There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
It's not snow in the distance, because there's a smell coming.
Plum, early plum.
East wind and west wind, leaves are empty in the middle of Gunmushan.
Only plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white.
Su Shi in Hongmei
Every year, the fragrant letter bears red berries, and the river hangs down to open.
Take care of your feelings and send spring to the root.
"Early Plum" Liu Zongyuan
Early plums grow tall trees, reflecting Chu Tianbi.
The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to give it to Wan Li, across the mountains and rivers.
Sitting and selling cold English is useless to comfort distant guests.
Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden Lin Bu
People who are fragrant shake off their beauty and occupy the small garden with all kinds of amorous feelings.
The shadows are shallow and the dusk is fragrant.
Frost birds want to see first, and pink butterflies like to know each other.
Fortunately, there are micro songs to talk about, and you don't need to be good at playing golden urn.
Jiang, Plum Blossom
There was a plum tree in front of Bai Yutang, and now I suddenly saw several flowers in bloom.
Several doors are closed, how can Chunguang come in?
Xue Mei Lu Meipo
For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and 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 piece of Mei Xiang.
Xue Mei (2) Lu Meipo
Plum without snow without spirit, snow without poetry.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.
2. Guan Mei's poem is the broken bridge of Yongmei, a radio operator, outside the post station. He is lonely and has no owner.
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain. Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.
Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual. North Korea and the United States have not entered the juvenile court, and they are speechless and desolate.
Wandering life, very cold. At the end of the river, new poems and old dreams are lonely and hateful.
No matter the spring breeze, I once knew the East Emperor first. It is said that plum blossoms are full of fragrance and snow drifts all over the four mountains.
How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance? On the north slope, a plum blossom has been growing for a long time. Beginning of spring put on a play every day and went to the hillside to look for plum blossoms, but when it withered, it suddenly saw a flower.
The longevity medicine of Guanghan Palace can cure the cold soul. The bamboo fence does not cover the fish, and ten thousand plum blossoms fly away.
I am happy to patrol the eaves and laugh, but I am sad to return to the water. The moon is empty, and current events do not exist.
Love has been in our generation since ancient times. Don't blame tears and clothes for respect. There is no bright moon in the world, as long as the green hills are playing.
No magpies stand in the cold forest, but monks return to the water side. The simulated plum blossom is like Redmi, which has infinite fragrance.
When will you come to the nose? Stay for a few frosts. Xun Mei, the village of Wangshi in the south of the city, has dried up the pool with leaves and houses are surrounded by hedges.
Poor plum is in court, and no one knows about it. Loneliness is finally fragrant and quiet.
The snow spots are covered with green moss and scattered in Shanerqi. I don't need sunshine when I come, just a light rain.
When the wind blows, you will feel sad, and at dusk you will lean on the branches. This year, there are four poems written by Laozi in Xun Mei, south of the city, and the scenery is boiled into silk.
Spring in Qingyang Palace comes early, and the first plum blossom has already bloomed. On the gloomy river, the snow is about to fly, and the bamboo fence covers the moss.
No one said anything when I was sad. I came back with plum blossom as my companion. In the dark village, ask for a plum flower.
Cold life is not evil, but Song blew the river garden too much. The ancient beauty of plum blossoms, flowers can be screened.
As soon as she appeared in front of Gu Mei, Mei also fell into a mortal realm. The overlapping moss is dizzy, and the Yao angle is pale.
Who drew water from the ancient stream and raised this dusty face? Therefore, there are at most two trees in Shubieyuan, which is located in the 15 th and 16 th miles southwest of Chengdu. Mei Long, passed down from generation to generation, wrote a poem when he first arrived in Shu. From then on, he often came to this place, and he gave Ding You a poem. In November, I also sent plum to the western suburbs, and the days passed like flies. In other words, today's decline is a hundredfold, and the past does not forget the future.
Shu Wang's old garden has been plowed all over, and thousands of snowdrifts are scattered. The dream of the Pearl Tower Jade Palace is broken, and the adherents of Moody mourn.
The two dragons lay motionless without flying away, their scales fell off and the berries were covered. When the spirit meets the snowy moon, it is bitter and frosty.
I made Shi Geng independent, and Shu knew who the media was. Although the intention to damage is getting stronger and stronger, it will fight against heaven and earth for spring.
I am old and angry, laughing at my white hair and childlike innocence. The breeze is charming and a piece of gold is blown into it.
From Guanmei to Huajing, the high-end uncle who became attached saw that the clouds in the mountains were warm and the spring was warm, and set the boat out of Xun Mei. You don't need to ask for directions, but you can find plum blossoms in many places.
Chun Qing spent a leisurely time in the home of a wild monk and met the poet at a tea party. It is common to ask Lao Tzu to put plum blossoms in his hat.
