In daily life, everyone must be familiar with all kinds of poems. Poems can make people naturally touched by language. What kind of poetry is a good poetry? The following are the ten most beautiful poems about the Beginning of Winter that I have carefully compiled. I hope it will be helpful to everyone.

The day before the beginning of winter in Yanyu Pavilion

Ge Shaoti of Song Dynasty

Chrysanthemums are planted after the Double Ninth Festival, and the autumn colors are still lingering with frost.

Don’t say that the wind will blow tomorrow, and people from all over the world will miss their homes.

Chanting in the Field at the Beginning of Winter

Shi Wenjue of the Song Dynasty

Chanting is not afraid of the distance, and the scenery is worth copying.

The sky and water are clear, and the air of autumn and winter begins to merge.

Drinking from the rainbow eliminates the song of the sea, and the wild geese go down to the pond.

Going back must take advantage of the moon, and knock on the pine door at night.

"Writing in a Boat on the Beginning of Winter Night"

Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty

People get older year by year, and the coldness increases with the rain.

You can see woodcutter fires on the top of the mountain, and fishing lanterns at the bottom of the water.

There are thousands of wave shadows, and there are only a few edges in the sand marks.

If you want to return to Mount Emei, you have to wait until the morning comes.

Wind and rain after the beginning of winter

Liu Chang of the Song Dynasty

The cold rain is about to turn into snow, and the high wind is driving the clouds.

The stream of light follows Gong Gong, and the blows of crickets are numerous.

Heaven and earth have been closed since then, and metal and stone have always been burned.

I am jealous of Diao Ning alone, and I want to divide the four seasons equally.

Written after the Beginning of Winter

Geng of the Song Dynasty and Tang Dynasty

I have nothing left to think about, so I keep the old books in my remaining years.

The windows are patched in the cold weather first, and the garden is hoeed in the early spring.

The border is full of suspicious letters, and the mail has been missing for a long time.

Visitors from the north and south always ask how they are doing.

The Beginning of Winter

Liu Yi of the Qing Dynasty

I feel worried about the withered trees, and the depressed scenery enters my eyes.

There are only three months in a year, and the four seasons are startling and autumn is coming.

The frost and snow are majestic in response to national humiliation, and the colorless mountains and rivers are also shameful.

The poor man is anxious for the sun to come back, and the news is that plum blossoms are blooming at the top of the mountain.