There is rhyme in the fragrance, which is extremely cold. Flute worries, oblique skill depends on disease.
Against the wind, if solved, it is easy to destroy. Plum blossom Tang Yuxin feels plum blossom fragrance in the twelfth lunar month.
I don't believe that this year's Spring Festival Evening, everyone will come to see it. The tree hangs on the ice, and the branches are cold.
If I had known I couldn't find it, I really regretted the clothes list. Looking for Plum Blossoms in the Snow Tang Xiaogang was absolutely surprised by the late arrival of Plum Blossoms. He tried to peep in the snow.
The lower branches are visible, but the higher branches are hard to know. Everyone is embarrassed to show their wrists and make way for each other.
You must also learn two or three skills by cutting and confusing. Plum Blossoms Tang Jiang Han Wei Bai Yutang planted a plum tree, and now he suddenly sees several plum blossoms.
Several doors are closed, how can Chunguang come in? Plum blossom beam is thin, with small calyx and pearl color. When a flower blooms, a hundred flowers bloom and the garden is full of spring.
If you want to spread the message of spring, you are not afraid of snow burial. In di, take three fang, Dong Jun is advocated.
In winter, Zhang Songlei, an empty mountain, wanted to be old, but he came when he was old. I am afraid of willows every year, and I am sad everywhere.
Vegetables are short and red wax flowers. How can there be ice and snow? The east wind returns day and night.
Then with Yang, Meihua, Song, Su Shi, Mo v. Frost Morning, the white head is wasted day and night. Cut a new flower, like waiting for the moon in the west wing.
Plum blossoms are in full bloom in Sushiling, Song Mei, but no pedestrians will come. Don't take advantage of the plum to taste the boiling wine, but watch the drizzle ripen the plum.
Mo Zhu Meng Li, Qingjiang drunk ink, cold branches sparse frost. Now it's black and white, so don't ask, make up for the world.
Yang Bu's painting "Song Lou Diao Mei Hua" is often vivid with pen and ink, and Song's understanding of Mei Hua is more real. Baihua and Huadu are friends, but I only saw these three people when it was cold.
Xuemeilu Songmeipo has the spirit of plum without snow and the custom of snow without plum. Sunset poems are snowy all day, and it smells good with Mei.
Song, Song and Song refused to surrender for the sake of spring, so 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 kind of plum fragrance.
From Zhang Zhongmou's "Begging for Songs" to Huang Tingjian's "Wen Jun Si Hou Ye Mei Mao", the fragrant honey was dyed palace-style yellow. I don't want to fold up to cover my old eyes. If you want to know the scenery in spring, go to the pond.
Fishing, sleepy, Song Yang Wanli's small pavilion, the window half-closed, the door half-closed, fell asleep while reading. Bored by plum blossoms for no reason, I deliberately blew incense to break my dreams.
On a cold night, thunder comes to tea for wine, and on a cold night, the bamboo stove soup is boiled red at first. As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month.
Gu Xiaode made a frozen dumpling back when he was in danger, and coral branches hung cold on the bright moon in the sea. Ugly monsters can be amazing and charming, and only Han Xiao knows that the soul is broken.
A bottle of cold water in Zhangdaoqi, Song Mei, and a bottle of spring branches, the fragrance will not decrease. No one has seen the bottom of the cross-inclined bamboo, and Wei Yun knows nothing about it.
Hongmei Su Dongpo believes in Hongmei every year, and the river is hanging down. Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.
At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, plum trees were tall and reflected Chu Tianbi. The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question. Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can be used to comfort the thoughts of distant friends?
Newly planted plums Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plums are planted by the pool and want to see them when they bloom. Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.
Mo Mei, a painter in Zhao Bingwen, doesn't make powder and fat noodles, but she is afraid that others will think I am straight. We didn't know each other when we met. Xia Fu never cut a jade man.
Mianxuelin in Wang Yuan, Bai Mei, and this body, different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered like a dry spring in Wan Li.
Momeiyuan, a tree in the Wang Mian of Xiyan Lake near my home, has a faint ink mark. Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
Plum Garden Wang Mian In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were green. No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.
"Yuan Yuanhuai" is a masterpiece of enjoying red berries in spring. Last night, the east wind turned to fight, and the willow head snowed away. A tree in the morning, like countless apricots, opens on a small bridge and leads to this lonely village.
It should be that the chemical industry is too thin, so the color will help the flowers. Don't distinguish between green branches and leaves, it will win the championship among thousands of flowers.
Recalling the Snow Portrait of the Immortal by Duan Keji in Meiyuan, I accompanied him to the West Lake this year. There are few changes in the spring breeze, and the standard grid seems to be old now.
Feng Zizhen of West Lake Meiyuan is surrounded by Yulin on the bank of Su Lao Dike, and the romantic month of Liuqiao is a bosom friend. Let him compete for happiness, not prosperity.
Feng Zizhen in Meiyuan, Yuanyang is as skillful as a flower, so it is better to take pictures by the cold pond. I'm just worried about drawing a corner and blowing it away. The film hurts the most.
Inscription: Mo Meiyuan, Tao, Chu Shi's home is in Mingyue Mountain, where the lake is cold and soaked in jade. It seems that the vertical and horizontal pens and iron rings of the seal have become flowers.
Yangshan road, Zhongyuan stone is good at staying in the rain, fighting for points in spring, and flying over the ancient grave. Seeing people living in the deep dock, Meihua stopped opening the door around the house.
The grass is not deep in the Spring Festival Evening, and the sky is clear and the garden is moist. It's raining in Chuqing, and the shadow of childhood is dark.
In winter, Yu released crows in Lin Qingxu and covered them with bamboo curtains. Did you let Wang Sungui come back? Yu Mei opens a flower to the north.
