Poems about Xiaohan 2017 Recommended classic poems about Xiaohan

The Minor Cold of 2017 is coming soon, which marks that we are entering the coldest days of the year. Next, let’s appreciate some poems related to Xiaohan.

Classic collection of beautiful poems about Xiaohan

Drinking Alone in the Garden
Lu You (Song Dynasty)
The horizontal woods are swaying with the fallen leaves, and the deep courtyard is desolate as if it were a little cold.
The autumn air is already rising and it is very pleasant, but as I grow old I am filled with sentimentality and find myself unhappy.
The spots on a deer's body are still light when it first leaves its mother, and the taste of an orange is still sour after frost.
A small drink is enough to make you happy, why should you take off your pendants and wear a shabby hat?
Dou Yuan's Five Quatrains Before and After Being Drunk

Chen Yuyi (Song Dynasty)
The east wind brings rain and the Lesser Cold comes, the willow flowers fly in the evening.
From now on, the guest has nothing to hate, as there are the sounds of orioles in Dou's garden.
Written on a boat during the Xiaohan Festival
Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
On a good day, I forced myself to eat a cold meal, but it was still cold. I sat in a desolate position wearing a pheasant hat.
The spring water boat seems to be sitting in the sky, and the old flowers seem to be seen in the fog.
The graceful butterflies fly over the curtain, and the light gulls fly down the rapids.
The white clouds and green mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and I look north with worry that Chang'an is approaching.

Partridge Sky
Zhou Zizhi (Southern Song Dynasty)
Read all the toothpick jade scroll books. I didn't know there was a vegetable garden outside the door.
Even if you haven't solved the problem of leaving Luanpo yet, you can still write a letter in Shiqu.
After the light rain, the Lesser Cold begins. A full cup of longevity and rich green juice.
There is no need to ask about the road to Jingzhou, just get on the imperial carriage to pursue the vanguard.
Hibiscus in front of the window
Fan Chengda (Song Dynasty)
The lonely flower works hard to break the Little Cold, and the heart of the flower should be as sad as the guest.
I rely on the green girl to linger, without feeling sad or resentful about the red and green.
Early bamboo shoot
Fan Chengda (Song Dynasty)
After finishing my morning makeup and waking up from the cold, I sit on the saddle and chat to relieve my tiredness.
Walking through the thin and light mist, looking at the overlapping mountains.
The green smoke from the cooking fires stands straight up among the trees, and the green water of the stream flows along the bridge.
The chirping of hundreds of birds seems to welcome guests, in a state of affection and thoughtlessness.

Qingyuan Boat Letter to Yunlao
Su Shi (Song Dynasty)
When we first crossed Meihua Ridge during the Lesser Cold, we saw thousands of ravines and rocks far away from human sight.
I was traveling far away for a while, and I clearly fell into my hometown in a dream.
When I wake up, my eyes are filled with lake and mountains, with the duck-green waves swaying and the Phoenix shadow.
Mr. Hailing had no ladder to the clouds, so he built a hut by the Ying River in late years.
A dark jade pendant hangs on the mountainside, and wild horses are not bound by gold.
The car hood rustles in front of the door, and she smiles as she leans against the clear stream, counting her hair.
When we meet on Tingzhou, the spring breeze rises, and the white apple blossoms are blown away by the smoke and water.
I have been wandering thousands of miles without being able to return home, and my eyes are filled with tears.
The northern geese flew south and left behind a white letter, whose bitter words flooded my home.
After ten days of fasting, there will be no cooking, and turtles and fish will often nest in the curved chimney.
This year jade grains are as cheap as water, and the bronze bags are already empty.
Life is short, how many years can you still be in your prime at seventy?
Youzi, stop talking about the wise and the foolish, Ni Sheng is in vain but he is carrying a hoe.
Tiannan looks at the old man Dongpo, but he has never studied in his life.