Early spring (Han Yu)
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
Victory, smoke willow full of imperial city.
Spring rain-the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.
Spring flowers-a melancholy snow in Donglan, life is clear.
Spring night-it's already late at night, and the big dipper languishes in the south.
Spring water-Spring water is bluer than the sky. Draw a boat and listen to the rain.
Spring breeze-Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan. When will the bright moon shine on me?
Spring-you can easily recognize the east wind, and all colors are always spring.
Spring scenery-try to see it from the detached platform, a flower city, half full of spring water.
Spring outing-Dongfeng knows that I want to travel around the mountains and blow away the rain accumulated between the eaves.
Spring thoughts-the spring heart is not * * * flowers contend for hair, even if this flame of love, is it only ashes? .
The silence of spring-the rain brought by spring tide comes late and comes in a hurry, and no one crosses the boat in the wild.
Spring sorrow-ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
Spring dream-when you are on your pillow, you can travel thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.
Spring resentment-natural infatuation in life, this resentment has nothing to do with romantic.
Returning to spring-falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
Summer:
1, "Early Summer" Song Zhu Shu Zhen
Bamboo shadows cover the secluded windows, and birds sing at sunset every two days.
Xie Que begonia flies out of the floc, and the weather is getting longer and longer.
2. Song Luyou's Early Summer Poems
Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer.
It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person.
3. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Moonlight Walking Huangsha Road"
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
4, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang" Song Yang Wanli
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
5, "Early Summer is Things" An Shi of Wang Song
There is a bend in Liang Shi's hut, and running water splashes in the west.
Warm wind gives birth to wheat on sunny days, and green grass wins flowers.
6. Song Sushi, Chu Qing on the lake after drinking.
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.
7, "Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
8, "Shanting Xia Ji" Tang Gao.
Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.
9. "Sanqu Daozhong" once existed in the Song Dynasty.
Plum yellow and sunny, flowing all over the mountain.
The green trees on the mountain road are as dense as when they came, and the bushes of several orioles in the dense forest add more fun than when they came.
10, Sleeping in Early Summer Song Yang Wanli
Plum sour teeth, banana green sieve.
Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
1 1, "Summer and Japan" Liu Tangzong source
The summer in Yongzhou was wet and hot, so that the man dozed off drunk, pushed open the north window and had a long sleep.
When I woke up at noon, I only felt the silence of the earth and the sound of a cup of tea when new tea was smashed in the bamboo forest.
12 "Early Summer on the Pool" Tang Bai Juyi
Spring pools accumulate water late, and summer trees abound. The boat is like a wild crossing, and the fence falls like a river village.
Touch the piano mattress quietly and open the door of the wine cellar. Get a little grandson if you have nothing to do.
13, The First Summer Tang Baorong
Yesterday's youth is gone, and the evening peak is still beautiful. Although there are residual states,
Maimai decoction is anti-anxiety. You cherish the season, and you feel fleeting.
14, "Li Changxing sends summer to the south as summer" Tang Du Mu.
Beside Houjia Avenue, cicada trees are green. The lock is far away and the shutter door is cold.
The fence is full of red medicine, and the shelf leads the green radish to grow. Every day is a pillow, so there are mountains and rivers.
15, Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty, climbed crane rock occasionally in summer.
The wind blows me up the hill, and it is cool in June.
I would like to use the old monk's double white cranes to soar in the depths of the blue clouds.
16, "Summer Captain's Room Tour" Tang Chenziang
The mountains and rivers open beautiful houses, and the piano songs are listed. People doubt the reward of white buildings, and the land is like bamboo forest Zen.
There is chaos in the opposite pool, which is connected with Xuan. Now the sky is silent, and spring is clearly made by the moon.
Melancholy Qiu Si
Ji Zhang
Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,
The writer's book is full of meaning.
I can't talk about it in a hurry
When the messenger was leaving, I broke the seal again.
Poems describing autumn:
Tang Wang Wei in the autumn night in the mountains
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Autumn night Tang Wangwei
At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.
The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.
