When I traveled to Xicheng, I was drunk for plum blossoms.
Twenty miles later, Qingyang Palace went to Huanhuaxi.
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Smell the plum blossoms, there is a breeze, and the four mountains are full of snow.
How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
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The valley is farther north, and flowers bloom late every year.
Do you know it's time to be covered with snow and ice?
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The more awe-inspiring the snow is, the highest integrity is in the flowers.
Outdated will drift away, and shame will pity Dong Jun even more.
2. Poems about Mei were given to Ye Fan, the courier of the Song Dynasty, and to the leader in Road Opening.
There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring. Don and Xiaomei are in the garden on the mountain and stagger down to the small garden.
"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 you don't need to be good at the golden urn. Wang Mei Anshi counted several plums in the corner, and hanling opened them alone.
It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance. Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and betting on plum blossom poems lost a poem by Wang Anshi of Fahua, "Looking for Spring and Seeing Plum Blossoms", and there was a pile of snow on the road.
Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post. Yimei, Li Shangyin, settled in Tianya, and she didn't want to let things happen.
Cold plum is the most hateful. It looks like last year's flowers. 1 1 Go to Fufeng in the middle of the month to see plum blossoms, Li Shangyin, graceful and untimely.
Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost. Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken.
Who is the morning show for? Don't wait to be the last word of Fang Meihua (one of them). Lu You heard that the plum blossom is cool and the snow drifts all over the four mountains. How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
Plum blossom quatrains (2) The valley is all north, and flowers bloom late every year. Do you know it's time to be covered with snow and ice?
Plum blossom quatrains (the third) The more awe-inspiring the snow is, the stronger the integrity between flowers is. Outdated will drift away, and shame will pity Dong Jun even more.
Mei Chu, thank you for welcoming the Spring, so I get up early and I am not afraid of the cold. I am afraid that after falling into the flowers, no one will look at it.
Du Fu's plum blossom in Jiangmeitang is broken before, and there are many plum blossoms after the year. I never know that spring is good, what is the most annoying thing? The snow trees are the same color, and the river wind is its own school.
I can't see my hometown, and the witch is gloomy and rugged. At the beginning of Mei Tang, ten thousand trees in Miracle were frozen to break, and the solitary roots were warm and lonely.
Snow covered the village. Last night, flowers were in full bloom in the snow. The breeze is blowing towards Mei, so it has no emotional appeal. Avon's clean posture makes the birds jumpy.
If you obey the law next year, it will first be reflected in Chuntai. Wei Zashi came from the old country. Tell me what happened there! .
Leaning against the window and opening the first cold flower tomorrow? ? Wei has seen the cold plum hair and heard the birds singing. Looking forward to spring grass, I am afraid of jade steps.
Don Li Shangyin settled in Tianya, and he didn't want things to happen. Cold plum is the most hateful. It looks like last year's flowers.
On the river, Mei Shi suddenly saw the cold plum tree and the blooming flowers on the Han River. I don't know if spring is early, but I suspect it's playing with pearls.
Tang Yuxi, sent by Ding Meiyong, often suffers from colds in early flowers, and his condition is complicated and miserable. What happened to you in spring? Yao Tao will smile, prostitutes will look back! When I asked Jinding, I knew it tasted bad.
It is difficult to draw a single plum blossom with snow in the early days of Tang Cui Daorong. 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 Blossom Tang Jiang Han Wei Bai Yutang has a plum tree, and now it has several flowers. 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. Give plum blossoms to Sushi Ridge in Song Mei, and the flowers will be white and pedestrians will not 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 I want to see them when I am in 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. Painting.
3. Poems about Mei Gu Song Mei Xiao Dezao ChristianRandPhillips stood in danger and froze her back, and the bright moon hung coral branches cold.
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 I want to see them when I am in 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. The snow-covered forest in Wang Yuan, Bai Mei blends in with it, and 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.
Why did you ask Wang Sungui to return? 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. Yin Mingtang painted a garden full of white snow and jade.
It is urgent to sell wine and clear the ice, and there are also plum-thinning guests to watch. In early spring, the spring breeze in Chen Jiru is weak and the willows are oblique, and the new grass distinguishes a touch of sand.
I want to borrow a hoe from my master to sweep away the residual snow and plant plum blossoms. Song Huizong painted half-open, and Mei Zhaoming went to the court to give up drinking and write half a plum blossom.
After the melancholy palace spring went away, a branch floated in the south of the Yangtze River. Picture Mei Xiaoru. The light snow disappeared at the beginning of the Half Moon Lake, and two or three branches could be seen in the distance by the hedge.
The fragrance reaches the heavenly heart, but it is not known to ordinary flowers and trees. Draw plum blossoms, Chen Ming, the plum fragrance in Zhuliba field, and bring snow to the drunken hometown.
In spring, paper sleeps alone, and people are busy when they are tired. Painting Plums Chen Ming's plum blossoms stand out from the crowd. After the snow, she is busy laughing at me.
Take a skill to hang a bamboo stick and return a fragrance. Plum blossoms fell on the porch eaves, and the wind blew in front of the court last night.
I don't know where to whistle, and I hit it. Early plum tea is smooth and all trees are cold and colorless, and the south branch is alone.
Where the fragrance smells flowing water, the shadow falls on the savage. On the third day, Ding Maoxin was writing very happily, and Li Rihua's tan mouth smiled from ear to ear and blew with joy.
The drinker was so excited that poetry fell from the sky. The inscribed poems are very clear. Pu has nothing to do with it. She must go back to Mei.
The snow is deep and the spring is shallow, and it is half home. After the snow in the mountains, it is clear that Zheng Xie opens the door in the morning. It's full of snow, with pale eyes and cold sun.
There is no drop of plum blossom frozen on the eaves, which is a kind of loneliness. Draw Mei Qing, Jin Nong and Lao Mei. The older you get, the older your spirit is. If there are people in the hydropower tower.
It's very cold and full, if I know that Mingyue is my predecessor. Xiao Yun was dismissed by Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. Snow falls behind, falling lightly in the green, Huaxi is cold, put on spring clothes.
Looking for spring across the south bank of the bridge, walking around plum blossoms and bringing back the bright moon. Title Plum Blossoms Wang Qing Shen Shi planted one or two rows of plum blossoms in the yard, and the paintings were hollow and sparsely clothed.
The snow and ice melt, the moonlight adds white, and the east wind smells sweet one day.
4. There are some plums in the corner about Mei's poem; Bloom alone, not afraid of the cold
There is a cold plum and white jade belt next to the village road creek bridge.
The branches are warm in the north and cold in the north. There are two kinds of spring breeze.
Don't rely on tall buildings to play the flute, let everyone stay and lean on it.
In the former deep Xue Cun, a branch was opened last night.
Broken bridge outside the post, lonely. Dusk is lonely, and it is stormy.
I have no intention of striving for spring, and all the people are jealous, scattered into mud and crushed into dust, but the fragrance remains the same.
Bloom's five petals were not intentional, but Dongfeng was jealous for a while.
The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.
Six water tunes, everyone sings,
Snowflakes and plum blossoms are everywhere.
Xiaomei has the most enchanting charm.
The snow began to disappear.
Nanzhi should attach a spring letter,
Dragons hate dragons driving people away.