1, Dim fragrance floats in the dusk. -Zhao Ding's "Liang Zhu, a snowy Jiang Meichun"
2. See you in the ice and snow at the beginning of the flower. -Xin Qiji's "Tea Son Rushing to Ye Mei"
3. Bao Zheng is empty and there are no geese flying.
4, it is better to go home, Yuen Long has a personal memory. -Xin Qiji's Niannu Jiaomei
5. Bumos, find a secluded pier and ask Mei Kai. -Wu Wenying's "Golden Melody with Mr. Luzhai Seeing Plum in Blue Waves"
6, step into the cloister, half-fallen plum blossoms. -Su Shi's "Spring Moon with the Contracted Word Magnolia"
Forbearance, but fear of dancing, a curtain of Hu Die, Yulong blowing again.
8, but sad, cold dusk, a few corners. -Xin Qiji's "Ruihexian Fu Mei"?
9. Dongfeng is arrogant about spending power, but not arrogant. -Liu Kezhuang's "Falling Plums"
10, the Pan-Chrysanthemum Cup is deep and the plum blossom corner is far away, all in Beijing. -Liu Guo "Liu Zaoqing sends Lu Meipo"
1 1, old warbler chicks in the wind, plums in the rain, clear in the afternoon. -Zhou Bangyan's "Summer in Fang Ting, Surabaya, No Mountain Work"
12, the wind sends plum blossoms across the bridge, fluttering. -Zhao Xianhong's Happy Winter Day and Night
13, lonely all my life, worrying about it, abolishing it, Dongyang, do you know flowers? . -Cao Zu's Mo Shan Xi Mei
14, which is expected to be broken, better than Su Chi. -Yuan Quhua's "Dongpo Leading Plum Bantu"
15, outdated and complacent, shame is pity for Dong Jun. -Lu You's "Falling Plums"
16, Han Mei has no choice. Why does it shrink? Reading at the small window, you can't see youth. -"Xue Baochai's Snow Bamboo" is surrounded by mountains and firewood
17 I recognized Joan Niang, thin ice muscle and slim before the wind in my dream. ?
18, there is no streamer on the cross slope, and the bead net is empty and condensed. -Wu Wenying's "Candle Shadow Shakes Red Fu Deqing County Gu Shipu Hongmei"
19, fragrant all night at once, scattered as a dry spring in Wan Li. -Wang Mian's "Bridled Eyebrows"
20, households cover the cold night, screen idle cold dreams, lights and lips like language. -Wu Wenying's "Eternal Meeting Music: A Probe into Mei's Times and"