Part I: Go to Xun Mei through the snow; The second part: the breeze means coming for the moon; Part I: Go to Xun Mei through the snow; The second part: Seeing the mountains and writing poems.
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance. Fahua is looking for spring. It's nice to see plums and a tree with snow on the road. South of Fengcheng, dedicated to his New Year's memory, it is hard to come with the post.
According to Zhang Dai's Night Flight, Meng Haoran is broad-minded and often rides donkey Xun Mei in the snow. He said, "My poem is on the donkey's back in Baqiao snow. This is the story of Xun Mei stepping on snow. It is either snow or plum. It's hard to find Xun Mei's poems.
Wang Mian, a painter in the Yuan Dynasty, boasted that he was obsessed with plum blossoms all his life. He walked through the snow in Xun Mei, and he was not afraid of the north wind. Once he found a unique branch, he was "overjoyed" and drank Mei Huajiu.
His "Memetu" has his own inscription "Mo Shi Mei", which is a masterpiece praising plum blossom style and is now in the Forbidden City. Later generations of Yang Jiyuan, there is a poem like this.