Poems about the peach blossom snow in March are shared as follows:
1. It's a miserable snowstorm night in Chai Men, and it's better to have children than nothing at this time.
I'm going to Heliang, and I'm going to lift the curtain and say goodbye to my mother reluctantly. I'm sad and sad, and I want to cry without tears. On this snowy night, I can't be filial to my mother, but I have to hide Chai Men's miserable departure. I can't help but sigh: What's the use of adopting a son? I might as well not.
2. There are many snows, which cover the door, and people can't help but keep their souls, which makes Jiang Mei's rhyme thin.
The heavy snow, the heavy doors, can't help people's souls, and they are as thin and haggard as Jiang Mei, losing their former charm. Looking up, where is Qingjiang Jiangshang Village? Who will pay attention to and sympathize with the cold in the sweet boudoir? What a gaunt-looking railing man!
3. The floating life only respects the old. The heavy snow in Chang an all over the sky, blocking the passage of the road.
All the lotus flowers have fallen, and the sky is connected with water, and it is boundless. At dusk, autumn wind bursts and waves rise. I watched it alone on the east side of the building, and Shuang Yan's separate things were far away from the cold clouds. The short-lived life should really be aging in drunkenness, and in a blink of an eye, heavy snow covers the capital road. Friends from afar will also come on stage from time to time to remember me and send me a branch of Chun Mei in the south of the Yangtze River.
4. Mei Xue was not willing to surrender for the sake of spring, and the poet stopped writing and commented on the chapter.
plum blossom and snowflake both think that they have occupied all the spring scenery, and no one will admit defeat. It is difficult to comment on the competition between plum and snow, so I have to stop writing and think about it. Plum blossoms make snowflakes crystal white, but snowflakes lose to plum blossoms.