Plum Blossoms
Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty
The calyx contains snow at the beginning, so it is difficult to draw it alone. There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold. Listen to the flute and worry about it, lean on the leaning branch to see the disease. If the wind is like a solution, it will not be destroyed easily.
Early Plum Blossoms
Zhang Wei from the Tang Dynasty
A tree with white jade strips of cold plum blossoms stands very close to the village road and the creek bridge. I don’t know that the water flowers bloom first, but I suspect that they have not been sold out after the winter snow.
I and Pei Didi went to the East Pavilion of Shuzhou to see off guests and meet each other during the early plum blossoms.
Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty
The official plum blossoms in the East Pavilion stirred up poetry, so what else? Xun is in Yangzhou. At this time, I remember the snow far away, can I be free to see off guests in the spring? Fortunately, it will not hurt the old age, but it will mess with the homesickness. A tree by the river has its hair hanging down, urging people to grow old and gray day and night.
Plum blossoms
Li Qiao in the Tang Dynasty
The great Yu gathers the cold light, but the southern branches alone bloom early. The snow contains the dim color of the morning, and the wind attracts the fragrance. The makeup on the face returns to the green mirror, and the song dust rises on the painted beam. If you can quench your thirst far away, why bother to drink wine?
Recalling Plum Blossoms
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Standing at the end of the world, relying on the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most hated, often used as last year's flowers.
In mid-November, plum blossoms can be seen in Fufengjie
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
The pavilions on the road are gorgeous, and the fragrance of the clothes is unusual. Su'e is only with the moon, and the young girl does not spare the frost. The gift is far away and the empty hand is full, and the injury is appropriate and the heart is broken. For whoever shows off early, he doesn’t have to wait until he is young.
Bodhisattvaman·The more plum blossoms are half-opened in the light cold environment
The Five Dynasties Harmony
The more plum blossoms are half-opened in the light cold environment, the ice is light and thin, and the blue water is caged. It feels warm and the apricot tips are red, and the hairspring is wildly stirring up the wind. The paths are green and the paths are green, and it is a pity to dream far away. It’s time to leave hatred and welcome spring again, and it’s hard to miss lovesickness again.
Xizhou Song
Anonymous in the Southern and Northern Dynasties
Recalling the plum blossoms, I went to Xizhou, folded them and sent them to the north of the Yangtze River. The single shirt is apricot red, and the temples are the color of crow. Where is Xizhou? Two oars bridge crossing. Shrikes fly at dusk, and the wind blows on the black mortar trees. Under the tree is in front of the door, with green thorns exposed in the door. The doorman didn't come, so I went out to pick red lotus. Collecting lotus flowers in Nantang in autumn, the lotus flowers exceed people's heads. Lower your head to get the lotus seeds, the lotus seeds are clear
Gift Fan Ye's poems
Lu Kai in the Southern and Northern Dynasties
Fold the flowers to meet the post envoys and send them to the Longtou people. Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch.
Yulou Chun · When the plum calyx was gone, it was just beginning to condense into powder
Ouyang Xiu in the Song Dynasty
When it was gone, the plum calyx was beginning to condense into powder. Unexpectedly, Xiaotao was damaged by the wind. The pear blossoms are the last to wither, and there is no definite date for their return. You can rely on it again and again. Tears secretly printed red sleeves. Spiders and magpies mislead many people, so there is no basis for trust.
Revealing one’s true feelings·Xiaomei’s charm is the most enchanting
Yan Jidao of the Song Dynasty
Xiaomei’s charm is the most enchanting. The snow is beginning to disappear. Nanzhi wants to attach a letter of spring, but he always hates the remoteness of Long people. Free memory, old Jiang Gao. The road is long. The faint fragrance floats, the sparse shadows are slanting, and there are several creek bridges.
Xijiang Moon·Plum Blossoms
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The jade bones are worried about the miasma, and the ice posture has its own fairy style. When Hai Xian was sent to explore Fang Cong. A green-haired phoenix hanging upside down. Even if the face is plain, it looks pink, and the lipstick will not fade after washing off the makeup. The high sentiment has chased the dawn sky. Don’t dream about pear blossoms.
