with the time.
The beauty of frost and snow
"Green Pine".
Modern Times]**
Heavy snow presses down on the green pines, and the green pines are straight and straight.
You must know that the pine is high and clean, and stay until the snow melts.
In winter, it is not only plum blossoms that are frosty and proud of snow, but also green pines are also a must-have in the winter scene.
The green pine is high and clean, even if the snow is full of body, it is still straight and straight;The same should be true of life, maybe the days ahead are difficult, but please believe that the days ahead will get better and better.
The beauty of the cold and heart-warming of the year
"The Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow".
Tang] Liu Changqing.
The mountains are far away at dusk, and the white houses are poor in the cold weather.
Chaimen heard the dog barking, and returned to the people on a snowy night.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly heard the sound of a dog barking in the chaimen, and I guessed that someone had come back in the middle of the night in the snowstorm.
On such a long and cold winter night, when the distant person who returned at night stepped into the door wrapped in snowflakes, there was always a flickering candle waiting for him, how warm this warmth was!
The beauty of solitude and silence
"Jiang Xue".
Tang] Liu Zongyuan
Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.
Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.
If you have seen the vast land after snow, you will understand what magnificence is;If you walk through a deserted snowfield, you will understand what it means to be alone.
Spotlessly clean, silent, this is the color of snow, but also the peace of your heart and mine.
The beauty of free and open-minded
"Don't Dong Da".
Tang] Gao Shi. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight, the north wind blows geese and snow.
Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you.
Autumn goes to winter, people come and go, it is a common thing in the world.
Friends from afar, although there is a long time between us, but in the time of missing, I still want to say that I miss you deeply, whether you know it or not, I just hope that there is a smile in your eyes.
The beauty of watching the snow and missing it
Sauvignon Blanc
Qing] Nalan sexuality.
A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, and a trip to the side of Yuguan.
A thousand tent lights in the middle of the night.
The wind is more, the snow is more, and the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized.
There was no such sound in the old garden.
When the snow falls, the nights are shorter, and the thoughts are longer.
The farther away from home, the heavier the longing, and the hometown will always be the most concerned place in my heart.
I wish there was nothing at home, my parents were healthy, and my years were well!
Majestic beauty
"Spring Snow in Qinyuan".
Modern Times]**
The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.
Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, only reckless;
Up and down the river, suddenly lost and surging.
Mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, want to be higher than the heavenly public test.
It must be a sunny day, and look at the red dress, which is extraordinarily enchanting.
There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists.
Pity the Qin Emperor Han Wu, slightly lose the literary style;
Tang Zong and Song Zu, slightly inferior**.
A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle.
The past, the number of romantic figures, but also look at the present.
In the eyes of ***, snow is exciting, atmospheric, and full of fighting spirit.
Those hurdles in life that can't be overcome, those things that can't be forgotten, in the end, are just "the past".
We are ready to wait in winter, endure the ice, snow, wind and frost, realize the tenacity and tenacity of life, and only wait for the spring to bloom with the grass and flowers.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, one season and one scene. We have smelled the fragrance of flowers, seen the spark fireflies in summer, and picked up the golden leaves in autumn. Now, it's snowy again.
It's cold, but there's always sunshineAlthough the earth is white, there is always the fragrance of flowers. Someone who is worried about the journey, will not get lost;Someone cares for the years, and will not be alone;Someone blesses the winter, it will not be cold. This winter, may we meet with beauty and be accompanied by the warmth of the years.
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