Poetry of heavy snow suppressing pine.

Yongsong

Fortunately, there is no abyss, it is a prominent cliff.

I'm lonely when I'm cold, and all the trees don't belong to us.

Yongsong

The ancients have long cherished people's hearts and planted roads loosely until now.

If we can plant more plants today, we will see the eternal shade.

Yongsong

The ancient city is desolate but loose, and the shade is empty.

Pedestrians are busy returning from the summer vacation, not necessarily the wind on the eaves.

Yongsong

one

Thin stone cold plum * * * neighbors, slim and unchanged all the year round.

You know, cream is not in the busy line.

Facing the cold and braving the heat, standing on the hill, the four seasons are lush and stand proudly.

There is no beauty in the road, and evergreen wins for a while.

Secondly,

Wind and rain do not fade, and ice and snow do not bend.

Do passers-by dare to laugh at the success of the black dragon?

third

Message from Nanshan Old Man, first frost will live forever.

I am very happy to dance in the air with Ruihe and enjoy the red sun with Xiangyun.

Fourth.

Covering the sky against the weather, traveling in space with the moon and stars.

Pull out the vulgar and extraordinary gentleman's ambition, and the wind and rain show the hero.

Jon jonsson/Song Qing

The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight.

You should know that pine trees are noble and noble before melting.