Chunlan - Twenty Miscellaneous Odes of Spring Evening Thoughts on Pingquan · Li Deyu in the Anther Column The hydrilla grass is already green in spring, and the orchids are redder in autumn. The four seasons are full of beauty, and the three paths are full of fragrant bushes. The beautiful color is covered with clear dew, and the bright light shakes the favorable wind. It is unknown whether the king or grandson will return, but who will receive the reward? Lan Ming Chen Ruyan said orchids grow deep in the mountains, emitting a fragrant fragrance. Occasionally, it was appreciated by the world and moved to the high hall. When the rain and dew are lost, the roots and plants leave their hometown. Although it has the power of love and protection, long-term care is not the way to go. In winter, there is zero frost and snow, and the green leaves may be damaged by carvings. How could it be that in the forest gully, I even wrote a poem about the magnolia in the Fahuayuan of Master Lingyou (the tree was transplanted from Lingnan to this place). Liu Changqing planted the Nanzhong tree in his garden, which was rejuvenated several times. The earth has grown as it was before, and the spring of the old garden has only appeared. The reflected sun forms a canopy, and the wind scatters the brocade leaves. Where the color is empty and the glory falls, the fragrance intoxicates the passers-by. There are thousands of chandeliers everywhere, and they are all fragrant and rainy. If Gao Ke is Ji, he will have a good reason for crossing the sea. The title of the play is "Magnolia in Bai Juyi's Purple Room", the sun shines brightly and the rouge is removed, and the plain and beautiful flowers bloom in the wind and become greasy and pink. It's strange that she is so fair and pink, Mulan was once a girl. The title of Linghu's magnolia flower is as greasy as a jade finger painted with vermilion powder, and its light is like a golden knife cutting purple clouds. From now on, in every spring dream, a tree of girl flowers should be added. Twenty miscellaneous poems about Pingquan at the end of spring·Li Deyu in the anther column. The hydrilla grass is already green in spring, and the orchids are redder in autumn. The four seasons are full of beauty, and the three paths are full of fragrant bushes. The beautiful color is covered with clear dew, and the bright light shakes the favorable wind. It is unknown whether the king or grandson will return, but who will receive the reward? The magnolia flower Li Shebiluo, the real person, is dressed in purple, and he is worthy of holding the magnolia branches. Today, if I look around Guohua, I can only see farmhouses in deep villages. Lanxi (in the west of Qizhou) Du Mu Lanxi is full of blue water in spring, and the orchids reflecting the water are fragrant in the rain. The senior officials of Chu State are looking very haggard, so they should find this way to Xiaoxiang. On March 10th, Li Shang disappeared in Liubei Pavilion and returned home. The magnolias all lost their spring. I followed the catkins secretly to the outside of the city and walked across the water west to hear the rules. Magnolia Li Shangyin Dongting wave cold dawn invades the clouds, sailing to send people away every day. I have been looking up from the Mulan boat several times, and I wonder if this is the flower body and the summer lotus. Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. Among the fish and lotus leaves, the fish and lotus leaves are to the east, the fish and lotus leaves are to the west, the fish and lotus leaves are to the south, and the fish and lotus leaves are to the north. Wang Changling's lotus-leaf skirt is cut in the same color, with hibiscus blooming on both sides of her face. You can't see anyone entering the pool, but you can only feel someone coming when you hear the song. At dawn, Jingci sends Lin Zifang off. Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. A Cut of Plum Blossoms in the Northern Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao took off the red lotus root fragrance and the jade mat in the autumn, lightly undressed his clothes, and got into the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my brows, but it is in my heart. Lotus Qing. The five-inch lotus leaves on the stone waves are delicate. They stick to the waves and do not hinder the movement of the painting. When the wind blows in April or May, they can also cover the waist of a beautiful woman. Autumn chrysanthemums---⑴ Autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, all around the fence and gradually sloping. It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed. (Yuan Zhen's "Chrysanthemum") ⑵ The rustling west wind fills the courtyard with plants, and