1. 关于冬天的英文小诗
1.Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind Poem lyrics of Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind by Shakespeare. Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man’s ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then, heigh-ho! the holly! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, Thou dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot: Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember’d not. Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then, heigh-ho! the holly! This life is most jolly. 2.Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound’s the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep 貌似长了一点点 下面一个有中文的 Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening By Robert Frost Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound’s the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. 雪夜林畔驻马 罗伯特.弗罗斯特 我想我知道这是谁的树林. 他的家虽在那边乡村； 他看不到我驻足在此地， 伫望他的树林白雪无垠. 我的小马一定会觉得离奇， 停留于旷无农舍之地， 在这树林和冰湖中间 一年中最昏暗的冬夕. 它将它的佩铃朗朗一牵 问我有没有弄错了地点. 此外但闻微风的拂吹 和纷如鹅毛的雪片 这树林真可爱，黝黑而深邃. 可是我还要赶好几英里路才能安睡， 还要赶好几英里才能安睡.。
2. 写冬天的英语句子
I am the eyes of autumn, was not letting a hundred flowers bloom in spring are the decorative chrysanthemum我喜欢冬天，它令我对生命有种执着 2. Winter is a beautiful season, especially when it snows. Snowflakes fall down naughtily. They fall on branches of trees, on roofs of houses and on wheat fields. Soon the whole earth will be dressed in white. Everything is shining in the sun. 冬天是个美丽的季节，尤其是下雪的日子。
雪花像玲珑剔透的小精灵，调皮地飘落下来。它们落在树枝上，屋顶上和麦田里。
很快整个大地都银妆素裹起来。太阳出来后，万物都闪烁着光芒。
3. 求 描写 冬天 的英文诗歌
《when you are old 》
when you are old and gray and full of sleep
and nodding by the fire,take down this book,
and slowly read,and dream of the soft look
your eyes had once,and of their shadows deep;
how many loved your moments of glad grace,
and loved your beauty with love false or true;
but one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
and loved the sorrows of your changing face;
and bending down beside the glowing bars,
murmur,a little sadly,how love fled
and paced upon the mountains overhead,
and hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
当你老了 （叶芝）
当你老了，白发苍苍，睡思昏沉，
在炉火旁打盹，请取下这部诗歌，
慢慢读，回想你过去眼神的柔和
回想它们过去的浓重的阴影；
多少人爱你年轻欢畅的时候
出于假意或真心地爱慕你的美貌，
只有一个人爱你那朝圣者的灵魂，
爱你老去的容颜的痛苦的皱纹.
躬身在红光闪耀的炉火旁，
凄然地低语，爱为何消逝，
在头顶的山上，它缓缓踱着步子，
将脸隐没在群星之中.
4. 关于冬天的诗,要英文的
西风颂-雪莱（英）Ode to the West Wind（西 风 颂）Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822) I 1 O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being, 2 Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead 3 Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, 4 Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, 5 Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, 6 Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed 7 The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, 8 Each like a corpse within its grave, until 9 Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow 10 Her clarion o’er the dreaming earth, and fill 11 (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) 12 With living hues and odours plain and hill: 13 Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere; 14 Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh hear! II 15 Thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky’s commotion, 16 Loose clouds like earth’s decaying leaves are shed, 17 Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean, 18 Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread 19 On the blue surface of thine a{:e}ry surge, 20 Like the bright hair uplifted from the head 21 Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge 22 Of the horizon to the zenith’s height, 23 The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge 24 Of the dying year, to which this closing night 25 Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre, 26 Vaulted with all thy congregated might 27 Of vapours, from whose solid atmosphere 28 Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: oh hear! III 29 Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams 30 The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, 31 Lull’d by the coil of his cryst{`a}lline streams, 32 Beside