Midnight Qiu Ge Tang Libai
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
Qiudeng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building Tang Libai
In the picturesque river, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the sky is clear. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge.
Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?
"Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
On Zhang's Autumn Climbing to Country-specific Mountains.
Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.
The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
Tang Du Mu in Autumn Night
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
Du Fu in Gordon Tang Dynasty
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Zhong Qiu yue song sushi
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Bai Juyi in Mid-Autumn Festival and Tang Dynasty
Wan Li's beauty is incredible, adding sorrow, benefiting and hating to travel around the world.
Who is stationed outside Gansu for a long time? Where is the new parting before the court?
After falling out of favor, Ji returned to the hospital that night, but when the veteran went upstairs.
According to how many people are heartbroken, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing.
Words describing autumn:
Su Muzhe Song Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves.
The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep.
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
The Pride of Fisherman Song Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown.
The four sides are connected with each other.
Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.
The pipe strength is covered with frost.
People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Li Qiao
Works: Wind
Content:
It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring.
Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.
Xing Shan Dumu
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Autumn:
Liu Dabai, on the autumn night river
Birds return to their nests,
Embarrassed as it is,
And come back with the sunset.
Flap your wings,
Throw the sunset on the river;
White-headed reed,
And dressed up as a beautiful woman.
( 1923)
Pigeon Hu Shi
Clouds are light and the sky is high. What a late autumn weather!
There is a flock of pigeons playing in the air.
Look at them in twos and threes,
Back and forth,
Iraq is like Italy,—
Abrupt, turn it over and reflect the sunshine, white lining the sky, very beautiful!
( 19 18)
Autumn morning is at stake.
Goodbye, starry night,
I've suffered from the pain that holy water is hard to wash,
You stepped on my back,
Welcome, Shu Dong, you are alive again!
At this last moment, I opened my eyes.
Hold the sun's feet with both hands. Look at that.
Leaves quiver, flowers dance, intoxicated by the sound of the city,
Until you cry with joy!
( 1934)
Xu zhimo is on the bus in Shanghai and Hangzhou
Hurry! Come on, come on!
When is a cigarette, a mountain and a cloud?
A water, a bridge, a car accident,
A forest pine tree, a bunch of bamboo, red leaves are:
Colorful fields, colorful autumn scenery,
As clear as a dream, vague, hidden,-
Come on, come on! Is it a wheel or time?
Urging old Qiu, urging old age!
( 1928)
Xu zhimo's whisper
First-class cold autumn pool autumn rain,
In the withered autumn willows,
On the cowardly autumn branches,
On a yellow autumn leaf,
Listen to him kiss and kiss,
Whispering about Sanqiu's affairs and love stories,
Finally, I brushed him gently in the autumn halo of autumn eyes and turned a whirlpool and a half.
Follow the autumn stream.
Whispering of autumn rain, Sanqiu's feelings,
The plot of love poems also falls into the autumn halo of autumn eyes, dancing everywhere,
Follow the autumn stream.
(1July 2, 9221day)
Autumn Moon by Xu Zhimo
Autumn moon!
Who can afford a silver fingertip?
Romantic scratch and climb!
Don't believe it, but look at the light waves of the sea, you can't help it.
The touch of the jade finger is crying there! That's it:
Boring clouds,
Beautiful autumn moon,
Smoke warms the heart and cold eyes,
Put on your light clothes coldly,
Involved
Get married.
(192216 October)
Xu Zhimo's Autumn Moon
The same moonlight,
Tonight, because we are all looking up-
Look at it, full of charm,
Being a thug from a black man
Rising in the clouds—
It looks extraordinarily bright and round.
It spread on the road,
It floats on the water,
It is immersed in
Water plants knot like sadness.
Underwater;
It's on the ridge of the ancient city,
Thousands of city bricks are in its glory.
Breathe,
It stroked.
Grave ruins scattered inside and outside the city,
In the constant cry of resident birds,
Want to see old and new ghosts,
Stand together like us,
Eyes shining,
Chewing the biting shade:
Silver lingering poetry
Like the star phosphorus on the water,
Flying in the dew.