Ding Fengbo·Hongmei
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
It is not too late to wake up after a good sleep. Self-pity is inappropriate. Occasionally, it is made of small red peach and apricot color, leisurely and elegant, and there is still a solitary and thin snow and frost posture. Don't let your leisurely mind follow the state of things. What's the matter? The wine is slightly dizzy and the muscles are clear. The poet did not know that Meg was there, chanting, and looked at the green leaves and green branches.
Nan Xiangzi·Plum Blossom Ci and Yang Yuan Yuan
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The sparse hedges are full of cold birds, vying to hug the cold birds to see the jade vines. Suddenly I saw a guest coming and sitting under the flowers, I was startled and flew away. Tao San Fang Ying fell into the wine. He drank heavily and could write poems, and no one sitting there was drunk without knowing it. When the flowers are gone and the wine is gone, spring has arrived, leaving. A little bit of acid has settled on the branches.
Poppy · Plum Blossoms in Yizhou
Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty
There is also a letter from the south of the Yangtze River in the end of the world. The broken plum blossoms tell you that spring is near. The late night breeze is gentle and fragrant. I don't know when dawn comes and blooms all over, branching towards the south. You should be jealous if you get pink flowers on the jade platform. Float to the center of the eyebrows. I hope the cup will be deep in my life. After ten years in the country, I am old and young.
Bodhisattva Man·The spring breeze tests the hand first of the plum blossoms
Zhao Ling of the Song Dynasty?
The spring breeze tests the hand of the plum blossoms first, and the cool posture is clear and the sand and water are clear. Unknown to everyone, the moon and the period are due. The fragrance is leisurely coming from far away, and I first see Chai Tou. Yanyaochi after snow, the first tree in the world.
Yanjiaoer·Boshe Guanmei
Chao Buzhi of the Song Dynasty
It looks like snow when it blooms. Thank you like snow. Wonderful flowers. The fragrance is not in the pistil, the fragrance is not in the calyx, the fragrance is deep in the bones. Take advantage of the wind in the stream and keep the moon in the stream. It's shameful, the mountain peaches are like blood. Straightforward, sparse and light, there will eventually be a general farewell.
Hua Guan·Xiaoshi Plum Blossoms
Zhou Bangyan of the Song Dynasty
The white walls are low, the plum blossoms shine to the eyes, and it still has the old flavor. Lightly exposed traces. The doubts are washed away, and the beauty is infinite. Last year I won the prize and was alone. Enjoy the feast with an ice tray. What's more pity is that there are tall trees in the snow and incense bonfires and plain blankets. This year, I am most in a hurry for flowers. I seem to hate each other when I meet them, and I feel sad and haggard. I chanted and watched for a long time, spinning on the moss and watching the flying falls. The Prime Minister Meets and Recommends Crispy Wan
Sanbu Le·Shang Diao Mei Xue
Zhou Bangyan of the Song Dynasty
The floating jade flies to the quiet pavilion of the Sui Pavilion, doubling the number Pure. There is no use in showing the bright moon when the window is hanging down at night. I heard recently that there are many plum blossoms in the Taoist and official pavilions. While the faint fragrance is not far away, the frozen pistils are beginning to bloom. Who will pick it and send it to my lover as a peach leaf. Palindrome Jinzi Jinzi, Tao is your weight loss, this is what everyone says. Zhizhi dyed his hands red, and combed his hair sticky with glue. After thinking about it, the mayor dropped his eyelashes.
Bodhisattva Man·Mei Xue
Zhou Bangyan of the Song Dynasty
The Milky Way rotates three thousand songs. The flying egrets are bathing in clear green waves. Where is the return boat? Sunset River upstairs. Heaven hates plum blossoms. Therefore, the branches are covered with snow. Look through the roller blinds in the courtyard. I should pity Jiang Shanghan.
Gu Yan'er·The world writes plum poems
Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
Rise up from sleep on the rattan bed and paper tent. There’s so much to say and nothing to think about. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, accompanying my feelings like water. Three flute sounds, the plum blossom heart is broken, so much love in spring. The light wind and rain rustled the ground. It also prompted thousands of tears. When the flute player goes to the jade tower, who will he lean on with his broken heart? If you break a branch, there will be no one in the world or heaven to whom you can send it. ?