a pumice isle in Baiae’s bay, 33 And saw in sleep old palaces and towers 34 Quivering within the wave’s intenser day, 35 All overgrown with azure moss and flowers 36 So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou 37 For whose path the Atlantic’s level powers 38 Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below 39 The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear 40 The sapless foliage of the ocean, know 41 Thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear, 42 And tremble and despoil themselves: oh hear! IV 43 If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; 44 If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; 45 A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share 46 The impulse of thy strength, only less free 47 Than thou, O uncontrollable! If even 48 I were as in my boyhood, and could be 49 The comrade of thy wanderings over Heaven, 50 As then, when to outstrip thy skiey speed 51 Scarce seem’d a vision; I would ne’er have striven 52 As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need. 53 Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! 54 I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed! 55 A heavy weight of hours has chain’d and bow’d 56 One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud. V 57 Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: 58 What if my leaves are falling like its own! 59 The tumult of thy mighty harmonies 60 Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, 61 Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, 62 My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! 63 Drive my dead thoughts over the universe 64 Like wither’d leaves to quicken a new birth! 65 And, by the incantation of this verse, 66 Scatter, as from an unextinguish’d hearth 67 Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! 68 Be through my lips to unawaken’d earth 69 The trumpet of a prophecy! O Wind, 70 If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind？ 西 风 颂 雪莱 一 剽悍的西风啊， 你是暮秋的呼吸， 因你无形的存在， 枯叶四处逃窜， 如同魔鬼见到了巫师， 纷纷躲避； 那些枯叶， 有黑有白， 有红有黄， 像遭受了瘟疫的群体， 哦， 你呀， 西风， 你让种籽展开翱翔的翅膀， 飞落到黑暗的冬床， 冰冷地躺下， 像一具具尸体深葬于坟墓， 直到 你那蔚蓝色的阳春姐妹凯旋归家， 向睡梦中的大地吹响了她的号角， 催促蓓蕾， 有如驱使吃草的群羊， 让漫山遍野注满生命的芳香色调； 剽悍的精灵， 你的身影遍及四方， 哦，听吧， 你既在毁坏， 又在保藏！ 二 在你的湍流中， 在高空的骚动中， 纷乱的云块就像飘零飞坠的叶子， 你从天空和海洋相互交错的树丛 抖落出传送雷雨以及闪电的天使； 在你的气体波涛的蔚蓝色的表面， 恰似酒神女祭司的头上竖起缕缕 亮闪闪的青丝， 从朦胧的地平线 一直到苍天的顶端， 全都披散着 即将来临的一场暴风骤雨的发卷， 你就是唱给垂死岁月的一曲挽歌， 四合的夜幕， 是巨大墓陵的拱顶， 它建构于由你所集聚而成的气魄， 可是从你坚固的气势中将会喷迸 黑雨、电火以及冰雹； 哦， 请听！ 三 你啊， 把蓝色的地中海从夏梦中 唤醒， 它曾被清澈的水催送入眠， 就一直躺在那个地方， 酣睡沉沉， 睡在拜伊海湾的一个石岛的旁边， 在睡梦中看到古老的宫殿和楼台 在烈日之下的海波中轻轻地震颤， 它们全都开满鲜花， 又生满青苔， 散发而出的醉人的芳香难以描述。
5. 以冬天为主题的英语诗歌
冬天来了（Winter Is Coming） Winter is the fourth season of the year. Now, the weather is getting colder and colder. It means winter is coming. I think winter is a white season. In winter, it often snows and everything becomes white. Every winter, children are the happiest because they can make the snowman. I like winter best. In winter, the weather is the coldest, but I don’t mind. When it is snowing, I’m always very excited. The snow is very white and sparkling. It makes everything white and beautiful. Although the weather in winter is very cold, it’s really wonderful. The happiest thing is that we have a winter holiday every year. We can get lots of red packets, eat delicious food and visit my friends. 冬天的灰椋鸟 聚在一块，它们很吵闹， 它们的黑羽毛却缀满星点。
在这冰冷的的寒风里， 它们是即兴的 杂技演员， 从电线上逐个跃起。 这会儿 在空中的剧场 它们正在俯冲、上升 掠过大厦。
象群串在一起的 星星， 一下子散成碎片， 眨眼间又合为一体。 当你在观看 并想要 模仿它们时， 你简直就无法想象： 它们怎么会干得如此漂亮？ 飞翔时，并没有得谁明确的指示， 它们却一刻都没有犹豫、没有停息。
你只好默认：这是件神奇的事情。 这个由许多零件组成的轮子， 可以上下辗转，不断重复， 载满了无数 美妙的生命。
啊， 世界，就在这无叶的冬天， 就在这灰黯的城市， 您馈赠给我们如此明智的启迪。 而我，现在就要去 超越那些悲哀， 我已感到我的皮靴 正在启动， 正在设法离开地面。
我心跳加剧， 想再做出些冒险而又崇高的事情， 轻快地去生活、去游乐。 我要使我变得美无伦比而又无所畏惧，仿佛 我已插上双翼。
