Plum blossoms proud of frost and snow are awe-inspiring and open, pure and clean. Throughout the ages, they have been regarded as models of high morals and bright festivals, and poets of all ages have sung for them. "The fiercer first frost is, the more immortal it is," Lu You wrote in the Song Dynasty. Praise is a faithful exercise festival for plum blossoms. And his plum blossom quatrain: "How can it be transformed into hundreds of billions and a plum blossom?" Really let people have the realm of "plum blossom is me, I am plum blossom". Yang Weizhen in the Ming Dynasty said: "Xiang Xuehai dares to open ten thousand flowers, and one tree alone leads to the spring." Kwame spirit Gao Qi in the Ming Dynasty said: "A noble scholar lies on a snowy mountain, and a beautiful woman comes to the forest next month." It is a metaphor for the nobleness of plum blossoms in the snow, and the charm of plum blossoms like a woman wearing a light makeup and a fragrant fan. In modern times, Qiu Jin praised Mei's character by saying "Bing Zi is not afraid of the invasion of ice and snow", which made people pay tribute to her perseverance. Proletarian revolutionaries of the older generation also like Yongmei and praise. Marshal Chen Yi wrote: "Winter has come, the flowers are gone, the plum blossoms don't give in, and a storm is set up." Dong left "no matter the wind and rain, the cold plum blossoms;" Ice muscles experience loneliness, and spring moves cold. " The great man Mao Zedong's Operator Yongmei is highly praised by people, and the wind and rain send the spring home, and the snow flies to welcome the spring. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she laughs in the bushes. "
Fragrance is the soul of flowers, and poets do not hesitate to spend pen and ink on it when chanting plum blossoms. The fragrance of plum blossoms is strong but not bright, cold but not light, and there is no fragrance as quiet as plum blossoms, just as the ancient poet wrote: "When I first arrived, I felt that the fragrance broke my nose, but it was odorless and tasteless; I suspect that flowers are dying, and I don't know that I am drunk for flowers. " The beauty of Xiang Mei is that she is strong but doesn't know it, and she is drunk but doesn't know it. In the Song Dynasty, Lu You said, "Traveling to the west of the city is drunk for plum blossoms; Twenty miles on, Qingyang Palace will go to Huanhuaxi. " It tells the grand occasion of Chengdu's elegant plum fragrance at that time. Liu Shi's Plum Tree in Yuan Dynasty: "Plain and beautiful, with budding pearls and delicate fragrance" describes that plum blossoms are slightly fragrant when they are in full bloom, which is refreshing. Sun Yuanxiang, a poet in the Qing Dynasty, bluntly told Merlin who came from smelling the fragrance: "I don't know how far and how high it is to go into the mountains and spend flowers everywhere;" The taste of greed and love is three feet away from flowers. "
Among Yongmei's poems, the poems on Yongmei flowers are unique, with poems in paintings and paintings in poems, adding elegance. Wang Mian, a painter at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, wrote a poem on his painting "A Beautiful Picture": "The first tree in my home, the West Wild Goose Lake, is full of flowers and faint ink marks; Don't boast of lewdness, stay clear and full of Kun. " It reveals the self-dialogue between the artist and Mei. Li, a painter in Qing Dynasty, loved plum blossoms. The plum blossoms he painted are famous for their thinness and hardness, vigorous brushwork, old withered branches and vigorous and steady, as he said in a poem: "The old tree in front of the court is my teacher. The painter's portal must be established in the end, and he will not learn from Bird and will not make things up. " Jin Nong, a famous painter in Qing Dynasty, painted the most plum blossoms. He wrote in a picture of plum blossom: "The east neighbors are full of orchestral music, and the west family is always making trouble." Only the old lady likes to take a nap, and the plum blossoms don't open the door. " The painter expresses his feelings and lofty aspirations with the independent Leng Yan charm of plum blossom, which enhances the artistic effect of the scene.
Jia Sidao, a poet in the Song Dynasty, said: "Plum blossoms leave many sentences everywhere, which is named after the hidden grass." Where there are plums, there is fame. Gushan Mountain and Yuhang Chaoshan Mountain in Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province are the scenic spots to enjoy plum blossoms. In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi once wrote a poem praising: "Three years in Yuhang, drunk watching plum blossoms;" Wuxiang Temple is as snow, and Gushan Garden is as beautiful as makeup. " At the beginning of the Northern Song Dynasty, a hermit by the West Lake built a house and his wife Mei planted plums in this area. His "thin shadow is shallow, and the faint fragrance floats on the moon at dusk." In the first sentence, the plum blossoms in the water are scattered and lifelike, and in the next sentence, the plum blossoms under the moon are written.
Fragrance floating, full of charm, became Yongmei's eternal swan song. Lingfeng is one of the scenic spots to enjoy plum blossoms in Hangzhou West Lake. Kaifeng Buddha Yun, a monk in the Qing Dynasty, bluntly said in his poem "Exploring Plums in Lingfeng": "You will find that there are thousands of trees and plums in Lingfeng, and soft hands on Mengpo. From now on, you don't buy a lonely mountain, you have to go back every time you spend it. " Wu Changshuo, a master of modern art, loved plum blossoms all his life and had an indissoluble bond with Chaoshan plum blossoms. He wrote a poem "Recalling Plum Blossoms" to express his yearning for plum blossoms in Chaoshan: "In less than ten years, plum blossoms remember me, and I remember plum blossoms. Where to buy snow, you will lean over for a cup. " And choose to accompany the super mountain plum blossom behind you.
But of all these, the author is most tempted by the spring in plum blossom poems. It means hope, beauty and the future.
Excerpted from The Power of Learning