1. Idioms using plum blossoms to express maternal love
Dark fragrance and sparse shadows - originally described the fragrance and posture of plum blossoms, and was later used as a synonym for plum blossoms.
Three friends in the cold season - pine and bamboo will not wither in the winter, and plum blossoms can withstand the cold and bloom, so they are known as the "three friends in the cold season".
Mail plum blossoms - ask the postman to send plum blossoms. It is a metaphor for sending plum blossoms to distant friends. Expressing feelings of longing. The plum blossoms on the post road - the same as the plum blossoms on the post post. The plum blossoms on the post post - Volume 970 of "Taiping Yulan" quoted from "Jingzhou Ji" written by Shenghong of the Southern Dynasty Song Dynasty: "Lu Kai and Fan Ye got along well with each other, and they came from the south of the Yangtze River. I sent a plum blossom to Chang'an and Ye, and the poem about the flowers said: "When I meet the post messenger, I will send it to the people in Longtou. If I have nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, I will send a branch of spring."" Later, "plum blossom as a post messenger" was used to express his gratitude to relatives and friends. Greetings and thoughts.
He Zi Mei’s Wife - refers to Lin Bu, a hermit in the Song Dynasty, who took crane as his son and plum as his wife. Dong Yining of the Qing Dynasty wrote in "Hemanzi·Tongcheng Village Gossip": "Ruo Bi "A virgin in the solitary mountain forest, but not a wife with cranes and plum blossoms." It also refers to wives and children. 2. Accumulate ancient poems about snow and maternal love
Poems about snow:
Yuan Haowen "Moyu'er·Yanqiu Ci/Maipitang"
Thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains covered with dusk snow, who are the shadows going to?
Cui Tu's "New Year's Eve / Great Night's Love in Bashan Road / Great Night's Love"
On a snowy night in the chaotic mountains, there is a lonely stranger.
Lu Meipo's "Snowy Plum Part 1"
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in the spring, so the poet put aside his writing and commentaries.
The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
"One of Two Farewell Poems" by Fan Yun
In the past, the snow was like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow.
Ancient poems about maternal love:
Meng Jiao's "The Wandering Son's Song"
The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the wandering child.
"Farewell to My Mother" by Huang Jingren
Pulling up the curtains and worshiping my mother, I go to the river beams. I will worry about it for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears.
Wang Mian's "Mo Xuan Tu·Part 1"
The loving mother leans on the door with love, and the wanderer suffers on the road.
Bai Juyi's "Poetry of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"
My parents read it at that time, but you should know it today.
The above is for reference only. 3. A collection of common poems about plum blossoms
Ode to Plum Blossoms by Wang Anshi
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, Ling Han blooms alone
I know it is not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance Come.
"Early Plum Blossoms" Li Gongming
Only the east wind comes and the west wind blows, and the leaves in the mountains are empty.
Only the plum blossoms can’t be blown away, still new white and new red.
"Red Plum" by Su Shi
Every year the red plum blossoms are blooming, and they are about to bloom again by the riverside.
Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots.
"Early Plum Blossoms" by Liu Zongyuan
Early plum blossoms grow on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky.
The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn.
I want to give you thousands of miles, but mountains and rivers separate you.
There is no need to comfort distant guests when Han Ying is in ruins.
"Small Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden" by Lin Bu
The flowers are swaying and blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the white butterfly knows how to join and part its soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other with a slight chant, and we don’t need to be good at tapping into the golden bottle.
"Plum Blossom" by Jiang Weihan
There is a plum tree in front of Baiyu Hall, and today I suddenly saw several flowers blooming.
Several doors are closed, how can one enter the spring scenery?
"Snowy Plum" (Part 1) Lu Meipo
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in the spring, so the poet spent money on commentaries.
The plum blossoms are less white than the snow, but the snow loses some of the fragrance of the plum blossoms.
