Wang Anshi
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.
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.
1 1 In the middle of the month, watch plum blossoms in the hurricane.
Li shangyin
The winding path is secluded, colorful, not fragrant or greasy. 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 keep the old days.
Plum blossom quatrains (one of them)
Lu you
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?
Plum blossom quatrains (part two)
The valley is farther north, and bloom is late every year. Do you know it's time to be covered with snow and ice?
Plum blossom quatrains (3)
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 Outdated will drift away, and shame will pity Dong Jun even more.
Zaomei
Nanchaoxie
Spring comes early, so I don't doubt that the cold is alone. I am afraid that after falling into the flowers, no one will look at it.
Jiang Mei
Don du fu
Plum blossoms break before, but more after. 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.
Zaomei
Tang Qiji
Ten thousand mu can't stand the cold, and plum trees absorb the vitality of underground heating. 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.
yearn for
Tang Bai Juyi
Platinum for pine trees, since you planted it first, I won't plant it.
Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on, and the night is stolen.
Jandison
Tang Bai Juyi
There are 100-foot-long and 10-yard-long pine trees around. They were born at the bottom of the canyon, cold and crude.
It's dangerous to die in the mountains and rivers.
Tian Zi Tang Ming owes Liang Mu, and he has two unknowns about this requirement.
Who compared the creation of heaven with that of the earth?
Zhang Jinxian is poor, but cold and cheap, while the story of Dexin is expensive.
The story of Di Xin and Niu Yi, though different.
The highest is not necessarily wise, and the lower is not necessarily stupid.
Don't you see the coral under the sea?
It seems that elms are planted in the sky.
Matsutani Keihiko
The fame and price of doctors have never been heard of, and they stand out from the crowd.
It will be said that Lingtou is idle, and there are still a few clouds hanging in the sunset.
Komatsu
Don Du Xunhe
I have been in the grass since I was a child, and now I gradually have the feeling of chrysanthemum.
At that time, people didn't know Lingyunmu until Lingyun began to rise.
Sisong
Don du fu
When four pine trees first moved, they were about three feet tall. Don't come suddenly for three years, but they are as long as people.
If you look at the roots, don't worry about the branches. You are lucky in your hair, but you are also hiding.
The small fence inserted used to have a dike. Finally, it was damaged and yellowed.
If you dare to be the master of the forest, Li Shu is still unhealthy.
Sighs and sighs about things make me feel sad. The breeze rises for me, and my face is frosted.
It's enough to say it in an old posture. I was born without roots, and I deserve boundless.
Love and poetry, behavior can be forgotten. Don't regret that after a thousand years, the weather is miserable.
loose
Tang Han Gai
Lean on the empty high threshold, cold and dust-free, and the past idle dreams are about to leave. See you later. Emerald should be frosted.
Cold sounds will smell in the middle of the month. The crying ape wants to bring the rain of Cangshan Mountain to He Ying and Zifuyun.
Don't compete with Dongyuan for peaches and plums. Spring still doesn't suit you.
Gu Song is very excited.
Tang huangfusong
The power of heaven and earth makes me look forward to this life.
My family is moral and civilized. It has collected 400 volumes and is an independent world masterpiece.
Everyone says you are so beautiful. Do you envy Zhu Jin's brilliance? This is a wonderful legacy.
Nanxuansong
Tang Libai
There are solitary pines in Nanxuan, and the leaves of Ke are full of power. When the breeze is not idle, it is natural and unrestrained all day long.
The shade is green with ancient moss and blue with autumn smoke. Why go straight to thousands of feet?
Song Ting Bai Juyi
What's under the hall? Ten pine trees are my grade.
Wireless in chaos, uneven competition.
The tall one is three feet long and the low one is ten feet low.
Like wild animals, I don't know who planted them.
Behind it are blue tile houses and white terraces.
There is wind and moon in the morning, and there is no dust and mud.
2. Praise Mr. Wu's beautiful sentence. A real teacher, a real man. If there is a God in this world, you are that God. Although you are an ordinary nobody, you became a god at the moment of death arrival, a real god! Not the kind of god who only enjoys human sacrifice and does nothing! You will never leave your children, because at the moment you become a god, you also branded the mark of God in your children's hearts, and you will always lead your children to grow up in the temple you built with your own hands!
Sudden disasters, landslides and buildings are about to collapse. Everyone escaped and ran outside, but you went back to the building to save the students. Look at the spirit of life and death, and be a good teacher.
The greatness of life and the glory of death, Mr. Wu will always live in the hearts of the people!
When disaster struck, Wu did not rush to seek his own safety, but bravely shouldered the responsibility of protecting students and forged the gardener's soul with his own flesh and blood.
3. Who knows the sentence praising Mei in ancient poetry [1] Mei?
And the wind and frost are bitter, and the residual body is sick and thin. After all the hardships, I only put incense in the forest. *
Leaning against the window and opening the first cold flower tomorrow? ? (Wang Wei: miscellaneous)
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. (Wang Anshi: Mei
[2] Orchids
The world of mortals was born in an empty mountain stream because it didn't mean to be famous. Let's bury our bones with stone springs, no matter the rain or sunshine in the world.
