Poetry about love in autumn and winter 1. Love poems in winter.
There is no reason to look at beauty, and it is cold and unfriendly.
What is the longest night? Everyone sleeps alone. "Winter Solstice Day and Night and Xiangling" Bai Juyi is easy to worry about, and the night is too long.
The wind blows snow like a flower and the moon shines like a mirror. "Winter Night is Things" Lu Wen's voice of insects makes him miss autumn in winter, so he can't understand people's sadness.
I am an old man who is not afraid to listen. A teenager should not listen to Bai Juntou. "Smelling Insects on a Winter Night" Bai Juyi went to Pingming Village Bridge, and it snowed in Meixi.
The days are short, the weather is cold, and Chushan is infinitely far away. When Jia Dao went to sleep, the wine in the cold stove was half exhausted, and his homesickness was far away.
No one sharpened my sword for me to cut off an inch of sorrow. "Winter Night" in Weizhuang, Huaiyang, the sick couple courted, and the guest sleeves invaded the frosted candle tray.
The snow on the steps is like a bunch of white pears. Who will be on the fence next year? "Drinking on Early Winter Night" Du Ting leans against the savage window, and the river drips.
This is where the frost and wind separate, and the cold seagulls start in pairs. "Winter Willow" Lu Guimeng's love poem is about the solstice of winter, which is very cold. The lovely person is the sun in winter, and the cold is nothing in front of love, snuggling up with him and being warm. Love poems about winter solstice: 1, the warm sunshine in autumn is not as gentle as dandelion wings.
Beginning of winter will arrive as scheduled tomorrow, and a snowstorm has hit the north. The depth of winter is unfathomable. I want to be Jinsong for the first time. I am very strong and proud in the destroyer Xuefeng.
"Winter Pain" Author: Xiao Shanchun 2, last night, it was freezing and drizzling. Feng Xiao Linhai osteoclasts are cold.
Another year, until Bai Yang got drunk. It's sad to be cold and hot, bitter and idle.
How difficult it is to find a boat and tread the waves. Dare to be proud of Mei until death do us part.
Waves of sand hurt winter 3. The north wind is thin and separated by three rivers, and the leaves are full of frost and the moon is full of frost. Autumn sounds are fading away, and winter colors are coming across the window.
Thin shadows of plum blossoms, loose snow falling, and low clouds at dusk. Dye dark fragrance.
Dimfragrance, Dimfragrance, wrong place. One day, one water.
Looking at it, I can't see through it, full of vicissitudes. Only the shadow is empty, where is the word bleak? Add wine to your heart, drink with tears in your eyes, and get drunk.
Biography of Plum Blossoms Injured in Winter in Jiangcheng Author: Love Rain Flower 4. Autumn wind, autumn leaves, autumn night and autumn meaning endow autumn, as well as plum in winter, snow in winter and spirit in winter. Hurt, hurt, hurt, thoughts full of hurt, tears streaming down her face.
Tears in Autumn and Winter Author: Love tears and want to rain 5. In winter in the north, the face is blown by the strong wind, and the ground is lonely and drunk, tired and sleeping soundly. "Winter in the North" Author: Yang Luo 6, winter in the north, early in the morning, there are birds in ignorance.
The old man trumpeted the dust. In the glitz and rendering, the dusk under the street lamp.
"Northern Remnant Winter" Author: Yang Luo 7, sandstorm blowing, freezing rain falling, winter melody who carries my acacia? Look at this lamp. I was baking alone on the fire, and the white curtain fell slightly. That is a kind of infatuated sorrow. "Winter's Sorrow" Author: Dream Man 8. This winter, I regard you as my favorite girl. I bloom my attachment in the snowflake, but you are unhappy and sad.
If there are no flowers this winter, there will be no love and no childhood feelings. How can fireworks ring all over the sky after the rain? I am tired. I'm hurt.
Trembling hands, head down in my arms, riding around sadly. Running all over the sky with sadness in winter 9. Drinking the north wind in cold weather makes you feel lonely and frozen.
My eyes are looking forward to wearing plum blossoms, and the winter solstice in jiaozi becomes a dream. "Solstice of Winter" Author: Niu Hongliang 10, the cold wind is rustling and laughing, my eyes are sour and my tears are noisy.
On the solstice of winter, there is no jiaozi for fools, and tears are delicious food. "Solstice of Winter" Author: Niu Hongliang 1 1, the desolation of winter has penetrated into the bone marrow of the season.
