Poems about the moon or plum blossoms

Plum Blossom under the Moon Author: Wang Mian Year: Yuan

I have been addicted to plum all my life and wear a pair of shoes when I walk in the snow.

Six flowers are scattered all over the sky, and thousands of miles of Wan Li are the same color.

I rushed to the cold, not afraid of the north wind, and came here on impulse.

Flowers and trees are full of plum blossoms, as if Luo Fu had seen them before.

The south branch is inclined to the north, and the north branch has seen the old south branch.

One of them is amazing, and thousands of them are amazing.

Seeing this, I was overjoyed and drank plum blossom fairy with wine.

The fairy blamed me for coming late. It's been three thousand years since we said goodbye.

Drunk and lying in Zita Law, this dream helped Joan fly to heaven.

When you sober up, you will know how the night is spent, and you will be hungry for half a month.