Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance.
The nearest flower
Ouyang Xiu
The east wind is cold, the snow is fragrant, and spring comes first. The red wax branch is small in Shuang Yan, and the golden knife cuts the ribbon slender.
Warm seaweed in a golden stove. You can't help worrying when the wine enters the cross wave. Embroidery is a good sleep in spring. Luo Wei can't feel the screen window.
Operator Yongmei.
Song luyou
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
One of miscellaneous poems
Wang Wei
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. Open its first cold flower before tomorrow? .