You put out the peach blossom of fate in your heart, and your home on paper was abandoned by a rain.
So many wonderful days have passed. We never thought it would be so easy to pick it up.
"Winter, Sadness with a Sigh" by Zhang Shidong 12, gorgeous without reason, cold and unfriendly. What is the longest night? Everyone sleeps alone.
"Winter Solstice Day and Night and Xiangling" Bai Juyi 13, lying on your back when you are worried, the night is long. The wind blows snow like a flower and the moon shines like a mirror.
"Winter night is a thing" Lu Wen 14, the sound of Cordyceps sinensis suffers from autumn, and people's sorrow is difficult to understand. I am an old man who is not afraid to listen. A teenager should not listen to Bai Juntou.
"Smelling Insects in Winter Night" Bai Juyi 15, Pingming to Cunqiao, Meixi snowing. The days are short, the weather is cold, and Chushan is infinitely far away.
Send someone on a Winter Night, Jia Dao 16. The wine in the cold stove is half asleep, and the homesickness is far away. No one sharpened my sword for me to cut off an inch of sorrow.
"Winter Night" Wei Zhuang 17, the sick couple in Huaiyang courted, and the guest sleeves invaded the frosted candle tray. The snow on the steps is like a bunch of white pears. Who will be on the fence next year?
"Drinking in the Early Winter Night" Du Mu 18, Liu Ting leans against the savage window, and the broken strip is next to Xiaojiang. This is where the frost and wind separate, and the cold seagulls start in pairs.
"Winter Willow" Lu Guimeng 19, the old man's clothes are narrow and dark. Fishing boats are in a hurry, and fire is hunting in Gao Lin.
Every day, I get drunk and worry about Fu Liang. The war has not stopped, so what is the source?
"Early Winter" Du Fu 20, "Winter is Deep (this work)" Du Fu's flowers and leaves are in line with God's will, rivers and streams are Shi Gen, and the poem "Love Poetry from Winter to the Sun". The morning glow follows the shadow, and the cold water follows the trace.
Yang Zhu is prone to tears, but Chu's soul is hard to suck. The wind and waves are unstable at dusk. Who will stay?
2 1, since the princess came out, the mirror has been dark. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?
-Xu Gan's "Thinking about the Room" 22. Repeated tears seal, life is only difficult to die. -Wen "The Recent Flower" 23. I know that this love will not have any results, but it can comfort my soul! .
-Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs' 24. Holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless. -Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling" This is the sorrow that all mankind must know. A poor couple is sad for everything.
-Yuan Zhen's "Three Sorrow Poems" 25. This time I leave you, it is the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. -Zheng Chouyu's "Farewell" 26. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever.
-Yuan Zhen's "Four Poems of Thinking from Yourself" 27. Say that we are willing to fly in the sky, two birds will become one, grow together on the ground, and one tree will have two branches ...-Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" 28. I wish I were as bright as the stars and the moon every night.
-Fan Chengda's "Cars in the Distance" 29. Fish Shen Yan traveled all over the world. He believed that the world was separated. -Dai Shulun's Acacia 30. There is a kind of beauty that I don't forget. If I don't see it for a day, I think it's crazy.
-Anonymous "Huang. Qin Ge "3 1, the belt is getting wider and wider, I don't regret it, because Iraq makes people haggard. -Liu Yong "Wu Fengqi" 32, an inch of acacia, there is no arrangement in the world.
-Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian" 33. Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint.
-Liu Yong.
2. Complete poems about winter love
Winter is the season of silence. Grandpa always sits alone on the wall in winter, silent. The sun caressed his face as old as walnut with gentle hands, and caressed his beloved child like a kind mother. Winter is the season of falling snow, and snowflakes swirl like mysterious white butterflies from distant heaven. My grandfather told the story of his childhood on a quiet snowy night. He is as happy as a child, and his heart is full of infinite warmth, just like us. On a sad day, I suddenly remembered the spring outing. In fact, no one knows what grandpa is thinking in winter, but his story tells me that he has been far away from his childhood and hometown ... {[CSC: Pagelist]} Miss Winter Jiang actually had a beautiful winter. The Woods are clean and simple, and the sun is everywhere. The figure of children playing in front of the mountain and behind it is also reminiscent of the long loofah figure under the rattan frame. The dozing old man forgot to set up a sentry in the sun. At this moment, you dive into the inland river to catch the sadness on the beating waves, while my riverbed is dry and cracked, and the bell goes deep into the blood of his ancestors to play the morning dew. Lotus leaves are fresh and stretch in the wind. Actually, winter is beautiful. Nature takes off her coat to reveal her naked soul, and the bone marrow lurking in winter can hear the sound of early spring. Silent winter is as cold as a patient who has lost his memory.