Listen to the songs of the four fields-
Eternal and humble harmony,
Sadness and joy,
Hatred and love,
Preserve heat energy in the dark,
In this secluded autumn night and autumn field
In the vast universe,
The greatness of "solution"
In all the tiny depths
launch
Baby's smile!
(1930 10 month)
Qiu Meng Dai Wangshu
The shepherd's bell in the distance,
Shake off the light leaves.
Qiu Meng is light,
This is the gentle and elegant love of a shepherdess.
So my dream came quietly,
But it carries a heavy past.
Oh, now, I'm a little cold,
Some are cold, and some are melancholy.
(193 1 year 1 month)
Dai Wangshu with Frost Flower
September frost flowers,
Frost flowers in October,
The charming girl in the fog,
Drive to my temple.
Decorate with autumn leaves,
You decorated the monotonous death,
The charming girl in the fog,
Come and don't wear your plain flowers for me.
Do you still have tears of pearls?
The sun has not been rekindled.
I watched my temple fall apart,
So I welcome the autumn you decorated.
(19351October)
Du in autumn
Even the pigeon whistle makes a mature tone,
In the past, rainy and noisy summers.
Don't think about that severe and sultry exam any more.
Detail memory in dangerous swimming.
After breaking ground in the bud of spring,
Twisting and damage in bud growth,
These branches are also growing wildly in the hot sun.
I almost got lost on a rainy night.
Now, there is not a cloud in the plain sky.
The mountains and rivers are bright and clean, and the vision is exceptionally broad;
The season of wisdom and emotional maturity,
The river also seems to come from a deeper source.
Turbulence is fermented,
Brewing transparent wine in the valley;
What autumn is blowing? An intoxicating smell.
Autumn flowers and autumn leaves have been dyed deep.
Street trees also imply something red,
The wheels of the bicycle are shining with vitality;
The long arm of the tower crane points to the distance at high altitude.
Qiuyang scans the harvest information on it.
(1autumn of 979)
Li Ji of Jiangnan Grass
In the autumn when chrysanthemums are in full bloom,
It's my first time in Jiangnan.
Although I came in a hurry,
Winter:
1. For example, this winter, it will be held in the west of the city. (Du Fu: Military Vehicle Shop)
2. The autumn moon is covered with clouds, and the winter ridge is cold and pine. (Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons)
3. The neighbors in the south are even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed. (Lu You: The Storm on October 28th)
4. Make haste in winter tonight, and get older tomorrow. (Dong Sigong: "Shou Sui")
5. Sing autumn wind, buy wine and fly winter snow. (Wang Wei: "Four Qi Poems")
When the severe winter came, all the flowers disappeared. (Chen Yi: "Mei")
7. I don't know if the spraying has started recently, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum")
8. Children learn to be neighbors in winter, ignorant but precious. (Lu You: Autumn in the Suburb)
9. Every winter on the solstice in Handan, I am accompanied by a hug lamp. (Bai Juyi: Homesickness from Winter to Day and Night)
10. The weather and personnel are urging each other. The winter solstice is sunny and spring is coming again. (Du Fu: "Xiaozhi")
Detailed:
A Song of Snow White Farewell Tian Shuji Wu Home Tang Censhen
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
"Jiang Xue" Liu Tang Zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
A suggestion for a friend Liu Tang Bai Juyi
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove. It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .
Meihua Wang Song Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
North fashion Tang Libai
Candle dragon lives in a cold door, and its brilliance is still blooming.
Why don't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind is angry with the sky.
Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai.
You miss your wife in December. Stop singing and laugh.
Looking at the pedestrians by the door, it's sad to miss the Great Wall.
Don't mention the sword to save the side, leave this tiger, gold, shovel, shovel.
There are white arrows in the forest, and spiders make webs for dust.
The arrow is not empty, people die today and never come back.
I can't bear to see this thing, it has burned to ashes.
The yellow river can hold soil, and the north wind hates rain and snow.
First, join the army (4)
Don Wang Changling
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
Second, I saw the snow peak in Central South China.
Tang zuyong
Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud.
After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.
Third, miscellaneous poems
Wang Wei
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.