（Nov. 16, 2007 in Saratoga Springs, NY, US） Starlings in Winter -by Mary Oliver (American poet, 1935-) Chunky and noisy, but with stars in their black feathers, they spring from the telephone wire and instantly they are acrobats in the freezing wind. And now, in the theater of air, they swing over buildings, dipping and rising; they float like one stippled star that opens, becomes for a moment fragmented, then closes again; and you watch and you try but you simply canót imagine how they do it with no articulated instruction, no pause, only the silent confirmation that they are this notable thing, this wheel of many parts, that can rise and spin over and over again, full of gorgeous life. Ah, world, what lessons you prepare for us, even in the leafless winter, even in the ashy city. I am thinking now of grief, and of getting past it; I feel my boots trying to leave the ground, I feel my heart pumping hard. I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing, as though I had wings.。
6. 关于季节的英文诗
Poems in Honor of Spring
For winter’s rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins. —Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837–1909)
Summer Poetry
Bright was the summer’s noon when quickening steps
Followed each other till a dreary moor
Was crossed, a bare ridge clomb, upon whose top
Standing alone, as from a rampart’s edge,
I overlooked the bed of Windermere,
Like a vast river, stretching in the sun. —William Wordsworth (1770–1850)
Fall Poetry
The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry’s cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town. —Emily Dickinson (1830–1886)
Winter Verse
In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter,
Long ago. —Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)
四个季节全有，这儿有详细资料：
7. 急求冬天的英文诗歌
罗伯特·伯莱《冬天的诗》中、英文全诗 [2005-11-15]
冬天的诗
冬天的蚂蚁颤抖的翅膀
等待瘦瘦的冬天结束。
我用缓慢的，呆笨的方式爱你，
几乎不说话，仅有只言片语。
是什么导致我们各自隐藏生活？
一个伤口，风，一个言词，一个起源。
我们有时用一种无助的方式等待，
笨拙地，并非全部也未愈合。
当我们藏起伤口，我们从一个人
退缩到一个带壳的生命。
现在我们触摸到蚂蚁坚硬的胸膛，
那背甲。那沉默的舌头。
这一定是蚂蚁的方式
冬天的蚂蚁的方式，那些
被伤害的并且想生活的人的方式：
呼吸，感知他人，以及等待。
董继平译
Winter Poem
The quivering wings of the winter ant
wait for lean winter to end.
I love you in slow, dim-witted ways,
hardly speaking, one or two words only.
What caused us to live hidden?
A wound, the wind, a word, a parent.
Sometimes we wait in a helpless way,
awkwardly, not whole and not healed.
When we hid the wound, we fell back
from a human to a shelled life.
Now we feel the ant’s hard chest,
the carapace, the silent tongue.
The must be the way of the ant,
the winter ant, the way of those
who are wounded and want to live:
to breathe, to sense another, and to wait.
8. 描写冬天的英语短诗
1.Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind
Poem lyrics of Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind by Shakespeare.
Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As man’s ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho! the holly!
This life is most jolly.
Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
Thou dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remember’d not.
Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho! the holly!
This life is most jolly.
2.Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
9. 关于冬天的英语小诗
Winter
When icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail,
When blood is nipped and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl,
Tu-who;
Tu-whit, Tu-who: a merry note,
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
When all aloud the wind doth blow,
And coughing drowns the parson’s saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marian’s nose looks red and raw,
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl,
Then nightly sings the staring owl,
Tu-who;
Tu-whit, Tu-who: a merry note,
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
冬之歌
冰柱条条悬挂在岩梢
牧羊人老李吹着他的手爪，
老唐把木柴抱进了厅堂，
送来的牛奶冻在路上：
手足有冻疮，路又不像样，
枭鸟鼓着眼睛，夜：在唱
荒唐！
荒唐，荒唐！调子倒满响亮！
正在搅拌沙锅，那油垢的蒋。
寒风四处吹个不停，
咳嗽声淹没了牧师的讲经，
众鸟栖息在雪地里的巢，
玛良的鼻子冻成朵红海椒；
酸林檎在钵子里啾啾地响，
枭鸟鼓着眼睛，夜：在唱
荒唐！
荒唐，荒唐！调子倒满响亮！
正在搅拌沙锅，那油垢的蒋。
参考资料：
10. 冬天 英文诗歌30字短篇
《When You Are Old 》
When you are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire,take down this book,
And slowly read,and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once,and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true;
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur,a little sadly,how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead,
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
当你老了 （叶芝）
当你老了，白发苍苍，睡思昏沉，
在炉火旁打盹，请取下这部诗歌，
慢慢读，回想你过去眼神的柔和
回想它们过去的浓重的阴影；
多少人爱你年轻欢畅的时候
出于假意或真心地爱慕你的美貌，
只有一个人爱你那朝圣者的灵魂，
爱你老去的容颜的痛苦的皱纹.
躬身在红光闪耀的炉火旁，
凄然地低语，爱为何消逝，
在头顶的山上，它缓缓踱着步子，
将脸隐没在群星之中.
