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.
Su Dongpo's Red Plum
Every year, I believe in red berries,
The river hangs down and wants to open.
Take care of your feelings, Yiling,
Straight roots send spring.
Shi's "Send Meiling"
Plum blossoms are in full bloom and pedestrians don't come.
Don't take advantage of the plum to taste the boiling wine, but watch the drizzle ripen the plum.
Bai Juyi's new plum
Don't be afraid of Cheung Chau being jealous of peaches and plums.
Seven new plums were planted by the pond.
Check it when you want to spend time.
This year is a good year for your majesty.
Plum Blossom by Wang Yuan Cotton
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.
Wang Yuan Mian's White Eyebrows
In the snow forest,
Different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly, it smells good all night,
Scattered like withered Kun Wan Li Spring.
Wang Yuan Mian's Mo Mei
The trees in Xiyan Lake near my home are covered with faint ink marks.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
Li Qingzhao's The Fisherman's Pride
Knowing spring in the snow,
Cold plums adorn delicate branches,
Sweet face, half-open, charming,
In court,
Jade bath new makeup.
Nature may be intentional,
So, teach the bright moon a little more exquisitely.
* * * The reward is green ants,
Don't stop getting drunk,
This flower is not comparable to the flowers in the group.
Li Qingzhao's "Lou Yuchun Hongmei"
Red Crisp is willing to beat Qiongbao to pieces,
Explore the south branch to the end?
I don't know how long it has been borrowed.
But seeing that the package is infinite.
The Taoist priest languishes at the bottom of the spring window,
Dull, dry and sad.
If you want to look down, come and have a rest,
It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.
Liu Zongyuan's Early Plum
Early plum trees reflect 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 be used to comfort the thoughts of distant friends?
Jiang Mei (Du Fu)
Plum blossoms break before, but more after.
I never know that spring is good, what is the most annoying thing?
The snow trees are the same color, and the river wind is its own school.
I can't see my hometown, and the witch is gloomy and rugged.
Yongmei (Lu You)
Broken bridge outside the column,
Loneliness has no master.
I was alone at dusk,
It is windy and rainy.
Have no intention of fighting for spring,
A group of people are jealous.
Break into pieces, grind into powder,
Only the fragrance remains the same.
2. The word "blue butterfly" describing plum blossom is not a dream.
[Saint] Pure as ice and jade, ice muscle as jade bone, lingering fragrance of cold ling, Ao Shuang roaring snow, proud of snow after frost, cutting snow and ice, proud of the whole body, fighting snow and ice, unknown, unpretentious, faint fragrance, alone with cold ling, chic and unyielding, extraordinary and refined, indomitable, proud of snow and ice, charming but not gorgeous, beautiful in the snow. She is not lost because there are no butterflies, nor depressed because there are no bees to follow, nor like crazy catkins dancing with the wind, nor like fine peach blossoms chasing water, but selflessly blooming silently in the cold, with no regrets, bringing joy and beautiful enjoyment to people's lives.
Plum blossoms are noble in character, and their iron bones are clanking. She is not afraid of cold and freezing, ice and snow invasion, frost knife danger, perseverance, full of pride and unique style. When people see plum blossoms, they will be infected and inspired by their strong, straight and noble temperament.
3. What words describe plum blossoms? China spirit is not afraid of the cold, unpretentious, bright frost and proud snow, charming but not gorgeous. Iron and silver branches clank with pride. Not afraid of cold, snow, frost, medicinal incense, crisp plum, plum blossom, post road, Leng Yan, pure fragrance and strong toughness. Not afraid of the cold, unpretentious, bright frost and proud snow, charming but not gorgeous. Not afraid of the cold, a group of people are jealous and smashed into dust. Business Unit Operator Yongmei * *
Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. The cliff is already a hundred feet of ice, and there are beautiful flowers. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.
When she was in bloom, she laughed in the bushes. Xue Mei Lu Meipo Xue Mei is unwilling to reduce the pen fee of the Poets' Museum. Zhang Mei Xu Xun's Snow scored three points, but Snow White lost. Plums have a fragrance. Mei has no snow, no spirit, no snow and no poetry. People's sunset poems are full of snow, and their beautiful works are very good. Chun Mei Wang Qi is not affected by dust. Caotang is complacent. Just because I misunderstood Lin Hejing, the poet said that Lin Bu's plum blossom swayed and its unique beauty was broken. The amorous feelings are scattered in the small garden. The water is clear and the fragrance is light, and the bird peeks at the butterfly first, if you know how to close your soul. Fortunately, I can sing, and I don't need ebony boards. * * Jin Zun cold night, Du Xiaoshan cold night guests to tea, wine, bamboo stove, soup boiling, red. It's unusual to have plum blossoms in front of the window, but autumn is different. It's a feeling that the hedge keeper welcomes the dawn to meet the cold. Three Wan Li East River flows into the sea, and five thousand mountains climb skyscrapers.