When you came to the carved window of my house, did that plum bloom?
Fourth, in mountainous areas.
Wang Wei
The stream of the river has been flowing for less than a day, and white stones are exposed on the riverbed. The weather is getting colder and the red leaves on the branches are becoming scarce.
There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by.
Fifth, don't be big.
Tanggaoshi
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you.
Sixth, the owner of every snow in Furong Mountain.
Don Liu Changqing
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
Seven, plug the song (2)
Tanglulun
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.
I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
Eight, join the army north.
Don
After the snow in Tianshan Mountain, the sea is cold, and it is difficult to blow the flute all over.
There were 300,000 people in the village, and I looked back at the moon for a while.
May:
In winter, Zhang Songlei, an empty mountain, wanted to be old, but he came when he was old. I am afraid of willows every year, and I am sad everywhere. Vegetables lack nails and red wax blooms. How can there be ice and snow? The east wind returns day and night.
Then with Yang, Meihua, Song, Su Shi, Mo v. Frost Morning, the white head is wasted day and night. Cut a new flower, like waiting for the moon in the west wing.
Plum blossoms are in full bloom in Sushiling, Song Mei, but no pedestrians will come. Don't take advantage of the plum to taste the boiling wine, but watch the drizzle ripen the plum.
Mo Zhu Meng Li, Qingjiang drunk ink, cold branches sparse frost. Now it's black and white, so don't ask, make up for the world.
Yang Bu's painting "Song Lou Diao Mei Hua" is common, and Song's understanding of them is more realistic. Baihua and Huadu are friends, but I only saw these three people when it was cold.
Xuemeilu Songmeipo has the spirit of plum without snow and the custom of snow without plum. Sunset poems are snowy all day, and it smells good with Mei.
Song, Song and Song refused to surrender for the sake of spring, so the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. Begging for wintersweet from Zhang Zhongmou.
In the Song Dynasty, Huang Tingjian heard that wild plum hair was behind the temple in Wen Jun, and the fragrance was as yellow as a palace. I don't want to fold up to cover my old eyes. If you want to know the scenery in spring, go to the pond.
Fishing, sleepy, Song Yang Wanli's small pavilion, the window half-closed, the door half-closed, fell asleep while reading. Bored by plum blossoms for no reason, I deliberately blew incense to break my dreams.
On a cold night, thunder comes to tea for wine, and on a cold night, the bamboo stove soup is boiled red at first. As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month.
A bottle of cold water in Zhangdaoqi, Song Mei, and a bottle of spring branches, the fragrance will not decrease. No one has seen the bottom of the cross-inclined bamboo, and Wei Yun knows nothing about it.
Hongmei Su Dongpo believes in Hongmei every year, and the river is hanging down. Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.
At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, plum trees were tall and reflected Chu Tianbi. The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white. I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question. Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can I use to comfort my distant friends?
Bai Juyi, a newly planted plum pond, planted seven new plums by the pool and wanted to check them when they bloomed. Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.
Mo Mei, a painter in Zhao Bingwen, doesn't make powder and fat noodles, but she is afraid that others will think I am straight. We didn't know each other when we met. Xia Fu never cut a jade man.
Wang Yuan, Bai Mei, wore it in a snowy forest, with different peaches and plums mixed together. Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered like a dry spring in Wan Li.
Mo Meiyuan Wang Mian, a tree in West Wild Goose Lake near my home, is in full bloom with faint ink marks. Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
Plum Garden Wang Mian In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were green. No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. The beginning of plum viewing in spring
Last night, the east wind turned to fight, and the strange willows disappeared in the snow. A tree in the morning, like countless apricots, opens on a small bridge and leads to this lonely village. It should be that the chemical industry is too thin, so the color will help the flowers. Don't distinguish between green branches and leaves, it will win the championship among thousands of flowers.
Recalling the Snow Portrait of the Immortal by Duan Keji in Meiyuan, I accompanied him to the West Lake this year. There are few changes in the spring breeze, and the standard grid seems to be old now.
