A poem about Bai Mei

Poems describing Bai Mei:

Topic Bai Mei-Second

Yuan-Hu Kui

Snow presses the south branch to freeze, and tits dream of freezing.

This is a clear twilight month, leaving it for a lonely meditation bed.

Bai mei

Yuan-Wang Mian

This body is in a forest of ice and snow, different from peaches and plums.

Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered like a dry spring in Wan Li.

Bai mei

Qingwu Xi goose

Dye snow and gnaw moss roots, which floor is cold.

The most is that there is no clear resentment, and the jade man stands at dusk on the moon.

The female crown-Bai Mei

Qing-Lu Qiuke

Natural tones. Autumn toad is not allowed to put on new makeup easily.

Snow can be divided into white, flowers can't distinguish frost.

The silver bottle should be carefully soaked, and the pink butterfly should not be hidden deep.

Fold until the brow sticks, reflecting crow yellow.

Bai mei

Zeng Shouqing-Chen

No more jade muscles, no more tears and rouge.

Empty mountains are weak, and longing for spring is infinite.

Tang Duoling-Bai Mei in a small bottle

Qingyi

Snow warms jade. Snow melted the moon in the window.

Yang Bingxin, at the head of the group.

A fairy shadow, charming and silent, was sent to Leng Xiang.

Qing Jue Chang Yue light makeup.

Reading Luo Fu, dreaming about my hometown.

I like to buy a bottle of gallbladder, just one year old. Spring comes first, and the products are unparalleled.

Dimfragrance Bai Meihua

Qing-Lu Rongpei

A minute of moonlight. According to the window, Juanjuan is safe.

When we first met, the green calyx fairy seemed to know each other.

Looking back at the old dream of Xiangguan, it is difficult to ask Nanzhi news.

Look at a tree with a thin shadow and a cold sculpture.

Can Xue. Lonely and pure. When rolling the curtain, I was suddenly surprised, and the bamboo accumulated outside.

A few times. Jade ice is picked lightly.

How many purples are beautiful, even more jealous and natural.

Take good care of yourself, be open to the whole body, and don't teach indiscriminately.

Bai Meihua

Qing-Zheng Yongxi

The lonely mountain blocked the soft world of mortals, leaving a stone man to live a cold life.

Wash away the empty hue of lead, and leave the snow alone to see the spirit.

Answer? Who has been here, the hut is poor and not tired.

Faith is a hundred flowers on the head, and white clothes can brew thousands of spring flowers.

plum blossom

Mo Juan Qingfei

The moonlight is faint in the west wind, and Chai Men reflects oblique light.

Frost is skin, ice is bone, and snow is soul.

Are elegance and lightness equal to wealth, loneliness, laziness and indifference?

Peach and willow green, boasting, Qiong Yao is the only one left in the village.

Bai mei

Modern-He Yongyi

A bright moon is white in plain clothes, and a few dreams are fragrant.

Suddenly I heard people calling Xiang Xue, and I could be lonely and crazy.