The whole poem is: Spring brings warmth to bloom, and spring comes first. Flaming leaves and red clouds fall and plum blossoms are in full bloom.
This is a poem by the poet Li Bai praising Li Hua. Walking into Sanjing Village, Guilin Town, the plum blossoms in the mountains and plains are as light as butterflies and as white as snow. They don't compete with peach blossoms or begonia. They are cautious and open, meticulously crafted, with the ultimate tranquility, which makes people linger.
There are also poems about Li Hua:
1, I became lyrical after seeing Li Hua in Xiao Shangshu's former residence.
Don Liu Changqing
The hand is fragrant, but the heart hurts, so the path is small.
Birds used to crow, but today the host doesn't.
Who should sweep the floor and go home with the wind?
Empty pity old Yin, the * * * stained with clothes.
2. See plum blossoms in the north tower of Daozhou City.
Don Luwin
Guan Shanyue at night is like snow on the battlefield.
I once took the western regions, hoping to surpass them.
I can read endlessly and want to forget what I said.
Is it a touching flower, a lonely festival of self-pity?
3. Li Hua
Song-Wang Anshi
Pick peach blossoms and break calyx, not plum blossoms.
The guest heart is mighty, and the east wind is urgent. See how long this wine can last.
4. Li Hua
Song-Wang Zhu
The branches are frosty and white, and there is no word to laugh at Xiaofeng.
Fang Qing in this couple is pink.