It's another year for the adherents to cry in the dust and look south to Julian Waghann. To Ye Fan, to Lukai, to Song Dynasty, to Song Dynasty.
There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring. Don and Xiaomei are in the garden on the mountain and stagger down to the small garden.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare, and you don't need to be good at the golden urn. Wang Mei Anshi counted several plums in the corner, and hanling opened them alone.
It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance. Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and betting on plum blossom poems lost a poem by Wang Anshi of Fahua, "Looking for Spring and Seeing Plum Blossoms", and there was a pile of snow on the road.
Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post. Yimei, Li Shangyin, settled in Tianya, and she didn't want to let things happen.
Cold plum is the most hateful. It looks like last year's flowers. 1 1 Go to Fufeng in the middle of the month to see plum blossoms, Li Shangyin, graceful and untimely.
Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost. Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken.
Who is the morning show for? Don't wait to be the last word of Fang Meihua (one of them). Lu You heard that the plum blossom is cool and the snow drifts all over the four mountains. How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
Plum blossom quatrains (2) The valley is as far north as bloom is late every year. Do you know it's time to be covered with snow and ice?
Plum blossom quatrains (the third) The more awe-inspiring the snow is, the stronger the integrity between flowers is. Outdated will drift away, and shame will pity Dong Jun even more.
Mei Chu, thank you for welcoming the Spring, so I get up early and I am not afraid of the cold. I am afraid that after falling into the flowers, no one will look at it.
Du Fu's plum blossom in Jiangmeitang is broken before, and there are many plum blossoms after the year. I never know that spring is good, what is the most annoying thing? The snow trees are the same color, and the river wind is its own school.
I can't see my hometown, and the witch is gloomy and rugged. At the beginning of Mei Tang, ten thousand trees in Miracle were frozen to break, and the solitary roots were warm and lonely.
Snow covered the village. Last night, flowers were in full bloom in the snow. The breeze is blowing towards Mei, so it has no emotional appeal. Avon's clean posture makes the birds jumpy.
If you obey the law next year, it will first be reflected in Chuntai. Wei Zashi came from the old country. Tell me what happened there! .
Leaning against the window and opening the first cold flower tomorrow? ? Wei has seen the cold plum hair and heard the birds singing. Looking forward to spring grass, I am afraid of jade steps.
Don Li Shangyin settled in Tianya, and he didn't want things to happen. Cold plum is the most hateful. It looks like last year's flowers.
On the plum river, Shi suddenly saw the cold plum tree, blooming Hanshui River. I don't know if spring is early, but I suspect it's playing with pearls.
Tang Yuxi, sent by Ding Meiyong, often suffers from colds in early flowers, and his condition is complicated and miserable. What happened to you in spring? Yao Tao will smile, prostitutes will look back! When I asked Jinding, I knew it tasted bad.
It is difficult to draw a single plum blossom with snow in the early days of Tang Cui Daorong. There is rhyme in the fragrance, which is extremely cold.
Flute worries, oblique skill depends on disease. Against the wind, if solved, it is easy to destroy.
Plum blossom Tang Yuxin feels plum blossom fragrance in the twelfth lunar month. I don't believe that this year's Spring Festival Evening, everyone will come to see it.
The tree hangs on the ice, and the branches are cold. If I had known I couldn't find it, I really regretted the clothes list.
Looking for Plum Blossoms in the Snow Tang Xiaogang was absolutely surprised by the late arrival of Plum Blossoms. He tried to peep in the snow. The lower branches are visible, but the higher branches are hard to know.
Everyone is embarrassed to show their wrists and make way for each other. You must also learn two or three skills by cutting and confusing.
Plum Blossoms Tang Jiang Han Wei Bai Yutang planted a plum tree, and now he suddenly sees several plum blossoms. Several doors are closed, how can Chunguang come in? Plum blossom beam is thin, with small calyx and pearl color.
When a flower blooms, a hundred flowers bloom and the garden is full of spring. If you want to spread the message of spring, you are not afraid of snow burial.
In di, take three fang, Dong Jun is advocated. 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 are short and red wax flowers.
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. Give plum blossoms to Sushi Ridge in Song Mei, and the flowers will be white and pedestrians will not 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 often vivid with pen and ink, and Song's understanding of Mei Hua is more real.
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. From Zhang Zhongmou's "Begging for Songs" to Huang Tingjian's "Wen Jun Si Hou Ye Mei Mao", the fragrant honey was dyed palace-style yellow.
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. Gu Xiaode made a frozen dumpling back when he was in danger, and coral branches hung cold on the bright moon in the sea.
Ugly monsters can be amazing and charming, and only Han Xiao knows that the soul is broken. 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. In the early years of Mei Liuzong.
4. The words describing the fallen flowers went to Li Baidong to flow to the west, and the fallen flowers were ashamed of the forest.
It is said that Li Bai's poplar in Wang Changling has been lost, and Wen Daolong has crossed five streams. Li Bai, a junior second-line student, swims around and laughs at Huji wine shop.