Xia Wanchun thinks of plum blossoms in his hometown when he meets flowers, but snow can't cover the cold mountain road. The bright moon has similar worries, and a plain shadow treats others.
Mei Wei has never seen plum blossom spectrum, she has her own god. If you don't believe me, try a thousand trees, and the east wind makes spring.
Wang Yuanzhang painted Mei Ming and Xu Wei upside down. He was too lonely to copy the clouds. Don't take everything too seriously, and don't blame plum blossoms for falling to the ground.
2. Ancient poems about plum blossom and bamboo are easily destroyed. -Cui Daorong's Plum Blossom
When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes. -Mao Zedong's "Yongmei"
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. -"Mei" by Wang Anshi
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." -Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei Yi in the Mountain Garden"
Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual. -Lu You's "Yongmei"
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. -"Mei" by Wang Anshi
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. -Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene"
The courtyard is as empty as water, and the algae and grass in the water are intertwined and covered with bamboo and cypress. -Su Shi visited Chengtian Temple at night.
What night is there no moonlight? Where is there no bamboo and cypress? It's just the lack of free people like us. -Su Shi visited Chengtian Temple at night.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. -Chang Jian's "Zen State after Broken Mountain Temple"
Yazhai lay listening to Little Zhu Xiao, suspecting that it was the voice of the people's sufferings. —— Zheng Xie's "Painting Bamboo by Wei County Department in Bao Bo's Great Year"
Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt. -Li Qiao "Wind"
3. An ancient poem about plum blossom and bamboo, Xiao Mei is in the mountain garden.
Lin Hejing
Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful.
"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 there is no need for sandalwood gold bottles.
Chinese plum
Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
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.
Tangde bamboo building
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear. Come and take pictures tomorrow.
Zheng Qing Banqiao Inscription Poem:
Yazhai lay listening to Little Zhu Xiao, suspecting that it was the voice of the people's sufferings.
Some small collectors in Caozhou County always care about their feelings.
4. Ancient poems about plum blossom and bamboo are easily destroyed.
-Cui Daorong's "Plum Blossom" When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she laughs among the flowers. -Mao Zedong "Fu Yongmei" corner several plum blossom, ling2 han2 alone.
-Wang Anshi's "Mei" has a thin shadow, shallow water and fragrance at dusk. -Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden (I)" is scattered into mud and crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remains.
-Lu You's "Yongmei" knows from a distance that it is not snow, because it has fragrance. —— Wang Anshi's "Mei" is a peach blossom outside the bamboo, and the prophet of Chunjiang Plumbing Duck.
-Su Shi's "Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong" is as empty as water, and the algae and grass in the water are interlaced, setting off bamboo and cypress. -Why is there no moon at night in Su Shi's Night Tour of Chengtian Temple? Where is there no bamboo and cypress? It's just the lack of free people like us.
-Su Shi visited Chengtian Temple at night, a secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, and a Buddhist retreat. -Chang Jian's "A Buddhist Temple Behind the Broken Mountain Temple" Yazhai lies and listens small, and it is suspected that it is the voice of the people's sufferings.
-Zheng Xie's "Painting Bamboo by Wei County Department in the Year of Bao Bo's Great Success" crossed the thousands of feet River and entered the bamboo pole. -Li Qiao's wind.
5. What are the famous sentences about plum blossom and bamboo? Moving here is really drunk. Only Lang is 20 years old and works in China, so he doesn't need a sandalwood statue. He leaned against the old pole, and the brothel endured the rain and forgot each other because there was a faint fragrance.
Shan Yuan Xiao mei Lin bu
Fragrant flowers all shake off the lonely and mysterious smoke. This branch was born in the mountains and the ten dragons and grandchildren circled the phoenix pool.
Xuanxuzi's bamboo ode
There are not many kinds of crow shows in Hanyan, and Wang Anshi, a plum blossom in the small garden, occupies all the amorous feelings.
There are a few plums in the corner, and the pink butterfly seems to be dead, and the powder is chatting with the hedge, and there is a faint fragrance floating in the dusk of the month.
Li Lang's Poems and Songs
Once, lovesickness once met, snowdrifts spread all over the four mountains, and it was still strong and has turned into a half-face makeup.
Once upon a time in Sanqu Road
Plums are yellow and sunny.
The wind is very cold. Distant knowledge is not snow. When the shade comes, the road is not reduced, and the people in Zhangtai leave the bones and fragrance.
Plum blossom quatrains (Lu You)
Wen's flowers are full of breeze. Fortunately, there are micro-songs to exchange, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance, giving me a heart room.
Ling Xiao has spread his leaves. Maybe two butterflies were accidentally scattered and a tree was piled in the snow. The business after the rain is full of steps, and it is in the broken rock at all.
Frostbird wants to get a sneak peek, and there will be new students next year.
I lost a plum blossom poem at chess with Xue Zhaoming (Wang Anshi).
Fahua looks for spring and likes to see plums. Will fly back to the empty dance, cold ling alone.
Who is not a real gentleman?
The straight section is a field, and the wind is southeast and northwest.
Hsinchu is taller and more open-minded than the old bamboo branches. It is better to wear rain and dew, but it flows all over the mountain and add four or five orioles, which is not vulgar and incurable.
Night in this world is a frequent front seat.
There are tears in the sea, and the most infatuated place is the most affectionate. Memories of other years in Nanmo, Fengcheng. How can it be transformed into hundreds of billions? It is better to be a fairy cave.
Bamboo in Wen Zhiming
Share the slender green jade branches. The thin shadow is oblique and shallow.
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Zhenbanqiao
Adhere to the castle peak and not relax. Three thousand trees live at the foot of a lonely mountain, and it is difficult to come with the post.
Song qi, the fallen flower
The falling elements turn red and hurt each other.