The courtyard is full of beauty·The spring is hidden in the small pavilion
Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
The spring is hidden in the small pavilion, the idle window locks out the day, and the painting hall is infinitely deep and quiet. The seal incense is burned out, and the curtain hooks are cast under the shadow of the sun. Planting Jiangmei by hand is getting better, so why go up to the building next to the water? No one is here, it's so lonely and lonely, it's like being in Yangzhou. I have always known that rhyme is the best, but I can't bear the rain and can't stand the wind. Whose horizontal flute can play the heavy sorrow? Don't hate the fragrance as it disappears and the snow fades, you must believe in it and sweep it
Yulouchun·The red cake is willing to put the buds into pieces
Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
The red cake is willing to put the buds into pieces broken. Exploring the southern branches, they are blooming all over. I don’t know how much fragrance it is brewing, but I can see that it contains infinite meaning. The Taoist looks haggard under the spring window. Boredom hurts the langan and worries. If you want to have a drink, come and take a break. It may not be possible tomorrow.
Linjiang Fairy Plum
Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
The courtyard is a little deeper, the clouds in the window and the foggy pavilion are late in spring. For whom do you lose your beauty by being haggard? It’s good to have clear dreams at night, and it should be from Nanzhi. The jade is thin and the sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful. The Qiang pipes in the south tower are no longer playing. Who knows when the strong fragrance is blown away. The warm wind blows late, so don't let the apricot blossoms grow fat.
Die Lian Hua·A river plum blossom with snow in spring
Zhao Ding of the Song Dynasty
Changdao County and Yuan Yan wrote plum poems. Yan Xiu, a native of Qiantang, was named Shi Min. Sitting in Zhang Tianjue Party, he was relegated to Baishi Town, Superintendent Road, from being a member of the Household Department. A Jiangmei blooms with snow in spring. The jade is soft and the clouds are delicate, and the skin is clean. Zhaoying Lingbo steps timidly. The faint fragrance floats on the dusk moon. Dao Guangping has an iron heart. The poems are romantic and full of worries. Looking out
Jiangmei Yin·Recalling Jiangmei
Hong Hao of the Song Dynasty
At the age of Renxu, when he was about to grow up, Mr. Zhang invited him to drink. All the guests retired, leaving only a small amount of money. The maidservant's song "Jiangmeiyin" contains the line "Thinking of this love, my home is thousands of miles away". The servant said: This poem is almost composed by me. I also heard that this dynasty's mission was coming, and I felt deeply moved for a long time. After returning home and not sleeping, there are four chapters of "Chasing and Harmony", mostly using poems and verses from ancient times, each with a word of "laugh" to talk about how to forgive oneself
Yue Tiao Zhaier Ling
Zhang Yanghao of the Yuan Dynasty
Spring water surrounds the door, trees surround the village, and the first clear rains fill the river with new flowers and plants. Chickens and dogs are happy, gulls and herons are flocking, occupying the spring of Yuxi. I love Pang Gong and don't enter the city. He likes Chen Tuan to lie high in the mist, the tortoise to grow up and die, and Tao Yuanliang to work on his own. These gentlemen are not idlers. Summer loves Chuoran, relying on Linquan, and the front door is full of thousand-leaf lotus. 1
Chaozhongcuo·Mei
Lu You of the Song Dynasty
You are not a young man with a quiet appearance. Speechless and desolate. A wandering life experience, very cold-hearted. At the end of the month at Jiangtou, there are new poems and old dreams, and the fragrance of loneliness and hatred. Regardless of the spring breeze, I had known Donghuang first.
Chaozhongcuo·Dai Tande is called
Lu You in the Song Dynasty
Afraid of singing, dancing, and being lazy to please. Make up in the evening to support spring. Always looking deep into people, it was in vain and ruthless. Concerned about the recent days, I cry red and complain secretly, and cut the green and form a deep alliance. The flowers in the apricot hall are too dark to be bright, and the silver candles in the painting hall are too bright.
Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei
Lu You in the Song Dynasty
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy. There is no intention of struggling for spring, and once everyone is jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.
Yuehaitang·Xieyang Abandoned Garden with Zhumen closed
Lu You in the Song Dynasty
There is the old garden of the King of Shu in the south of Chengdu, with many plum trees and ancient trees that are more than 200 years old. The red gate of the deserted garden is closed in the setting sun. Hanging on the rise and fall, in the tears of hatred. A touch of palace plum blossoms, still, a little crispy and cut with water. In the place of sadness, I seem to recall the old events of Xuanhua. Pedestrians do not feel desolate. Who can send the fragrance thousands of miles away? Standing in Jianggao, it is rare to see Yao and return to Longtou. Yinchen
Frost Sky Xiaojiao·Plum
Fan Chengda in the Song Dynasty
The evening cleared and the wind stopped. One night of spring power. The sky is pale with sparse flowers, clouds come and go, and there are a few branches of snow. Victory. Sadness is also inevitable. Who can say this? There are only two rows of low-flying geese, knowing that people are leaning on them and painting the moon on the building.
Linjiang Immortal · Where is the plum blossom?
Zhang Xiaoxiang of the Song Dynasty
Ask where the plum blossom is. I will borrow grass and carry the pot with you. There is no dust in the clear night in the West Garden. One day the clouds broke and two trees were sparse. Whoever plays Zhaohua's ancient tune will scatter flowers all over his clothes. I just suspect that Youmeng is in Qingdu. The stars are sparse and the shadows of the river are turning, and the frost is heavy and the moon is solitary.
Bu Suanzi·The snowy moon is the most suitable
Zhang Xiaoxiang of the Song Dynasty
The snowy moon is the most suitable, and the plum and snow are all clear. Last year, when there was snow in the south of the Yangtze River, plum blossoms appeared at the end of the month. The plum blossoms bloomed early this year, and they remain the same year after year. The cold and solitary light is bright, and all I need is some snow.
Willow Shaoqing · Seeing Early Plum Blossoms on Crossing He Langshi
Zhao Changqing of the Song Dynasty
The clouds are dark and the sky is low. The maple forest is withered and green, and the cold wild geese cry sadly. In front of the thatched cottage, behind the bamboo fence, horizontal branches can be seen for the first time. Yingying powder face and fragrant skin. Remember Yuexie, when I met Yi. There is hatred that cannot be conveyed, there is no heart that can be broken, and it will last for a long time.
Ruan Langgui · Seeing Plum Blossoms among Guests
Zhao Changqing of the Song Dynasty
We traveled all over the world for guests every year. Dreams of late return are credited. The stars and moon soaked the window screen for no reason. A cold shadow slants.
The intestines are not broken, and the temples are first blooming. New to Slim and Add. The trumpet blows through the little plum blossoms. The night long brings home memories.
Linjiang Fairy·Exploring Plum Blossoms
Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
As I grow old, I am too lazy to cherish flowers, but my love for plum blossoms still lingers around Jiang Village. One branch breaks Yuxi spring first. No more fancy attitude, just full of snow spirit. The beauty of the meal in the empty mountain is left to write a fresh sentence for him. Bamboo roots and flowing water carry stream clouds. Drunk and confused, I can't remember the journey home at dusk.
Nian Nujiao·Mei
Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
Sparse and light, asking who, it is comparable to the innocent color. Laughing to kill Dong Jun is a false presumption, so many Zhu Zhu are in vain. The snow is gentle and the waterside is bright and beautiful, without taking advantage of the power of spring. The bones are fragrant and tender, completely different from nature and wonder. I remember that the bamboo basket is cold and light, people fall asleep at the window, and the jade fiber is picked lightly. Wandering to the end of the world, I am thin and thin, but I still have the standards of the past. Thousands of miles of wind and smoke, one stream
Ruihexian·Fumei
Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
The wild goose frost penetrates the curtain. The clouds protecting the moon are light, and the tender ice is still thin. The stream bed is combed and plundered. If you want to wear fragrance and apply powder, it is difficult to learn how to make colorful makeup. Jade muscles are thin. More heavy, lined with dragon silk. Leaning against the east wind, smiling brightly, looking forward to thousands of flowers falling in shame. lonely. Where is the home mountain, the garden after snow, the pavilions by the water? Yao Chi Old Testament. Who can Lin Hong depend on? Pink Butterfly only understands
Jiang Shenzi·Female Plum Blossoms to Yu Shuliang
Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
There is a faint fragrance and snow hanging down the road. The evening breeze blows. The morning breeze blows. The flowers are competing for spring, and the cold branches are the first to appear. After all, it’s spring this year. It’s too early, but it’s too late. It should not all be snowy and frosty. When you want to open. When not open. Pink lips, half rouge. Don't hate slandering flowers while drunk, they are cold and indifferent, who knows.