It's only in the spring to send someone to Zhang Bi, and it's still one thing to leave someone to take pictures. Du Fu's On Meeting Li Guinian and Going Down to the South of the Yangtze River is a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.
Bai Juyi passed Yuan Jia's letter room, and all he said was empty talk, and running water poured into the pool mercilessly. In spring, I frequently travel with Li Erke outside the country, because I gave a long sentence, Bai Juyi stepped on the fallen flowers in the morning and came back with birds at dusk.
Du Mu in Jinguyuan resents birds at dusk, and the fallen flowers are still like fallen flowers. Du Mu, an egret, flew into the distance in surprise to reflect the blue mountains and the evening breeze in pear flower falls.
Xiao Chun Meng Haoran But now I remember that night, that storm, and I want to know how many flowers were broken. Topic Xinghua Temple Garden Pavilion Jia Dao Bai Yutang Autumn wind, thorns full of pavilions, you know.
Wang Anshi in Beishan counted the fallen flowers because he sat for a long time and found grass too late. No one asked Cao Cao about the fallen flowers outside the door in the spring dusk, and the green Ran Ran was all over the world.
Tourists have a spring outing in Fengle Pavilion. Ouyang Xiu, regardless of whether it will get old in spring, steps on the flowers in front of the pavilion. The flowing water of Langtaosha Liyu is gone, it is heaven and earth.
Recalling Li Cun's fairy posture is like a dream, and the waning moon is fading away. What's more, the deep courtyard in Wei Zhuang is closed, the small courtyard is empty, and the fallen petal is fragrant and red.
Back home, it is said that it rains everywhere in late spring in Wei Zhuang. Wei Zhuang, Kinmen, flowers like spring, heartbroken grass green.
The good news is that Li Qingzhao's wind will set the flowers deep, and there is a red pile of snow outside the curtain. Xue Mei Xiang Liu Yong's elegant posture and graceful posture complement each other, and the water flows from west to east.
Rui partridge Ouyang Xiu was even more disappointed with the spring breeze, falling out of the flowers and dancing in the rain. Like a dream, Qin Guanchi is full of fallen birds.
Linjiang Xianyan Dao Ji is independent, and swift flies together. Ye Mengde, a corn poppy, has danced amorous feelings and sent yellow rain.
Zhu Jinmen, full of flowers and curtains, heartbroken grass is far away. In the Spring Festival Evening, the King made the March flowers bloom more vigorously, and the eaves became more and more swallowy.
Plum blossoms in Wang Mian, no one has seen them, and countless plum blossoms have fallen on the wild bridge. Cao Xueqin, who buried the flowers, hoed the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir with his hands and endured stepping on the fallen flowers again and again? The fallen petal intentionally follows the flowing water, and the flowing water has no beloved fallen petal. -from: "Continued Lights Wenzhou Longxiang Zhuyuanjue Master" "Class: See it, not see it.
Seeing is far from seeing, but seeing is out of reach. Falling flowers deliberately follow the running water, and the running water loves falling flowers mercilessly. "
-originally a Buddhist Zen language. The original meaning is that the fallen flowers float away with the flowing water, describing the scene last spring. Now it is more like a metaphor that one side is intentional and the other side is ruthless.
The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth. I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
Gong Zizhen's flowers are flying all over the sky. Who has pity for the red elimination? In Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions, the flowers in Buried Flowers float from one place to another, and there are two places to worry about.
Li Qingzhao's Plum now reminds me of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were folded. Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" is a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and the opportunity of falling flowers meets you.
Du Fu's "On Meeting Li Guinian Downstream" was full of tears, which was somewhat sad in ancient times. Wen's "water" tree, with endless flowers and much rain, is new and good. It takes as long as 360 days to fall flowers.
Chen's "Song of Falling Flowers in the Western Suburb") fell in love with running water. Running water has no heart for falling flowers. I hope it helps you.
5. Words and Poems Describing Plum Blossoms Yongmei Wang Anshi counted several plum blossoms in the corner. Only hanling knew that it was not snow, because it had a faint fragrance.
"Early Plum" Li Dongfeng's west wind, the leaves in the middle of Qunmushan are empty. Only plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white.
"Red Plum" Su Shi believes in red plums every year, and the river is drooping. Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.
"Early Plum" Liu Zongyuan is tall in the morning, reflecting 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 be used to comfort the thoughts of distant friends?
Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden: Lin Bu's numerous fragrances shake off a unique charm and occupy a small garden. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
The frost bird wants to get a glimpse first, but if the butterfly knows that it has lost its soul, it is fortunate that it has a whisper, so it is not necessary to be good at the golden urn. "Plum Blossom" Jiang planted a plum tree in Bai Yutang, but now he suddenly saw several flowers in full bloom.
Several doors are closed, how can Chunguang come in? Xue Mei (1) Lu Meipo and Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring, and the poet stopped writing and commented on this chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is white, but it has lost the fragrance of Mei. "Notice" (2) There was a man in Lu Meipo, who had no snow and no spirit, snow and no poetry.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.