Still cold, quiet and expressionless, winter is as pure as a white swan in the online game world. Its carefree and wild nature makes sparrows start from dead branches and get into warm clothes. Cold loneliness is another landscape of life. Fortunately, in such a calm season, the wind is full of homesickness and tears begin to crystallize. Winter always reminds people of something, or misses something. The fire is burning, and I always think I can burn out some past events.
Many things need us to warm up. Actually, love and life will calm down day by day. Winter is a snowflake. Let me learn to be grateful.
Thank the breeze for bringing another kind of beauty to my life and gently awakening my sleeping soul. In winter in the south, what remains in the rural areas in the south after autumn is the scar scraped by the sickle. Maybe when the spring breeze calls next year, our lives will still be the same. Scarecrow prone on the ground, is purely organized and undisciplined. Past eyes can't sweep away inner emptiness and anxiety. They are getting old and are the most corrupt in the wind and rain. There is no need to talk about health and achievement. Perhaps it is such a corner that makes you feel bright and dazzling, stubborn and contrary to the season, but it still ignites your inner weakness. Hope is as strong as a piece of paper flying in front of your eyes. Maybe it doesn't mean anything, but it shows a depressed rural scene at most, but it gives many people life and hope.
3. Complete works of autumn love poems
Autumn heart
Autumn heart
Autumn mood
Like a pair of flying wings
Let the pleasant feeling fly
The sky is higher and bluer.
In the wider sky, I don't hesitate.
Downwind direction
forward
Free walk
Butterflies in the wind
Butterflies in the wind
Lost the bright red rose
In the autumn of confetti and gold fans
be bright in the eye
Always thought
Fallen leaves are your other half.
Fly with fallen leaves
Withered by fallen leaves
Throw the past in the autumn rain and cry.
Throw the past in the autumn rain
Wandering shoes are used to crying.
advance
Will get lost in the fallen leaves
weaken
Summer is still a secret that cannot be opened.
Ask you, ask yourself?
On a starry night,
And the moon with you.
In the autumn wind blowing season
Is there still a sweet candy worth remembering?
Maple leaves in the afternoon
The sunshine in late autumn
hemorrhagic
incarnate
Maple leaves in the afternoon
Put this waste heat
Put it in the envelope.
Send it to a colder night.
The last fairy tale
I am a piece.
Leaves that have just lost hope
Be on cloud nine, want to realize
Last wish
Is to lie on the road you pass.
Let go of your steps.
In this difficult city
Give you one last touching touch.
4. Ancient poems describing autumn love
1, last night's circle is not tonight's circle, but it is suspected that the circle has been reduced. -Li Jianshu
2. During the day, it is as cool as water at night, lying and watching morning glory and Vega. Don Mutu
3, dew is cold, frost is cold. wang luobin
4, the far shore is white in autumn, and the mountain is red in the evening. Poems about autumn sadness. -Tang Du Fu
5, sentimental words, frequently make osmanthus empty. -Zhang Jiuling
6, know that thousands of miles away, there is no rain and no wind. -Li Qiao
7, rustling trees flow out of the forest, and there is a sunset in the autumn mountain. -Song Kou Zhun
8. The color of rain in Qiu Lai is cold, and the wind is cool and clear. —— Tang Libai
9, twelve degrees a year, how many hours can you take? -Li Jianshu
10, the autumn moon is still full at night, and Jiangcun is alone. -Du Fu
5. Poems describing autumn love
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Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste. Love misses SMS.
Li Bai, an autumn wind poem
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates;
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know. Notes for Friends in the North on a Rainy Night Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When will I go back, I will watch snuff at the west window, face to face, and the smell of evening rain.
Li Shangyin traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn.
Lotus leaves hate life in spring when they are born, and hate life in autumn when they are dry. I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.
Liu Yong Yulinling
Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
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6. Love poems about winter
There is no reason to look at beauty, and it is cold and unfriendly.
What is the longest night? Everyone sleeps alone. "Winter Solstice Day and Night and Xiangling" Bai Juyi is easy to worry about, and the night is too long.
The wind blows snow like a flower and the moon shines like a mirror. "Winter Night is Things" Lv Wen's insects are singing in winter and thinking about autumn, and he is puzzled by people's sadness.
