Plum blossom poems with pictures

There are some plum blossoms in the corner, and cold ling opens Wang Anshi's plum blossoms alone.

Broken bridge outside the post station, lonely and open to swim without the owner "Bufu"

Don't let people boast about good colors, just let the air be filled with MoMei by dry Wang Kunmian.

Plum without snow without spirit, snow without poetry. Lu Meipo's "No.2 Notice"

Suddenly a Ye Xiang, scattered as withered Kun Wan Li spring Wang Mian bridled.