Ancient poems about the beginning of winter. Appreciation of the most beautiful poems about the beginning of winter

What are some ancient poems about the Beginning of Winter? In ancient times, the Beginning of Winter was an important festival, and many literati and poets chanted about this solar term. Next, let’s enjoy it together.

Selected ancient poems about the beginning of winter

"Beginning of Winter" Tang Dynasty/Li Bai

I am too lazy to write new poems with my frozen pen, so I keep the wine warm in the cold stove.
Drunk, I look at the ink-black flowers and the white moon, and I seem to think the village in front is covered with snow.

"Beginning of Winter" Ming Dynasty/Wang Zhideng

The autumn wind blows away all the branches in the old courtyard, and the yellow leaves and red maple leaves pass by the guest.
A little Zen lamp and a half moon, tonight is colder than last night.

"The Sorrowful Man" by Lu Zhaolin, Tang Dynasty

In spring, all things are bustling, and we feel grateful for their life and mourn their death. In summer, all the grass grows thick and dense. When you see its flourishing, you know that it will wither.
In autumn, severe frost falls, and those who are worried are unhappy. In winter, the yin energy accumulates, and those with sad faces are rarely happy.

"Written on a Boat at the Beginning of Winter Night" by Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty

People grow older with age, and the cold grows with the rain. See the woodcutters' fire on the top of the mountain and the fishing lights under the water.

The waves are layered like thousands, but the sand has few edges. If you want to return to Mount Emei, you must wait until dawn.

"The Frost on the Day Before the Beginning of Winter and the Chrysanthemums" by Qian Shi, Song Dynasty

Last night the frost chilled my quilt, and the steps were covered with red leaves.
The west wind has swept away all the gardens, only the yellow flowers remain worthy of autumn.