the pistils are cold, fragrant and cold, and it is difficult for butterflies to come. If I were the Qing Emperor in his future years, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms. (Huang Chao's "Inscription on Chrysanthemums") ⑶ When autumn comes on September 8th, all my flowers will bloom. The incense formation soaring to the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor. (Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum") ⑷ Wang and Sun don't compare it to basil. For nine days, the branches are close to the mane. The dewy autumn fragrance fills the pond bank, which is why I don't envy the tall tiles and pines. (Chrysanthemum by Zheng Gu) ⑸ The lonely east fence is wet with dew, and the golden dimple in front shines on the sand. The children of the world have no high charm, they only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival. (Fan Zengda's "Three Poems on Chrysanthemums after the Double Ninth Festival") ⑹ After climbing high, the chrysanthemums are still new, and drunkards and poets no longer know anything. Just like retreating from a chariot, a snobbish person cannot get married. (Fan Zengda's "Three Poems on Chrysanthemums after the Double Ninth Festival") 7. Shame is the same as the beauty of spring flowers, diligently cultivating and waiting for the west wind. There is no need to lead Yuan Ming to this, just divide the fence and get a few clumps. (Liu Kezhuang's "Chrysanthemum") ⑻ The flowers are not in full bloom, but the independent sparse hedges are interesting. I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches than to be blown away by the north wind! (Zheng Sixiao's "Cold Chrysanthemum") Winter Plum --- Plum Blossom Poems from Past Dynasties Presented to Fan Ye and Lu Kai Southern Dynasties In the Song Dynasty, the plum blossoms were picked up by envoys and sent to the people of Longtou. Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch. The small plum forest in the mountain garden is peaceful. Tang Zhongfang is shaking and noisy, occupying the small garden with all the charm. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul. Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and we don't need to be good at sealing the golden bottles. The King of Plum Blossoms placed several plum trees in the corner of the stone wall, and Ling Han bloomed alone. I don't know that there is no snow in the distance, but there is a secret fragrance coming. Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and losing a poem about plum blossoms. Wang Anshi Huafa looks for spring and is happy to see the plum blossoms. One of them is piled with snow near the road. He recalled the old days on the southern road in Fengcheng, and it was difficult for Xiangyao to come with the post envoy. Recalling plum blossoms and Li Shangyin are determined to stay at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers. In mid-November, when I arrive in Fufengjie, I can see the plum blossoms of Li Shangyin and the pavilions on the road, which smells unusually fragrant. Su'e is only with the moon, and the young girl does not spare the frost. The gift is far away and the empty hand is full, and the injury is appropriate and the heart is broken. For whom is it a morning show? Lu You heard that the plum blossoms were blooming in the morning breeze, and snow piles were all over the four mountains. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man? Plum Blossom Quatrain (Part 2) The branches in the deep valley can reach the north, and the flowers bloom late every year. Gaobiao Yiyun, do you know that it is the time when the ice and snow accumulate? Plum Blossom Quatrain (Part 3) The wind blows louder and louder when the snow blows, and the integrity of the flowers is the strongest. When time passes, it will drift away, and I will beg for mercy from Mr. Dong even more shamefully. Early plum blossoms in the Southern Dynasty·Xie Xie welcomes the spring, so he starts early and does not mind the cold alone. Afraid of falling flowers, no one cares to look at them. Jiangmei Tang·Du Fu's plum blossoms are broken before and after the plum blossoms. I know that spring is good, but what is the worst thing to worry about? The snow and trees are of the same color, and the river wind is also ripples. The hometown cannot be seen, Wuxiu is gloomy and craggy. Early Plum Blossoms of the Tang Dynasty·Qiji, thousands of trees are about to break due to the cold, but their solitary roots are warm and alone. In the deep snow in the former village, a branch bloomed last night. The wind carries the delicate fragrance, and the birds take a look at the beautiful scenery. Next year, as expected, Yingchun Terrace will be released first. The poet Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty came from his hometown, so he should know the things in his hometown.
