Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner.
Ling cold drives alone.
Distant knowledge is not snow,
Because Dimfragrance is coming.
Xue Mei
Song Lu meipo
There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without plum customs. Sunset poems are full of snow all day, and it smells good with plums.
Xue Mei
Song Lu meipo
Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring, and the poet stopped writing and commented on this chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is white, but it has lost a piece of Mei Xiang.
Chinese plum
Song Chen Liang
Thin and thin, small calyx pearl-shaped. When a flower blooms, a hundred flowers bloom and the garden is full of spring.
If you want to spread the message of spring, you are not afraid of being buried by snow. Yu Di wants to park three lanes, which is advocated by Dong Jun.
Buzo Yongmei
Mao Zedong
Wind and rain send spring home,
Flying snow welcomes the spring.
It's already a cliff full of ice,
There are still beautiful flowers.
Joe doesn't fight for spring,
Only spring.
When the mountain flowers are in full bloom,
She laughed in the bushes.
One of the authors of Plum Blossom: Wang Mian.
One of plum blossoms
See halal under the forest, grass clothes like savages.
In the ice and snow, don't you know spring?
Plum blossom quatrains (one of them)
Lu you
It is said that plum blossoms are breezy and snowdrifts are all over the four mountains, so how can they turn into hundreds of billions, and a plum blossom blooms?
Plum blossom quatrains (part two)
The valley is farther north, and flowers bloom late every year. Do you know it's time for ice and snow?
Plum blossom quatrains (3)
The stronger the horn of snow and wind, the stronger the integrity between flowers. If it is out of date, it will drift away, and this shame will be more pity for Dong Jun.
Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming, I lost a plum blossom poem.
Wang Anshi
Fahua looks for spring and likes to see Mei, which is a pile of snow on the road.
South of Fengcheng, dedicated to the memory of other years, it is difficult to come with the post.
Zaomei
liu zongyuan
Early plums grow tall, reflecting Chu Tianbi. The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
Want to give Wan Li, separated by mountains and rivers. There is no need to comfort distant guests.
Send a message to Wu Tang
Ming Xia Wanchun
When I meet flowers, I think of my hometown plum, and the snow covers the cold mountain path.
Yin Mingtang
Title calligraphy and painting
Snow presses the river village, and the garden is full of jade. It is urgent to sell wine and clear ice, and plum blossoms are invited to see.
early spring
Chen Ming Gill
Spring breeze is fragile, wicker is inclined, and new grass is a touch of sand. I want to borrow a hoe from my master to sweep away the residual snow and plant plum blossoms.
Topic Tang Jie Xiao Yuan Jing
Qingyun Shou Ping
After the snow, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and Huaxi is cold. Put on spring clothes. Crossing the south bank of the bridge in search of spring, I traveled all over the plum blossom and brought the bright moon back.
Plum blossom
Wang Qing Shen Shi
One or two rows of plum blossoms were planted in the yard, and the paintings were empty and full of clothes.
Interview with Miao Hongmei in A Dream of Red Mansions
Cao Xueqin
The wine hasn't been opened, and the sentences haven't been cut. I came to Penglai from Wen Chun. I don't want dew in a bottle, but beauty outside the threshold.
After China's entry into WTO, the cold peach and red snow disappeared, and the dust cut Ziyun. If you miss the thin shoulders of the poem, your clothes will still be covered with Buddha moss.
A Dream of Red Mansions chants red plum blossoms (scarlet letter)
Cao Xueqin
Peach is not fragrant, apricot is not red, laugh at the east wind before cold.
The green calyx adds makeup to the torch, and the fairy helps the drunken cross the rainbow. It looks like an ordinary color, and the shade is determined by his ice and snow.
A Dream of Red Mansions chants red plum blossoms.
Cao Xueqin
Bai Mei is lazy to give red berries, which is beautiful and beautiful, and first meets intoxicating eyes. Her frozen face was covered with blood, and her sour heart turned to dust without hatred.
Swallowing Dan medicine by mistake moves real bones, stealing Yaochi to take off old tires.
A dream of red mansions sings of red berries.
Cao Xueqin
Sparse branches are gorgeous flowers, and children's spring makeup is luxurious.
The dream is cold with the tea flute, and the fragrance is crimson. Its predecessor must be Yaotai species, and the color difference is beyond doubt.
Zaomei
Wowkie Zhang
A tree with cold plums and white jade strips stands near the stream bridge next to the village. I don't know if the spray blooms first, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow.
cold night
On a cold night, guests come to tea for wine, and bamboo stove soup boils. As usual, it is different to have plum blossoms in the previous month.
Yujiaao
Li Qingzhao
Knowing that spring is coming in the snow, the cold plum is dotted with delicate branches, and the face is half open. On the court, Jade Man bathed in new makeup.
Nature may be intentional, so teach the moon to be exquisite. * * * Reward is to respect green ants, don't get drunk. This flower is inferior to the flowers in the group.
Plum blossoms attract people. Jingxi block snow
Jie Jiang
Bai Ou asked me whether to stay alone or in my heart. If the heart stays, why lock the eyebrows.
The wind hits the small curtain lamp and dances dizzy, and it is cold to the idle shadow and reminisce about the past. Is Laoyou today? Flower House, Liu Xia Boat.
Dreams are dreams, dreams are not dreams, and cold water flows in vain. Huang Yun is deserted, with kapok and fur everywhere.
Everyone knows that no one is as sad as I am. It snows tonight, and there are plum blossoms, like me.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Ouyang Xiu
The east wind is cold and the plum blossoms are fragrant in the snow. Spring comes early. The red wax branch is small in Shuang Yan, and the golden knife cuts the ribbon delicately.
Warm gold stove smells seaweed. I can't help worrying about the wine entering the waves. Xiuchun slept well, and Luo Wei couldn't feel the screen window.
Linjiangxian
Xin Qiji
I am too lazy to cherish flowers when I am old. I love Mei, who is still near Jiangcun. One branch breaks Yuxi Spring first. I have no attitude towards flowers, I have the spirit of snow.
The leftover rice is beautiful in the empty mountain, because the canal is fresh and the bamboo roots flow with the stream. If you are drunk, you won't remember, and you will return to the evening.