Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms"
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I don’t know that there is no snow in the distance, but there is a faint fragrance coming.
Su Dongpo's "Red Plum"
The red plum blossoms bloom every year,
The riverbank is about to bloom again.
Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling,
Send spring with straightness and roots.
"Giving Plum Blossoms to the Ridge" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
When all the plum blossoms are in full bloom, all white flowers will bloom, and no one will come if they pass by.
If you don’t taste the green plums and make wine, you should watch the drizzle to ripen the yellow plums.
Bai Juyi's "Newly Planted Plums"
Don't be afraid of the peach and plum envy in Changzhou,
Seven newly planted plums by the pond,
Want to Come to check in at the flower time.
This year is a good year for you to open.
"Plum Blossom" by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty
In March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as water.
No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.
"White Plum" by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty
I wear this body in the ice and snow forest,
Different peaches and plums mixed with fragrance dust.
Suddenly the fragrance spreads all night long,
It spreads like spring throughout the universe.
"Ink Plum Blossoms" by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty
The trees beside the inkstone washing pond at my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks.
Don’t let anyone praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe.
Li Qingzhao's "The Proud Fisherman"
It is known that spring has arrived in the snow,
The cold plum blossoms are dotted with delicate branches,
The fragrant face is half-opened Delicate and charming,
in the court,
the beautiful woman takes a bath and washes off her new makeup.
Catalogue may be intentional,
Therefore, the moon shines brightly.
***The bounty respects the green ants,
Don’t be drunk,
This flower cannot be compared with other flowers.
Li Qingzhao's "Jade House Spring. Red Plums"
The red plum blossoms are willing to be broken into pieces,
Exploring the southern branches and blooming all over?
I don’t know how long it has been brewing,
But it contains infinite meaning.
The Taoist is haggard under the spring window,
It is boring and damaged, and I am worried about not leaning on it.
If you want to look down, come and rest.
It may not be possible tomorrow.
"Early Plum Blossoms" by Liu Zongyuan
Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky of Chu.
The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn.
If you want to give me a gift thousands of miles away, you are separated by mountains and rivers.
What use is there to comfort distant visitors when Han Ying is in ruins?
Jiangmei (Du Fu)
The plum blossoms are broken in front of the wax, and there are more plum blossoms in the later years.
I know that spring is good, but what is the worst thing to worry about?
Snow trees are of the same color, and the river wind is also ripples.
The hometown is invisible, Wu Xiu is gloomy and craggy.
Yong Mei (Lu You)
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office,
Lonely and ownerless.
I am sad alone at dusk,
More wind and rain.
I have no intention of fighting for spring,
I will be jealous for a long time.
Scattered into pieces and crushed into dust,
Only the fragrance remains the same.
Yong Mei (Mao Zedong)
Wind and rain send spring back,
Flying snow welcomes spring.
I am a cliff with hundreds of feet of ice,
especially the beautiful flowers and branches.
Quiet doesn’t fight for spring,
Only reports that spring has come.
When the mountain flowers were in full bloom,
She smiled among the bushes.
Yong Mei (Guo Moruo)
I was sad when I saw plum blossoms in the morning,
I smile when I see plum blossoms today.
There was an east wind that was full of pregnancy,
Spring arrives with plum blossoms.
Wind and rain can lead to madness,
Ice and snow can lead to pride.
A thousand colors of purple and red came in groups,
Blowing bugles everywhere.
Appreciating Chrysanthemums (Shen Junru)
A cluster of cold chrysanthemums is more beautiful than the beautiful flowers, covering the clear window with moving green gauze.
At first I felt a slight fragrance in the hothouse, and it was really strange and beautiful.
Poetry of Autumn Ju (Chen Yi)
Autumn chrysanthemum can be proud of the frost, but the wind and frost are heavy.
It is cold-resistant, but what can it do about wind and frost?
Chrysanthemum Appreciation (Zhu De)
The branches of strange flowers are independent, and the jade bones and ice muscles are closed under the eyes.
Let's listen to the peace of the world, and I am willing to use chrysanthemum wine to resolve the old grudges.
The fragrance of chrysanthemums (Zang Kejia)
The scenery of the North, no wind or rain during the Double Ninth Festival.
If you don’t go to the western mountains to see the red leaves, you will come to see the yellow leaves.
People are leaning on sparse fences, flowers are next to palace walls, red curtains are in the city, and gate towers are looking up to the sky.
I borrow the fragrance and appreciate it alone, thinking about the flying geese flying to the end of the world.
There is no need to hold a bowl of wine, and it is particularly delicious to recite good verses silently.
The figure is thin and energetic, with his head raised toward the east.
Appreciating chrysanthemums (Dong Biwu)
There are more than a hundred famous species of chrysanthemums, and the flowers bloom beautifully.
Autumn is pale outside the garden, but spring is coming before your eyes.
Who is responsible for the merit of creation? Hard-working and intelligent.
Enjoy your heart and invite guests***; sing music to prolong your life.
White chrysanthemums at dusk during the Double Ninth Festival (Bai Juyi)
The garden is full of golden chrysanthemums and tulips, and there is a solitary bush in the middle that looks like frost.
It’s like today’s singing and drinking banquet, and the white-headed man enters the youth field.
Chrysanthemum (Li Shangyin)
Dark lavender, melting yellow.
Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant.
Whenever it is forbidden to be exposed again, it is really timid of the setting sun.
May the golden parrot ascend to the White Yutang.
Chrysanthemums (Yuan Zhen)
The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping all over.
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed.
Yong Ju (Huang Chao)
When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.
The towering incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.
"Little Pond" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty: The spring is silent and trickling, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, which is clear and soft. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
"Lotus Picking Song" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty: The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus blooms on both sides of the face. You can't see anyone entering the pool, but when you hear the song, you feel someone is coming.
"Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty: After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.