Ancient poems about winter solstice beautiful poems about winter solstice

Winter solstice is one of our 24 solar terms in winter. I believe many people know this solar term. Our traditional culture has a long history, and there are many ancient poems describing the winter solstice, all of which are beautiful. So, today, let's learn the story of winter solstice with Bian Xiao.

Ancient poems about winter solstice

The following are 10 beautiful ancient poems describing the winter solstice:

Ash Ketchum

The days and people change rapidly every day, and then it's the solstice of winter. After the solstice of winter, the weather gets warmer and spring comes back.

Because of the long time, the female embroidery worker can embroider several colorful silk threads, and the torch car has flown over the customs.

The river bank seems to be waiting for the last month to pass, so that the willows can stretch out their branches and take out new buds, and the mountains can break through the cold and let the plum blossoms bloom.

Although I am in a foreign land, the scenery here is no different from my hometown. Let the children pour a drink.

Winter Solstice

Year after year, I was a guest, and suddenly I was miserable and killed.

Jiang described me as a lonely old man, and the local customs on the horizon are self-dating.

After the snow, Chen Zi came to Dan River, and Yu Chao came to disperse Chen Zi.

At this time, my heart is unarmed and I can't see the lost Sanqin.

Winter Solstice

The bell should be driven by good wind, yin and yang will rise and Shu will return.

Sunflower shadows will grow towards the sun, and plum blossoms will bloom in the slight cold.

Ba Shen shows the age of one day and the age of one year, and six test tubes fly around with fine ash.

There are willows on the shore, but they are uneven and want to bring spring.

I miss my family at night from winter to Sunday in Handan.

On the solstice of winter in Handan, I snuggled up in front of the lamp.

Sitting at home late at night, talking about people who travel far away.

Winter Solstice in Xinyi

Xiao Shurui, Leng Ying's first day back. Luo Xincheng, who will follow his footsteps?

The windows are cold and shallow, and the roads are all added with a line. Candles must swim, copper pots have been reduced. It was brought up last night.

A suggestion for my friend Liu.

There is a trace of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the quiet stove.

Dusk and snow are coming. How about a glass of wine?

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The winter solstice and the morning of the next day are long, away from Luoyang, and build the South Temple.

What does white robe mean? Jingu bronze camel is not my hometown.

Before Meihua realized it, Di Calyx never looked at each other again.

Extreme sadness was inspired by poetry and turned into chanting and desolation.

This is the most important thing.

At dawn, the streets are filled with smoke, and famous newspapers come to celebrate winter.

Embroidered curtains don't roll when they are turbid, and they laugh calmly.

Ma Zhen's winter solstice is calm.

On the solstice of winter, I met a Beijing envoy to see my brother off.

At the beginning of the letter, I took a pair of carp and met a Yang Sheng in my hometown.

Did you respect your family and your country before, but only remember your brothers below?

In the evening, the hotel worried about Jiang's cold, but at dusk, Jiang's cold made him feel relaxed.

The bamboo door wind is still melancholy, and it is suspected that it is the sound of loose windows and flying snow.

The first snow on the winter night of solstice

Constantly circulating, the cathode revives Yang.

The new snow is exquisite and white, and the cold branches are solitary and yellow.

My chest is like running water, and heaven is from Wang Yang.

Don't waste your time hating, tonight is the longest dream.