1 Poems about plum blossoms in grade six 1. Poems about plum blossoms that grades one to six should know.
? Saibei Mei and Qiangdi Opera, Guishushan Ci in Huainan —— Liu Yuxi (Tang Dynasty) —— Yang Liuzhi Ci
? It was only because I misunderstood that I provoked the poet to talk about today's events-Wang Qi (Song)-Mei.
? When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom its first cold flower? -Wang Wei (Tang)-Miscellaneous Poems
? Residual water and residual mountains have no attitude, and they are cooked into a romantic atmosphere by Xin Qiji (Song) and He Xinlang.
? Liu Blows the Shadow of the River, Mei Xie's Snow Face (Song)-Linjiang Xian
? Mei's snow is white, but the snow has lost a piece of Mei Xiang-(Song)-Xue Mei.
? Cold plum is the most hateful, often used as last year's flower-Li Shangyin (Tang)' Remembering Plum'
? Looking at the vast Xiang Xue sea, my mountain side is a good title-Luo Song (Qing Dynasty)-exploring the Yuan tomb in the rain.
? Don't boast of good colors, but keep fresh and full of Gankun-Wang Mian (Yuan)-Momei.
? The breeze and raindrops are covered with moss, and the fragrance of the desert can be heard in silence —— Fa Zi ran (Qing) —— Falling Plums
2. 1-6 grade ancient poems about bamboo, pine and plum
Kuzhu Dutangfa
Qingming is also self-control, weak and strong.
Bitter summer insects avoid it, and spring birds suspect it.
The pavilion won't be heavy and I want to quit.
Fortunately, near the secluded house, the frost root is here.
Stop at the pavilion in the morning and love this secluded place alone.
Xinzhizhu Weizhuang Decoction
I saw this gentleman in front of the lonely steps, but I sang around the bar and touched the towel.
Everyone you meet in a foreign land is like a master.
Chinese plum
Wang Anshi Song
The branch in the corner is plum, and cold ling opens alone.
It's not snow in the distance, because there's a smell coming.
Yamagata Xiaomei
Limbusson
The fragrant people all shook off their beauty and occupied the small garden with all kinds of amorous feelings.
The shadows are shallow and the dusk is fragrant.
The frost bird wants to steal its eyes before going down, but the pink butterfly knows how to break its soul.
Fortunately, there are micro songs to talk about, and there is no need for sandalwood gold bottles.
Hsinchu (Song Yang Wanli)
The east wind makes up the residual mountain, adding jade poles overnight.
Barely clothed, Qilong is afraid of cold spring.
Zhu Shi (Qing. Zheng Xie)
Adhere to the castle peak and not relax, the root is breaking the rock.
Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is east, west, north and south.
yearn for
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
Platinum for pine trees, since you planted it first, I won't plant it.
Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on, and the night is stolen.
Xuemeiyi
Lu Meipo
Xue Mei refused to be reduced to Spring, and the poet's pavilion commented on the pen fee.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a piece of Mei Xiang.
Xuemeier
Plum without snow without spirit, snow without poetry.
Sunset poems are covered with snow all day, and it is spring with beautiful scenery.
Sisong
Author: Du Fu
When four pine trees first moved, they were about three feet tall.
Don't come suddenly in three years, just leave alone.
If you look at the roots, don't worry about the branches.
Your hair is lucky, but you are also hiding it.
The inserted fence also has dikes.
Eventually disappointed and damaged, ashamed of Chiba Huang.
Dare to be the master of lim, Li Shu is still unhealthy.
Avoid thieves and return today, and spring grass is full.
Sighing about things makes me feel sad.
The breeze rises for me, if it is frosted.
Enough for the old pose. Tell me about it.
I was born without roots, and my life is boundless.
Love and poetry, behavior can be forgotten.
Don't regret that after a thousand years, the weather is miserable.
May:
Bu operator Yongmei Luyou
Broken bridge outside the post, lonely and ownerless.
It's already dusk, and it's getting stormier.
I have no desire for spring, and everyone is jealous.
Scattered into mud, ground into dust, only fragrance remains.
Early plum blossom
A tree with cold plum and white jade belt belongs to Lincun Road and Xiqiao.
I don't know if the recent splash started first, but it is suspected that it was not sold after the winter snow.