[3] Bamboo
In the silent night wind, I am indifferent to my life. Who, like * * *, is forever in high winds?
[4] Chrysanthemum
Many fragrant eyes are very tired and flashy, but how can they live without pride? When chrysanthemums come again in autumn, there is only one flower left in the world.
4. Ask about praising Hu Yangshu and Populus euphratica, a kind of green state of ancient China literature that never fails for thousands of years, and a proud sandstorm? Huanglong was not afraid of the sun, and Cang Sang spent the Spring and Autumn Period. When will it stop in an oasis in the desert? Huanglong covers the sky and the sun, and has experienced many vicissitudes. It is dusty at the end of the world and thrives without rain. Its roots are firm and cling to the wall, and its lofty sentiments embrace snow and sand. It's dusty, and steel branches laugh at bloom. It has been strong for a long time in the Gobi desert and brave in the cold and heat. It dances in the sky, silent and green. Pine and cypress are just inferior, and the heroic spirit in Changhong is magnificent .. The hero stands in Changhong for thousands of years and is brave from generation to generation. Trees are full of heroes and steel bars are full of elegance. Every generation is called a tree hero who resists drought and blocks yellow sand. Hard-core steel bars have a good reputation, and adversity is also in full bloom. The male soul is still in various postures, worshiping the past and shaking the old branches. They sing in deserts all over the world and have been proud of their new poems for many years. The male soul is spirited and hard-working. Iraqis feel that they have been endowed with new poetry. The barren hills are like fire, and the sun is like fire, indomitable. Dead, the clouds are hard and thin, and the leaves are far away in spring. The sun is like fire, and the dead branches and yellow leaves are strong. Yuan Ming only knows that chrysanthemums are thin, and our generation should be honest and immortal. Camel bells in the desert are yellow in Wan Li, and geese are in the sky. There is no cliff to miss on the wind and frost road, and blood and tears flow to Hu's hometown. Camel bells in the desert are the thick blood and tears of Hu's hometown. There are new branches and tobacco leaves all over the Gobi Desert. Protect the silk mottled road, and the natural barrier is full of vitality. The Gobi desert is covered with new branches, and the sky is full of smoke and leaves. When will you try to defend the Silk Road? In spring, birds sing to wake up the forest, and in summer, flowers and bees dance with camel sounds, camel bells ring in the sky blue, and occasionally cold snowflakes fall. The golden decoration in the desert is not easy to bury sad songs. The gloomy river draws brocade rust, which is still in the vast painting of Wan Li. The sun burns forever, and the wind and rain come with a smile. Where can there be an immortal soul? Millennium green is full of beauty. The spring of little gold has arrived, and elegy has not been idle. The endless river paved with splendid scenery and the vast valley was bright. Wind and frost can't destroy the fairy posture, and the hot sun can't destroy the bones and muscles and appearance. Where can there be immortal souls? The frontier desert is clean. Thousands of generations are far away from the world of mortals, and the rain, snow, wind and frost are proud and gentle. There are endless songs in the desert, and the sunset in the long river is always new. Thousands of generations are far away from the world of mortals, and the wind and frost are cold. The desert is proud of its soul and loyal mission. It stands proudly in the hot Xia Dong. Millennium life lighthouse cloth guards silk green struggle. How many times have tornadoes, thunder and showers stopped in hot summer and winter? After a long time, Mi Jian always wins. Live to sing for a thousand years, and face to face for another thousand years after death. After another thousand years, it has been a mulberry field since ancient times. Laugh proudly for a thousand years before death and sing for a hundred years after death. Fell down and died, unwilling to leave, accompanied the younger generation through the mulberry garden. "A New Collection of Poetry Rhyme" turns to the green forest less, and Populus euphratica meditates in the desert. The wind and sand are dry and salty, and they are determined and willing to love poverty. The oil field under his feet is invincible. Desert scenery welcomes distinguished guests. The desert is dark green, and Huanglong stands proudly. Eating sand and drinking dew is not bitter, but iron bones are tender and tender. The vast Populus euphratica is proud of its status, and Taklimakan is also a forest. How can you give a sandman half a point if you can't defeat a hero for thousands of years? Camel bells ring on the silk road, a thousand-year rhyme. Let's wait for the younger generation to innovate and go to the desert continent to watch the sunrise. The first pearl rolled down and the green drops fell in Turpan. Populus euphratica doesn't sing Huangsha Road, but spring flowers flow in autumn. Beauty praises Populus euphratica, and there is fragrance between the lines. I don't see any rouge, and I don't smell any daughter's voice. I am ashamed to praise the feelings of the prodigal son, and I am ashamed to die with tears. This is really great. Only living things can pass through. Populus euphratica growled at the sky, but it didn't rain. Flying sand and dancing wind, the sun and the moon wander. I am proud of my beautiful life, and I have maintained prosperity. I can say that a thousand-year-old sandstorm is as strong as a wilderness, and my skin is bent like a sculpture. I am still thin and hard, and I support green technology to repay the pride of spring. Populus euphratica stands tall and green in Xinjiang, and the desert has become a forest and an ocean.