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When the teenager is reading, the big cold wind and the intention are already spring, and the end of the year knows the cold of the year, and the reunion of the spring jubilee
The seasons change, the calendar flips, and inadvertently it has reached a great cold. May the world be not cold, the warmth always accompany, all things go well, and joy and happiness be long.
Wait for a snow to stop, wait for a flower to bloom.
As long as there is a high hope,
Cold is spring.
"The Great Cold"
Text/Hlove Wang Yahui
This is the last solar term of the year
The weather forecast is that there will be one last heavy snow this year
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The word "final"
It's a joy
It means changing tracks right away
——Spring is about to take place on stage
The white snow will be affixed with green stubble
As soon as the spring breeze blows, the river is crisp
Twisting his waist in a flattering manner
When the flock of geese passes by, they will not hesitate to flap their wings and applaud
Deep love wine heart warm, the end of the year and cold, red furnace warm wine, and wait for spring to come.
Big Cold,
The last stop of the twenty-four solar cycles,
The next stop is spring!
"Cold Plum"
Text/Season of Light Death
The flower note is a long way to lameichu, and the courtyard window sill is sparse.
Just wait for the snow to come and hang jade, and write poetry books in a cold color.
- Finally I followed the aurora out of this winter night - it was you who came to me again
The great cold solstice, the year is approaching, waiting for the return of the deceased
The cold is the new year's pass, and we return to our hometown to reunite
"Spring is Calling"
Text/Han Xing
Dew white
Cold
Plum blossoms float dark incense
Peach blossoms blushed
Rose is missing
The month is in Zhangwang
Off people
Where
Wind
All the way in the joy
Taste of the year
Thicker than the next
Year off
At a stone's throw
The great cold has arrived
Spring is calling
Written on the evening of January 18, 2022
At the end of the year, the great cold has arrived,
The Spring Festival is not far away, on the most severe cold days,
Hope for joy and goodness, and peace and happiness.
【Group poems】Text/People-oriented
"Willow Color Grows Stronger"
March 9 season
The sun was still warm
Weeping willows by the wind
The remaining leaves have not yet faded
Soft branches are bathed in brilliance
But it has quietly yellowed
The willow color is getting thicker
Willow eyes newly oblique
Willow is just beginning to sprout
It was as if it only took a hint of wind
You can wake up the spring
The great cold is coming, and the winter will be over,
In the few gentleness of winter,
Listen to the snow fall and wait for the flowers to bloom.
"A Wang Qinghui"
Snow in the weather forecast
Still stumbling on the road
Howling wind
A burst of tightness passed
Like a day without end
When the hustle and bustle of the day
Return to silence
The silence of the night is like a valley
It's like an all-encompassing hometown
Ripple on the willow branches
A Wang Qinghui
Like a mother's kind gaze
Stopped the sound of the wind
Hugged the country sounds
In the increasingly fragrant fireworks
Keep watch over the waxing moon
Light up the fire of love
Let love shine
Eternity on a blue night
Spring aquatic life in the depths of the ice,
After the great cold, another year,
May the mountains and rivers be unharmed, and look forward to the warm blossoms of spring.
Queqiao Immortal text/Bodhi Tree
The rain outside the curtain is raining, and the spring is beautiful.
The day before the walking court was still early, and Hao wrist supported the jade hairpin.
The branches of the birds chirp, and the willows are green and red.
The wind flutters and flies, and the soft bed is thin.
Man this life
There are very few things to choose from
There is no way to choose how to be born
There is no way to choose how to die
We can choose
There are only two things
How to love in this life
How to live in this life
—— Wang Xiaobo
《Today's Cold》
Text/Wan Muqing
Heaven changes and people change
The world is changing
As long as the heart does not change
Go ahead
There is no hardship that cannot be overcome
Dare to start from scratch
Step on the crumbling of the circle
Afraid of what is ruthless and cold
Fear of what has ice and cold
Today's great cold season is coming
It is only the last trump card of Dong Wei
No matter how you turn it
Nor can it turn over the Spring Festival
Just stand in front
The wine is self-contained, and the golden furnace beast is warm
The cold should be close to the fire, and nothing should be opened
Winter and spring alternate, and the stars and moons survive
The Ming Dynasty changed the new law, and MeiLiu waited for YangChun
- Yuan Shu
"Wax Moon Walking Song"
Text/Single Sword
Waxing moon is a unique title for farmers
The months of late winter and early spring
It's what farmers like to talk about
The warmest folk tone
Entered the Moon Gate
It means lunar new year
The annual inauguration has begun
After the eighth year is the year
The footsteps of the Spring Festival are approaching day by day
So, busy years
He became a farmer
Follow through the ages
Stand on the calendar of the Waxing Moon
I like to hear the news from the Waxing Moon
Because the waxing moon is a big vessel
It carries many fathers and fellow countrymen
Expectation and confidence
To accommodate the next generation of peasant families
Legacy and responsibility
The Waxing Moon is rich and desirable
It puts every day on the calendar
All filled so dignified and deep
It's the Wax moon
Bring winter and spring
Old and new
Sugar gourd-like strung together
Give the last watch of a year
Draw a perfect retention
"Thirty years for one lifetime
The setting sun broke through the reef
Between the world of life
At the legendary sunset
Set up a bottle of plum wine
Cross a hurdle
In a stack where yin and yang intersect
Wait there
Wait a minute
My letter
Continue on your way back
The vines are paved into a bird
Look at a window
A door
Flew away to the winter moon
If there is anything in my heart, I have any worries
You are like me
Forget it
Never looked back."