Leaning in front of the window tomorrow, have the winter plum blossoms bloomed yet? Miscellaneous Ode to the Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei has seen the plum blossoms blooming in the winter, and heard the singing of birds again. My heart is focused on the spring grass, and I am afraid of the growth on the jade steps. Recalling the Mei Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin is determined to live at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers. Plum Blossoms on the River Wang Shi suddenly saw winter plum trees blooming along the Han River. I don’t know that spring is coming early, so I suspect it’s a bead maker. Tingmei Yong was sent to Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty. Early flowers often suffer from cold, and complex fruits are often bitter and sour. Why is it that on a spring day, you are sitting in the dark mood? Yaotao is smiling at each other, and the wandering prostitute is willing to look back! When you ask about adjusting the golden tripod, you realize that it is difficult to make the right taste. Plum Blossom Tang·Cui Daorong's calyx contains snow at the beginning, and it is difficult to mark the original painting alone. There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold. The horizontal flute and worry listening, the oblique technique depends on the disease. The headwind is like a solution, and it is easy not to destroy. Plum Blossom Tang·Yu Xin was half-way through the twelfth lunar month of that year, and the plum blossoms were already in bloom. If you don’t believe this Spring Festival Gala, come and watch it in the snow. The trees are moving, the ice is falling, and the branches are high and cold. If I had known I couldn't find him, I would have regretted wearing the clothes. Searching for Plum Blossoms in the Snow Tang Xiao Gang was surprised that the plum blossoms were late and came to take a peek in the snow. The lower branches are visible at low levels, but the upper branches are far away and difficult to see. They are both ashamed to show their wrists, and give in to each other because their waists are weak. You should also cut and pick the beard, and learn two or three techniques. Plum Blossom Tang·Jiang Weihan There is a plum tree in front of the Baiyu Hall. Today I suddenly saw several flowers blooming. Several doors are closed, how can one get in the spring scenery? Plum Blossom Song·Chen Liang's sparse skills are horizontal and thin, and the small calyx is a little pearly. One flower suddenly blooms first, and all flowers bloom later. If you want to convey the message of spring, don’t be afraid of being buried in the snow. The jade flute should be played three times, Dong Junzheng advocated. Winter Miscellaneous Song·Zhang Leikong is about to grow old, but he is still coming back at the end of his twelfth year. The willows are sad every year, and the plum blossoms are everywhere sad. The green vegetables have short nails, and the red wax-spotted flowers bloom. No matter how there is ice and snow, the east wind returns day and night. Again with Yang Gongji, Plum Blossoms, Song Dynasty, and Su Shi, Mo Xiangshuang has not resented each other in the morning, and destroyed each other day and night. A new flower contains wind and dew, just like the west chamber waiting for the moon to come. Gift of Plum Blossoms on the Ridge, Song Dynasty by Su Shi If you don’t taste the green plums and make wine, you should watch the drizzle to ripen the yellow plums. Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty dreamed of a clear river drunk with the fragrance of ink, and the branches were thin and frosty with cold pistils. Now there is no need to ask about the white, black, and muddy colors. Let’s make the makeup of the world. Inscribed on Yang Buzhi's paintings of Song Dynasty, plum blossoms in Louyao are often seen as if the pen is like a god, but the pines and bamboos are more realistic. Hundreds of flowers are all friends, but Suihan only sees these three people. Snow Plum Blossoms in Song Dynasty: Lu Meipo has plum blossoms but no snow, which is not spiritual, and snow but no plum blossoms makes people vulgar. Sunset poems are filled with snow all day long, which is very fragrant when combined with plum blossoms. Snowy Plum Blossoms in Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. The plum blossoms and snowy fields refused to fall in the spring, so the poet put down his pen and spent money on commentaries. The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. Zhang Zhongmou prayed for plum blossoms in the Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjian heard that wild plum blossoms grew behind the temple, and the fragrant honey dyed them into palace-like yellow. I don't want to fold it to cover my old eyes, I want to see the spring scenery in the pond. In the Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli, who was tired of fishing in a snow boat and fell asleep, had the open window of his small pavilion half-opened and the door half closed, reading a book while falling asleep. I was annoyed by the plum blossoms for no reason, so I blew the fragrance specially to break my dream soul. On a cold night in the Song Dynasty, Du Lei, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the soup in the bamboo stove begins to boil and turns red. The moon in front of the window is the same, but it is different that there are plum blossoms. Ancient Plum Blossom Song·Xiao Dezao Xiang Fei stood dangerously on the back of a frozen dragon, and the cold moon hung on the coral branches. The ugliness can be astonishing and charming, but only Xiaohan knows how to break the soul. A bottle of plum blossoms from the Song Dynasty, Zhang Daoqia's cold water contains a few spring branches, and the fragrance does not diminish when the stream flows. No one can see the slanting bamboo bottom, and don't know it with the faint clouds and the pale moon. Red plum blossoms in Su Dongpo are blooming every year. They are slowly blooming by the riverside. Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots. Early Plum Blossoms. Liu Zongyuan's early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky of Chu. The night fragrance floats in the late morning breeze, and the frost nourishes the dawn. If you want to give me a gift from thousands of miles away, you will be separated by mountains and rivers. When Han Ying is in ruins, what use is there to comfort distant visitors? Newly planted plum blossoms Bai Juyi planted seven new plum blossoms by the pond. I will check them when they are about to bloom. Don't be afraid of the peach and plum envy of Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you. Painter Zhao Bingwen of Mo Mei doesn't paint with powder, but he is afraid that others will think he is straight. It's impossible not to know each other when we meet, Xia Fu has always cared for jade figures. Bai Meiyuan Wang Mian wears this body in the ice and snow forest, not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe. Mo Meiyuan Wang Mian The trees beside the inkstone washing pond at my house are blooming with faint ink marks. Don't let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure air to fill the universe. Plum Blossom Yuan·Wang Mian In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan were as green as water. No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. Appreciating the Red Plum Blossoms at the Beginning of Spring, Yuan·Yuanhuai Last night the east wind turned and the snow on the willows disappeared from the streets. At dawn, a tree like a cluster of apricots blooms towards the isolated village across a small bridge. It seems that the chemical industry dislikes the thinness of pink, so the color is used to help the flowers become more delicate. There is no need to distinguish between green branches and green leaves. We win the championship among thousands of flowers. Recalling that Meiyuan and Duan Kejigu shot the immortal's skin of ice and snow, he accompanied me to the West Lake in the past. Don't forget that the spring breeze has changed several times, and the standard is now gone. Xihu Meiyuan·Feng Zizhen is a jade forest beside the old embankment, and Liuqiao Fengyue is a close friend. Let others compete for the peaches and plums, and do not care about prosperity. Yuanyang Meiyuan and Feng Zizhen have two pedicles and two flowers, so it is better to take a photo next to the cold pond. I only worry that the corners of the painting are blown away, and the shadows fly apart, which is the most damaging thing. Inscribed on the painting by Mo Meiyuan and Tao Zongyi, the bright moon shines on the solitary mountain, a scholar's home, the cold light of the lake soaks the jade horizontally. It seems that the seals are placed vertically and horizontally, and the iron coils are formed into flowers. In the Zhongyuan period of Yangshan Road, Shi Shan lived in the spring stream after the rain, and the wild pheasants flew over the ancient tombs. Seeing that someone lives in Shenwu, the plum blossoms surround the house and the door cannot be opened. The Spring Festival Gala is full of excitement, the fragrant grass is not deep, and the clear and mild weather moistens the garden. Where the light rain begins to clear up, there are a number of green plum trees standing in the shade. Winter Ci