196 1 year1February
Wind and rain send spring home,
Flying snow welcomes the spring,
It's already a cliff full of ice,
There are still beautiful flowers.
Joe doesn't fight for spring,
Only spring.
When the mountain flowers are in full bloom,
She laughed in the bushes.
Operator Yongmei
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
"Little Sister in the Mountain" Northern Song Dynasty Lin Bu (Lin Hejing)
All fragrant people shake off their beauty and occupy all the amorous feelings of the small garden;
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
The frost bird wants to peek first, but the pink butterfly knows that it will break its soul;
Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood gold statues.
Bai Juyi, remembering the plum blossoms in Hangzhou, sent Xiao Xie's "Memories of Time Past".
Stuffed in Yuhang for three years, I have been drunk with Meihua several times;
Wuxiang Temple is as snowy as snow, and Gushan Garden is as beautiful as makeup.