I am an old man who is not afraid to listen. A teenager should not listen to Bai Juntou. "Smelling Insects on a Winter Night" Bai Juyi went to Pingming Village Bridge, and it snowed in Meixi.
The days are short, the weather is cold, and Chushan is infinitely far away. When Jia Dao went to sleep, the wine in the cold stove was half exhausted, and his homesickness was far away.
No one sharpened my sword for me to cut off an inch of sorrow. "Winter Night" in Weizhuang, Huaiyang, the sick couple courted, and the guest sleeves invaded the frosted candle tray.
The snow on the steps is like a bunch of white pears. Who will be on the fence next year? "Drinking on Early Winter Night" Du Ting leans against the savage window, and the river drips.
This is where the frost and wind separate, and the cold seagulls start in pairs. "Winter Willow" Lu Guimeng.
7. Autumn love poems
1, cold and sad, Changting was late, and the shower began to rest. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. -Song: Liu Yong's "Yulin Chills"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: cicadas after autumn are so sad and urgent. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start. Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.
2, Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and it rained at night in Qiuchi. When will I go back, I will watch snuff at the west window, face to face, and the smell of evening rain. -Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's Short Message to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: When you ask me when I will return, it's hard to tell. It rained cats and dogs all night in Bashan, and the autumn pool was full. When to go home, cut out the candles in the west window and tell them face to face. What's the smell of late rain?
3. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other. -Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Poems"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: the autumn wind is deserted, and the autumn moon is clear. When the leaves in the wind gather and disperse, the western Western jackdaw has already inhabited and was awakened by the bright moon. I am looking forward to meeting you again, but I don't know when. At this time, on such a night, the dream of lovesickness is hard to come true.
4, autumn wind is born, people are sad to leave. At the moment when he was driven away, he faced each other with tears in his eyes and wanted to say something to each other, but he cried before he opened his mouth. -Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao's Old Hatred
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In the bleak autumn wind and bleak season, a couple who love each other are forced by life and have to say goodbye with bitterness. At this heartbreaking moment, the eyes of both of them were filled with tears. They looked at each other and wanted to say something to each other, but they cried before they opened their mouths.
5, autumn grass grows older on strangers, and the sun sets in the building every day. The top of a building; Deng Wang Lou; Far away, boundless water. Where are the people who want to get back on the road? Acacia words are not censored, so why bother to write them on letters? It takes a thousand lines of tears. -Song: Yan's "Partridge Days, Drunk Shooting Spring Shirts and Cherishing Old Fragrance"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: autumn grass grows older on the road, and sunset enters the building every day. Look up at the building; The top of a building; Deng Wang Lou; Far away, boundless water. Where is the way to recruit people? There is nothing to complain about the words of lovesickness, so why write them on stationery? It takes a thousand tears.
8. Poems describing autumn love
Selected love poems in autumn: on rainy nights, I wrote to my northern friend Li Shangyin to ask about the date of return, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening.
When will I go back, I will watch snuff at the west window, face to face, and the smell of evening rain. Li Shangyin, who traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn, hated being born in the spring when lotus leaves were born, and in the autumn when lotus leaves were withered.
I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou. Liu Yong felt cold and sad.
The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. I met Yu and went to the west wing without saying a word. The moon was like a hook.
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow.
It's not just the general taste. Miss Love SMS autumn wind words Li Bai autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright, leaves gather and disperse, and western Western jackdaw is surprised again.
It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter. Looking back, I am lovesick and infinite. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him.
9. Complete love poems in autumn
Notes for Friends in the North on a Rainy Night Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When will I go back, I will watch snuff at the west window, face to face, and the smell of evening rain.
Li Shangyin traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn.
Lotus leaves hate life in spring when they are born, and hate life in autumn when they are dry. I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.
Liu Yong Yulinling
Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
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Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. The in the mind is not the general taste.
Li Bai, an autumn wind poem
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates;
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know.
Zhang Sui County, Qian Qiu
Count the thrushes. Also report to Fang Fei. Cherish the spring and break the red. The rain is small and the wind is fierce, and the plum blossoms are green. Yongfeng willow,
Nobody flies all day.
Don't fiddle with the strings. Bitter to say. The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
The night has passed and the east window is not white.
Su Muzhe (Song Fan Zhongyan)
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves.
The mountains reflect the sun, the sky meets the water, the grass is ruthless, and it is beyond the sun.
Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep.
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
Jane yimei and Li Qingzhao
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.