【Heavy Snow, Winter Feast】 (Group poems)
Text/Million strengthened
I. "Tonight, the snow is like cotton"
Overwhelmed, heaven
Sprinkle holy cotton
Covered with earthly mediocrity and mundaneity
The elves under the silver man are in the heavens and the earth
Open one imaginary lintel after another
For example, a warehouse full of silver coins
For example, a group of girls running with silver jewelry on their heads
For example, Prince Charming seeks out his Snow White
Another example is on the moon
The little boat that carried the world of two people
……
Endless stories of reverie
Release the tender romance lyricism
And I'm more looking forward to the cotton I plant
Like a song like a wave, the waves are raging
Dream like a cloud like the wind
It is cold, and the cotton coat with the corner of the needle can be taken
Ground cool, can wear a thousand layers of cotton shoes
Don't say romantic, only emotional
If, winter lasts forever
Cotton is more than just a mother
A silk thread that is often twisted in the hand
The great cold has arrived, and the spring is approaching,
Year-end chapter, on this cycle,
Spring can be expected, and the splendor is just around the corner.
2. "The Snow Keeps Falling"
The snow kept falling
From morning to dusk
One day, it was so white
A heart, really quiet
God is more diligent than mankind
Always grinding a hard piece of jade
Otherwise, this jade shavings
How is it still falling
"Want to be poor"
I have draped my plain clothes outside the window
Clean earthly
Kill the extra colors
Resolute, cruel, cold...
I'm so lucky, I'm a bystander
Hiding in the cage and secretly rejoicing
The outside world, nothing
Against the breeding of my distractions
The budding of spring cheers me on
The purity of the fetish is superfluous
I waited patiently
Thousands of purples and thousands of reds
The great cold is the end of the sweltering cold,
It's also a new beginning.
May you and I live every festival,
Wander through the scenery of the four seasons.
3. "First Snow, Fresh Cold"
Snowflakes, sprinkled with silver
Butterfly dance wilderness silhouette of plain makeup
Winter in the north
A blemish of a piece of jade is carved in a cluster
The view is already vast
Euphemistic pain swept over the cold of the sudden fall
The mountains are mixed and the fields are blank
Outside the chai gate, the remoteness of Liaoyuan was stretched
The tedious handling disappeared
Warehousing has long ceased to worry about the winter
Only the jackdaws greeted the wind and suppressed the sound of husky snow
The sky was low. Low hanging
There are also slight green clouds on pine needles
The stars rise and fall, and the morning and twilight follow
Dreaming, a real and strange fall
Knead the wilderness into a perfect state of mind
Time flies,
The twenty-four solar terms have come to the last stop,
Waiting for the arrival of Li Chun,
Start a new year.
IV. "Snow Falls on the Heart"
Twilight, a snow
I am waiting for a dream
Lin Hai breathing, bathing in silver wool
Aoyama Fashionable Voice
That drunken autumn deep
I am wheezing with a cough and end
A lifetime of glorious tracks
The snow is really big, and God is also great
Paper money is all over the place, can it be filled
The harshness of a winter
The sea, ah, the sea
Stars, ah, stars
In the dead of night, cold pen marks
Another season
Shantideva is lonely
Today is cold, the weather is cold,
May the king not be stained with wind and frost,
Cherish morning and evening, and be more generous.
From spring to winter, it naturally matures at four o'clock.
Unconsciously,
It's come to the end of a year,
May those who read be well,
Where the heart goes, all the way fragrant.
V. "The Sound of Snow"
Winter nights, endless silhouettes
Tired people have long dreamed of snow
Outside the mountain, the wind was waving and scattering the souls
The sound of snow is the robe of the summoner
The wood gate is miserable, and the oka phosphorus fire
It's not that I'm scared
A snowclap
How many cloudy extraordinary toads are needed
Calling the wind and rain, night after day
The strategy of starlight illusion
Screaming shouts, but
The creeping of the heavens
Or a hurried prayer
Distant stars
Wanton will be a sea of snow
Pile up Qiong Yao, ice bath silver
And before the sky fell
Why not first wreak havoc on qionghua jade
Ignite with spring wind and rain
How much can be omitted
Heavy pen and ink...
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Author | Original poetry | Hlove Wang Yahui / A Season of Light Death / Han Xing / People-Oriented / Bodhi Tree / Wan Muqing / Shan Baojian / Wan Jian (in addition to poetry ◎ Quotes Some sentences are derived from the signature and unnamed source of the invasion and deletion Thanks to the American masterpiece)
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