Red plum bamboo Luoshan, a girl crossing the stream, plays Chang 'an contemporary makeup. Although white bamboo is small and different, it is not a hundred flowers.
It's spring at the head of the stream in the clouds, and the small garden tries on new makeup at night. Let the old people be old and charming, and the plum blossoms are intoxicating.
Xun Mei Jinghu Lake is a vast expanse of whiteness, which is not connected with the earth. Riding a dragon, the ancient fairy never eats fire, and is used to living in an empty mountain and biting the ice and snow.
The East Emperor is aloof, just like the nest of generations. Everything is dead, I live alone, I don't die.
When Xun Mei was in Xiaoxue Lake, his short hat was full of branches. Passers-by whispered: there are often poems in this old box.
When I returned to the window, the cardioscope suddenly entered the natural machine. Mo Chi's pen is dry, and Wu Jian is like flying grass.
Mei Ruoye's head is full of spring, and plum blossoms are lonely. It will never be the generation of peaches and plums.
The fairy will be cherished by the world when she is gone, and it is also a pleasure to chat with her. Shang Lue, people are comparable and have been equal for thousands of years.
In the thirty-third year of Mei, the joy of Jinjiang turned into sorrow. Suddenly I saw the plum blossoms at the head of the stream, just like when I was in Qingyang Palace.
Plum common things often hinder a cup, just open a small garden plum. Self-harm can only be found in spring dreams, and the tongue is ruthlessly called back.
The wild family in Meicun is taking a nap, sending poems to find chrysanthemums, and wading to Xun Mei. Ten thousand cows can't pull away new troubles, but a bird still wakes up in the afternoon.
When you are old and ashamed, people will say that you are angry, and poverty can absorb everything. Who is the floating mother by the river? It is not easy to mourn without food.
The plum blossom ice cliff snow valley wood has not sprouted, and the creation has broken the wild to open this flower. God's whole shape is withered, and Zhuang's righteousness knows innocence.
Gao Jian's politicians were full of worries, so they gave up their worries. Moving the roots into the garden is also a plan. The bamboo fence hut is really my home.
Self-doubt and self-commitment in life, beauty is beyond praise. The golden bottle is green and the gourd ladle is vulgar, and the campfire tastes Jiangnan tea.
Plum blossoms are friends of Jiangnan and orchids, and they are afraid of the new cold at the end of the water. Drawing a picture to know the early spring, the jade emperor complains about the night.
It is difficult to send a layman to see it when you are indifferent and idle. When we meet, we hate each other before we meet, but the feeling of laughing is old.
Plum blossoms were created into plum blossoms without resentment. The name of the Chu people is Fang Lan, but if you look closely, it's not close.
Plum blossoms are bamboo shoots for five years and plum branches for ten years. Jiuquanzi Lianzi, who knows this today? Meihua wants to be friends with Meihua, and often worries about it.
From now on, cut off the fire and food, drink water and read fairy books. Plum blossom spring is early this year, and Jiangtou was cold last night.
I taught you everything. I looked at the moon. Plum blossoms spit out the river, and the mountains are frosty and bright.
Touching Gu Teng's staff, three friends can form an alliance.
3. Poems praising Hongmei were given to Ye Fan.
Lu Kai's Southern Dynasties and Song Dynasty
Fold the plum for each post and send it to the leader. There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring.
Yamagata Xiaomei
Tang Dynasty
All the fragrant people shook off their brilliance and occupied all the amorous feelings of 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.
Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming, I lost a plum blossom poem.
Wang Anshi
Fahua looks for spring and likes to see Mei, which is a pile of snow on the road.
Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post.
Yimei
Li shangyin
Far from home, I don't want to see the scenery in spring. Cold plum is the most hateful. It looks like last year's flowers.
1 1 In the middle of the month, watch plum blossoms in the hurricane.
Li shangyin
The winding path is secluded, colorful, not fragrant or greasy. 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 keep the old days.
Plum blossom quatrains (one of them)
Lu you
Smell the plum blossoms, there is a breeze, and the four mountains are full of snow. How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
Plum blossom quatrains (part two)
The valley is farther north, and flowers bloom late every year. Do you know it's time to be covered with snow and ice?
Plum blossom quatrains (3)
The more awe-inspiring the snow is, the highest integrity is in the flowers. Outdated will drift away, and shame will pity Dong Jun even more.
Zaomei
Nanchaoxie
Spring comes early, so I don't doubt that the cold is alone. I am afraid that after falling into the flowers, no one will look at it.
Jiang Mei
Don 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.
Zaomei
Tang Qiji
Ten thousand mu can't stand the cold, and plum trees absorb the vitality of underground heating. 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.