Feng Zizhen of West Lake Meiyuan is surrounded by Yulin on the bank of Su Lao Dike, and the romantic month of Liuqiao is a bosom friend. Let him compete for happiness, not prosperity.
Feng Zizhen in Meiyuan, Yuanyang is as skillful as a flower, so it is better to take pictures by the cold pond. I'm just worried about drawing a corner and blowing it away. The film hurts the most.
Inscription: Mo Meiyuan, Tao, Chu Shi's home is in Mingyue Mountain, where the lake is cold and soaked in jade. It seems that the vertical and horizontal pens and iron rings of the seal have become flowers.
Yangshan road, Zhongyuan stone is good at staying in the rain, fighting for points in spring, and flying over the ancient grave. Seeing people living in the deep dock, Meihua stopped opening the door around the house.
The grass is not deep in the Spring Festival Evening, and the sky is clear and the garden is moist. It's raining in Chuqing, and the shadow of childhood is dark.
In winter, Yu released crows in Lin Qingxu and covered them with bamboo curtains. Why did you ask Wang Sungui to return? Yu Mei opens a flower to the north.
Xia Wanchun thinks of plum blossoms in his hometown when he meets flowers, but snow can't cover the cold mountain road. The bright moon has similar worries, and a plain shadow treats others.
The early plum blossoms are modern, dreamy and washed in the snow, which can be divided into Ming and Qing Dynasties. Acacia is the most important bone in the world, which makes the spring breeze come first.
Mei Wei has never seen plum blossom spectrum, she has her own god. If you don't believe me, try a thousand trees, and the east wind makes spring.
Wang Yuanzhang painted Mei Ming and Xu Wei upside down. He was too lonely to copy the clouds. Don't take everything too seriously, and don't blame plum blossoms for falling to the ground.
Inscription painting: Snow in Yin Mingtang crushed the cold in Jiangcun Village, and the garden was saved by Yu Ying. It is urgent to sell wine and clear the ice, and there are also plum-thinning guests to watch.
In early spring, the spring breeze in Chen Jiru is weak and the willows are oblique, and the new grass distinguishes a touch of sand. I want to borrow a hoe from my master to sweep away the residual snow and plant plum blossoms.
Song Huizong painted half-open, and Mei Zhaoming went to the court to give up drinking and write half a plum blossom. After the melancholy palace spring went away, a branch floated in the south of the Yangtze River.
Picture Mei Xiaoru. The light snow disappeared at the beginning of the Half Moon Lake, and two or three branches could be seen in the distance by the hedge. The fragrance reaches the heavenly heart, but it is not known to ordinary flowers and trees.
Draw plum blossoms, Chen Ming, the plum fragrance in Zhuliba field, and bring snow to the drunken hometown. In spring, paper sleeps alone, and people are busy when they are tired.
Painting Plums Chen Ming's plum blossoms stand out from the crowd. After the snow, she is busy laughing at me. Take a skill to hang a bamboo stick and return a fragrance.
Plum blossoms fell on the porch eaves, and the wind blew in front of the court last night. I don't know where to whistle, and I hit it.
Early plum tea is smooth and all trees are cold and colorless, and the south branch is alone. Where the fragrance smells flowing water, the shadow falls on the savage. Ding Zheng wrote Mei on the third day.
Tan Li Ming's daily chemical is full of laughter and blowing a smile. The drinker was so excited that poetry fell from the sky.
The inscribed poems are very clear. Pu has nothing to do with it. She must go back to Mei. The snow is deep and the spring is shallow, and it is half home. After the snow in the mountains
In the morning when Xie Kaimen opened the door, the mountains were covered with snow, with pale eyes and cold sun. There is no drop of plum blossom frozen on the eaves, which is a kind of loneliness.
Draw Mei Qing, Jin Nong and Lao Mei. The older you get, the older your spirit is. If there are people in the hydropower tower. It's very cold and full, if I know that Mingyue is my predecessor.
Xiao Yun was dismissed by Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. Snow falls behind, falling lightly in the green, Huaxi is cold, put on spring clothes. Looking for spring across the south bank of the bridge, walking around plum blossoms and bringing back the bright moon.