Yuan·Guo Yu's sparse forest, sunny and scattered crows, the high pavilion covered with red curtains. Why do you want to ask the king and his grandson whether they have returned? The jade plum blooms to Beizhihua. I remember the Ming Dynasty's poem in Wutang. At the end of summer, when flowers bloomed in spring, I remembered the plum blossoms in my hometown. The snow covered the paths in the cold mountains and prevented them from blooming. The bright moon and the worried heart are similar, and they are like a shadow waiting for others to come. The painting titled Mei Ming and Xu Wei has never seen a plum blossom spectrum, so he picked it up easily because of God. If you don’t believe it, just look at the millions of trees. The east wind blows and they become spring. Wang Yuanzhang's painting of plum blossoms and Xu Weihao's fallen branches is so lonely and fragrant that it cannot be reproduced with cloud branches. Everything has always been too high-class, no wonder the plum blossoms are hanging to the ground. In the Ming Dynasty, Tang Yin painted a picture of snow falling on the river and making it cold, and the gardens were full of jade flowers. I need to sell some wine to clear the air. There are also sparse plum blossoms for visitors to see. In the early spring of Ming Dynasty, Chen Jiru, the spring breeze was weak and the wicker branches were slanting, and the new grass was just a touch of sand.
I want to borrow a hoe from my master to sweep away the remaining snow and plant plum blossoms. Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty painted the plum blossoms half-opened. Zhao Youtong went to the imperial court to have a drink, and wrote that the plum blossoms had half-contained stamens. After the melancholy spring in Bian Palace, a branch wandered to the south of the Yangtze River. Painted Plum Blossom Ming·Fang Xiaoru The light snow has just begun to disappear and the moon is half over the pond. Two or three branches can be seen in the distance by the fence. The fragrance spreads to the heart of heaven, without telling the ordinary grass and trees. Painted plum blossoms, Chen Daofu, bamboo fences and field plum blossoms are fragrant, bringing the snow to the drunken countryside. The paper sleeps alone in the spring, and the busy carriage and horse laugh at the busy people. Painting Plum Blossoms - Chen Daofu The plum blossoms are so proud that they occupy all the flowers. After the snow, I am busy chasing after the snow. Break off a bamboo stick and hang it, and you will be scented along the way when you return. The plum blossoms are falling, and there are two plum trees outside Xue Xuan's eaves. It was windy last night in front of the court. I don't know where the flute came from, and I heard a hit sound. The early plum blossoms are bright and moist, and thousands of trees are cold and colorless, but only the southern branches have flowers. Where the fragrance smells flowing, the shadows fall on wild people's homes. On the third day of the new year of Ding Mao, I wrote Mei Ming Li Rihua's sandalwood mouth pink ribs with a smile, and the spring breeze made me happy. The drinker was so excited that poems poured down from the sky. The pages of the album of inscribed paintings and poems are clear. Puhe has nothing to do but look for plum blossoms. He will return home after finding plum blossoms. The snow is deep but still shallow in spring, half of it is blooming at home. It's clear after the snow in the mountains. Zheng Xie opened the door in the morning and the mountains were covered with snow. The snow was bright, the clouds were pale, and the sun was cold. The eaves stream is not dripping with plum blossom jelly, a kind of loneliness that is not leisurely. Painting Plum Blossoms · Jinnong The old plum blossoms become more energetic as they get older, and there are people in the Shuidian Mountain Tower. It's so clear that it's very cold, as if I knew the bright moon was my predecessor. Titled by Xiao Jingqing and Yun Shou of the Tang Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty, after the snow, I lightly walked into the green light, and the cold air of the Huaxi River put on spring clothes. Crossing the south bank of the bridge in search of spring, walking on plum blossoms and bringing the moon back home. Titled "Plum Blossoms", Wang Shishen planted one or two rows of plum blossoms in the small courtyard, and the painting was empty with sparse shadows and full of clothes. The ice melts into snow and the moon adds whiteness, and the east wind brings fragrance every day. Early Mei Qing·Ning Tiaoyuan is colorful and shameful, and the spirit can be seen only from the end. Deep in the mountains and rivers, under the blue cliffs, spring blooms