Shengchazi·Double-leaf Plum
Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
Hundreds of flowers are blooming on the heads, and you can see them in the cold weather of ice and snow. The frost and the moon know each other, and we know the spring breeze first. The master's affection is deep and he doesn't care about Concubine Jiang's resentment. If you break off my most complicated branches, I’ll give you a curling recommendation.
Dian Lips·Ode to the Plum Moon
Chen Liang of the Song Dynasty
A night of lovesickness, the waterside is clear and the branches are thin. The small window is like daylight, and the fragrance of love and sex shines through. Clear into the soul of dreams, people thousands of miles away will last forever. Do you know? The rain is sad and the clouds are sad. The style is still the same.
Xiaozhongshan Order·Fu Tanzhou Hongmei
Jiang Kui of the Song Dynasty
When people circled Xianggao and the moon fell. The flowers and trees are small and diagonally planted, with ripples of sorrow. Who knows the story of Yi Chun You? The east wind is cold, the fragrance is far away and the skirt is coming home. The gull has gone to the past and traveled to Africa. I pity the flower cocoa from afar, and dream about it. Nine doubtful clouds and broken souls cry. Acacia's blood makes the branches green.
Secret fragrance·Old moonlight
Jiang Kui of the Song Dynasty
In the winter of 1911, the remaining snow reaches Shihu Lake. At the end of the month, he was taught simple sentences and asked for new sounds. He composed these two pieces of music. Shihu played with them endlessly and asked two prostitutes to practice them. The syllables were harmonious and euphemistic, so they called them "Secret Fragrance" and "Sparse Shadow". How many times did the moonlight shine on me in the old days, and how many times did I play the flute beside the plum blossoms? To arouse beautiful women, no matter the cold or climbing. He Xun is getting old now
Leave a Spring Order·Ode to Plum Blossoms
Shi Dazu of the Song Dynasty
On the old friend's stream, I feel sad and helpless, and the smoke tops the moonlight trees. A trickle of spring water touches the dusk, and there is no place for pause or lovesickness. I once promised my heart to each other deeply. Therefore, dreams and poems are bitter. I heard that the east wind is also sentimental, and is retained by the fragrance outside the bamboo.
Sauvignon Blanc·Cherishing Plum
Liu Kezhuang in the Song Dynasty
The cold phase reminds me. Warmth urges. When urging to open, urging to thank. Ding Ning flowers bloom late. The trumpet blows. The flute plays. It blows the southern branch and blows the northern branch. Ming Dynasty Cheng Xuefei.
Recalling Qin'e·The plum blossoms have withered
Liu Kezhuang in the Song Dynasty
The plum blossoms have faded, and the fortresses have frozen and thawed. Hong returned early and asked Pingyi about the old man in Daliang. The sound is quiet to the west of the Zhejiang River, and there is less smoke to the north of the Huaihe River. Less smoke. The Xuanhe Palace is filled with cold smoke and decaying grass.
Jie Yuhua·Plum Blossom
Wu Wenying of the Song Dynasty
The door is wrinkled and green, the road enters the mist, and spring is near the south bank of the river. Dusk is as cold as scissors. Linxi shadow, half of it is slanted and clear. Feiyao gets late. Swinging thousands of miles, the fragrance is far away.
Looking upright, the three branches of a beautiful tree always look like those seen in Lanchang