Ao Xue Shi
There are no birds on a hundred mountains, no footprints on a thousand roads, a boat, a bamboo cloak, and an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom. 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. Plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold, and the sword edge comes from sharpening.
There are several plums in the corner, and cold ling blooms alone. From a distance, I know it's not snow, because it has a faint fragrance. From a distance, I know that there are several plum blossoms in the corner, which are fragrant but not a bit cold. The wind and rain send spring home, and the snow flies to welcome the spring. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
Lingfeng Aoxue is heroic, especially at the end of the cold year. When the weather is cold, the color of jade does not change. Lingfeng Aoxue drives alone and is lazy to flatter bees and butterflies. Glide is proud of snow, resistant to winter cold, and jade bone Ice Muscle smiles. Gliding proudly notice, flying in the wind.