Look for poems about plum blossoms and snow.

Every poem below has the word Xuemei ~

Chinese plum

Wang Anshi

There are some plums in the corner.

Ling cold drives alone.

It is not enough to know from a distance.

For the arrival of Dimfragrance.

Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming, I lost a plum blossom poem.

Wang Anshi

Fahua looks for spring and likes to see plums.

A pile of snow on the road.

Nanmo in Fengcheng remembers his New Year.

It's hard to follow the post

Plum blossom quatrains (one of them)

Lu you

Wen's flowers are in the breeze,

Snowdrifts are scattered all over four mountains.

Who can turn into hundreds of billions,

Plum blossoms and blooming flowers on the tree.

Looking for plum blossoms in the snow

Tang Xiaogang

I'm never surprised that the plum blossom is late. I'm also trying 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.

Xue Mei

Song Lu meipo

There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without plum customs.

Sunset poems are snowy all day, and it smells good with Mei.