every time. The dry plum blossoms and Wu Qi's strange fragrance and colors are blooming in the forest, and they have suddenly become popular in the past hundred years. Get rid of all the essence, leaving only the bones for people to see. Inscribed on the painting Mei Qing·Li Fangying, the plum blossoms have not sprouted on this day, and the spinning universe belongs to the painter. The spring breeze is endless at the bottom of the pen, and the flowers always blossom when painted here and there. The inscription on Mei Qing·Li Fangying leaves fresh ink marks on the paper, and there are some plum blossoms that are the most charming. I hope that the wind will blow far away, and every door and lane will become spring. Plum Blossom Poems: Yu Yue Neizi can withstand the snow and frost in the world, and the flowers on their heads are fragrant first. Qingfeng has its own immortal bones, and it is better to go to Yutang for coolness. He Neizi's Plum Blossom Poetry is Qing·Yu Yue's courtyard is dust-free and there is frost at night. When I see it, it is not a leisurely fragrance. In the cold night, I dream of Luofu together, and I am absolutely better than Dongpo in the snow hall. In the rain, the tomb of the Yuan Dynasty explores Mei Qing. In the Song Dynasty, Nao explores the plum blossoms and revives them in the rain. The stones are clanging and the staff makes a sound. The clouds, shadows, and flowers flicker, and the pines, waves, and rocks are noisy with each other. The rhyme is suitable for a leisurely Zen couch, and for walking in a quiet and loving garden with broken doors. Looking across the vast sea of ??fragrant snow, my mountainside is a good place to write. The fallen plum blossoms are clear, the wind is gentle, the raindrops are moss-marked, and the lingering fragrance can be smelled quietly. The forest is covered with snow, and the top of the mountain is covered with clouds. There is no need to blow across the rivers and rivers, but the most precious thing is the empty branches and the cold evening. Looking back at the road down Gushan Mountain, frost birds and white butterflies are everywhere. The plum blossom poem is high and the qiong branches only close together in Yaotai, but they are planted everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River. The noble man lies in the snow-covered mountains, and the beauties come under the moonlit forest. In the cold, the sparse shadows are scattered on bamboos, and in spring, the lingering fragrance is covered by moss. Since I left, there has been no good song, and the east wind has been full of sorrow. "Dream of Red Mansions" Visiting Miaoyu and begging for red plums, Cao Xueqin, the wine bottle has not been opened yet the sentence has not been cut, and I went to Penglai in search of spring and greetings. Instead of begging for the dew from the master's vase, I beg for the plum blossoms outside Chang'e's threshold. After entering the world, the peach red snow goes away, and the fragrant purple clouds come after leaving the world. Chaya, who regrets that Shi's shoulders are thin, and his clothes are still stained with moss from the Buddhist courtyard. "A Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (The Red Letter) Cao Xueqin's peaches are not yet fragrant, her apricots are not yet red, and she laughs at the east wind before the cold. It is difficult to distinguish the spring when the soul flies to Yuling Mountain, and the clouds are separated by the clouds and the dream is not clear. The green calyx adds makeup and melts into the treasure torch, and the immortal immortal helps the drunken person to cross the remaining rainbow. It seems that it is an ordinary color, the shades are determined by his ice and snow. "Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (Mei Zi) Cao Xueqin lazily wrote about white plum blossoms and compared them to red plum blossoms. She showed off her beauty first and opened her eyes to drunkenness. The marks on the frozen face are all covered with blood, and the sad heart without hatred is turned into ashes. He mistakenly swallowed the elixir to remove his real bones, and stole the Yaochi to remove his old fetus. The spring in the north and south of the Yangtze River is brilliant, and the bees and butterflies are full of doubts and guesses. "Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (flower character) Cao Xueqin's sparse branches are bright and beautiful, and her children are extravagant in spring makeup. There is no remaining snow on the curved sill of the leisure hall, and there are sunset clouds on the empty mountains with running water. You Meng Leng follows the red sleeve flute, and the fragrance of wandering immortals spreads across the Jiang River. The predecessor must be of Yaotai species, so there is no doubt about the difference in appearance. As a gift to Fan Ye in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Lu Kai broke plum blossoms and sent them to the people of Longtou. Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch. The early plum blossoms are like a tree with cold plum blossoms and white jade strips, standing next to the village and the bridge over the stream. I don’t know if the water blooms first, but I suspect it’s because of the winter snow. On a cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the soup in the bamboo stove begins to boil and becomes red. As usual, the first month of the month is different, but there are plum blossoms. Mei Wangqi is not invaded by dust at all, and the bamboo fence and thatched cottage are content. Just because he misunderstood Lin Hejing, the poet has been talking about it to this day. The plum blossoms in Zhenshi Garden are in full bloom. I sit among the flowers as the sun sets late. There are thousands and ten thousand branches of fragrant snow. Since the beginning of spring, there have been no good sentences, but now the staff and quinoa suddenly become poems. Wang Weijun, one of the "Miscellaneous Poems", came from his hometown, so he should know about his hometown. Tomorrow, before I go to bed, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed. When I first met Plum Blossoms, written by Lu, the ground in the north of the Yangtze River is not as warm as in the south, and the south of the Yangtze River is good for people from the north. Rouge peach cheek pear pollen, *** as a winter plum makeup. In the second rhyme, the jade and early plum blossoms in Huang Tingjian are broken, the cold fragrance is not exposed, and there are two or three branches of Xiaozhu leaning towards the sun. The deep care and protection of Luo Wei's green leaves has been learned by the Traveling Bee Saint. In November, the flowers in the back garden are in full bloom. On the second day of Cai Xiang's day, the flowers are in full bloom, and they have bloomed thousands of times. How can the spring breeze be so sentimental? It goes and comes again with the flowers. The plum blossoms and the waterside village in the deep valley beside the mountain were once cut off by the sparse flowers. I still hate the meaningless east wind, which blows misty rain and darkens the dusk. The dark fragrance and sparse shadows of Jiang Kui in the winter of 1911 carried the snow to the stone lake. At the end of the month, I taught Jiansuo Sentences and recruited new sounds to compose these two pieces of music. Shihu played with it endlessly and asked the prostitutes to learn it. The syllables were harmonious and euphemistic, so they named it "Dark Fragrance" and "Sparse Shadow". The faint fragrance of the old moonlight shines on me several times, and the flute is played beside the plum blossoms. To arouse beautiful women, no matter the cold or climbing. He Xun is getting older now and has forgotten the spring breeze of poetry.
But it is strange that the flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the fragrance is cold and enters the Yao mat. The country of Jiang is in complete silence. Sigh and send it to the road far away, the snow is beginning to accumulate at night. Cui Zun is easy to cry, but the red calyx is speechless and remembers each other. I remember once hand in hand, thousands of trees overwhelmed the cold green of the West Lake. There are also pieces and pieces, and they are all blown away. How long will it take to see them? The sparse shadows on the moss branches are decorated with jade, and there are small green birds sleeping together on the branches. We met as guests, at dusk at the corner of the fence, leaning against the bamboos in silence. Zhaojun was not used to Hu Shayuan, but he secretly recalled Jiangnan and Jiangbei. I want to wear the ring and return on a moonlit night, turning it into this lonely flower. I still remember the old things in the palace. The man was sleeping and flew close to the moth green. Nothing is like the spring breeze, no matter whether it is waxing or waning, it will arrange the golden house as early as possible. He also taught me to go with the tide, but resented and lamented the jade dragon. When I am tired, I look for the fragrance again, and it has entered the small window banner. Bu Suanzi. Ode to the Plum Blossoms of the Song Dynasty. Outside Lu Youyi, beside the broken bridge, I was lonely and without an owner. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy. There is no intention of struggling for spring, and once everyone is jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same. Linjiang Fairy. The plum blossoms and Li Qingzhao are how deep the courtyard is. The spring is late in the cloud window, foggy pavilion, and who is haggard and loses her beauty. It’s good to have clear dreams at night, and it should be from Nanzhi. The jade is thin and the sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful. The Qiang pipes in the south tower are no longer playing. Who knows when the strong fragrance is blown away, but the warm wind will be delayed by the sun, and it will not reach the apricot blossoms. The plum blossoms are blooming in the back pavilion. I feel that Li Qingzhao's jade is thin and fragrant, and the sandalwood is deep and the snow is scattered. I hate that it is too late to explore the plum blossoms this year. Jianglou Chu Pavilion, the water is far between the clouds. The clear day is forever, leaning on the railing and the green curtain is rolled down. When a guest arrives, the wine in front of him is full, and the sound of singing flows like a stream of water. The southern branches can be planted, but they need to be pruned frequently. Don't wait for the west tower to sound the Qiang pipe several times. Li Qingzhao, a lonely goose, wrote plum poems for everyone, and his writing was very popular. I tried to write an article and found out that the preface was not unreasonable. I wake up from sleep under the rattan bed and paper tent, with endless words and wonderful thoughts. The ashes of smoke are broken by the coldness of the jade furnace, and my feelings are like water. Three flute sounds, the plum blossom heart is broken, so much love in spring. The soft wind and rain rustled the ground, urging thousands of tears to fall again. When the flute player leaves the jade tower, who will he lean on with his broken heart? If you break a branch, there will be no one in the world or heaven to whom you can send it. Yulouchun. Red plum blossoms, Li Qingzhao, red crisps, willing to put the green buds into pieces, explore the southern branches and bloom all over? I don’t know how long it has been brewing, but I can see that it contains infinite meaning. The Taoist is haggard under the spring window, and the balcony is dull and worried. Come and take a break if you want to take a look. It may not be possible tomorrow. Li Qingzhao, the proud fisherman, knows that spring has arrived in the snow. Winter plum blossoms are dotted on the branches, his fragrant face is half-opened and charming, and in the courtyard, the beauty is bathing in fresh makeup. The good fortune may be intentional, so the moon shines brightly on the land. ***The bounty is respected by the green ants, don't quit being drunk, this flower is not comparable to other flowers. Plum blossoms lead. Jingxi blocks the snow. Jiang Jie and the white gull ask me when I park my lonely boat. Is it because I stay in my body or in my heart? If your heart stays for a while, why should you frown? The wind blows and the small curtain lights are faintly dancing, and the idle shadows are deserted and clear, recalling old travels. Are the old tours and old tours still there today? Flowers outside the building, Liu Xiazhou. It’s a dream, but it’s not a dream, and the cold water flows empty. The yellow clouds in the desert are soaked through the kapok fur. No one is as worried as me. It snows tonight and there are plum blossoms, which is as sad as me. Qing Ping Le and Li Yu farewell in the middle of spring, touching the eyes and breaking the heart. The fallen plum blossoms are like snow, and they are still full after being brushed. There is no evidence of the arrival of wild geese, and it is difficult to realize the dream of returning home after a long journey. Leaving hatred is like grass in spring, we can travel farther and still be alive. Dielianhua Ouyang repairs the curtain. The east wind is cold and the weather is sharp. The fragrant plum blossoms in the snow are the first to announce the early arrival of spring. The branches of the red wax branches are small, and the ribbons are cut with gold knives. The warm golden furnace smokes algae. The wine enters the horizontal wave, making me sleepy and troubled. The embroidered quilt is sleeping well in the spring, and the curtains are covered with silk curtains without realizing the dawn. Linjiang Immortal Xin Qiji has grown old and has become too lazy to cherish flowers, but her love for plum blossoms still lingers around the river village. One branch breaks Yuxi spring first. No more fancy attitude, just full of snow spirit. The beautiful scenery of the empty mountain is left to write a fresh sentence for the canal. The bamboo roots and flowing water carry the stream clouds. Drunk and confused, I can't remember the journey home at dusk.
Reference material: Zaiting Forum