"Snow Plum" (Part 2) Lu Meipo
There are plum blossoms but no snow. Spirit, there is snow but no poetry.
The poem at dusk is full of snow all over the sky, and it is very spring when combined with plum blossoms. 4. Poems about plum blossoms
Lin Bu's "Little Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden"
All the flowers are falling and blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, while the white butterfly knows how to unite and part its soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other with a slight chant, and there is no need for a sandalwood board or a gold statue.
Xijiang Moon (Plum Blossom)
The jade bones are worried about the miasma, and the ice posture has its own fairy wind. When Hai Xian was sent to explore Fang Cong. A green-haired phoenix hanging upside down.
Even if you wear a plain face, it will look pink, and your lipstick will not fade after washing off your makeup. The high sentiment has chased the dawn sky. Don’t dream about pear blossoms.
<Dream of Red Mansions>
The peaches are not yet fragrant, the apricots are not yet red, and the east wind laughs before the cold.
It is difficult to distinguish the spring when the soul flies to the Yuling Mountains, and the clouds are separated from the sky before the dream. Tong.
The green calyx adds makeup and melts into the treasure torch, and the onyx fairy helps the drunk to cross the remaining rainbow.
It seems that it is not an ordinary color, the shades are determined by his ice and snow.
< p> White plum blossoms are lazily compared to red plum blossoms. To show off your beauty, you should first welcome drunkenness and your eyes will open.A frozen face will be full of blood, and if you are drunk without hatred, it will turn into ashes.
Mistaken swallowing of elixirs. Real bones, steal the Yaochi and cast off the old womb.
Spring in the north and south of the Yangtze River is brilliant, sending messages of bees and butterflies full of doubts.
The branches are sparse and the flowers are bright, and the children in spring makeup are competing for luxury.
There is no remaining snow on the curved sill of the leisurely courtyard, and there are sunset clouds on the empty mountains with flowing water.
The cold dream follows the red sleeve flute, and the fragrance of wandering immortals spreads across the Jiang River.
The predecessor must be Yaotai species, there is no doubt about the difference in color.
Bu Suanzi
Yong Mei
Lu You
Outside the post station, beside the broken bridge, lonely Open without owner.
It is already dusk, I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.
There is no intention to fight for spring, but for a while, everyone is jealous.
It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same.
Recalling Mei
Li Shangyin
Staying at the end of the world, relying on the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers.
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 1 -)
Lu You
I heard the plum blossoms blowing in the morning breeze, and the snow piles filled the four mountains. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 2)
The branches in the valley are more northerly, and the flowers bloom late every year. Gaobiao Yiyun, do you know that it is the time when the ice and snow accumulate?
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 3)
The wind blows louder in the snow, and the integrity of the flowers is the strongest. When time passes, it will drift away, and I will beg for mercy from Mr. Dong even more shamefully.
Jiangmei
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The plum blossoms are broken in front, and there are more plum blossoms in the later years. I know that spring is good, but what is the worst thing to worry about?
The snowy trees are of the same color, and the river breeze also waves. The hometown cannot be seen, Wuxiu is gloomy and craggy.
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Miscellaneous Poems
You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown. Leaning in front of the window tomorrow, have the winter plum blossoms bloomed yet? 5. Verses related to plum blossoms
The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. The plum willows are planted on the door, and there are beautiful flowers in Jin·Tao Yuanming's "Waxy Moon" A tree with cold plums and white jade strips, coming far away The village road is close to the river bridge: stay away.
"Early Plum Blossoms" written by Zhang of the Tang Dynasty: "A cold plum tree with white jade strips stands very close to the village road and the creek bridge. I don't know if the water blooms first in the vicinity, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after the winter snow."
< p> No one realizes the scenery, but it has already bloomed in the garden plum blossom. Tang Dynasty Shi Qing's "Ying Zhao Fu De Da Ye" The plum blossoms have not declined, and the spring tenderness can't help but feel cold: it can't stand it.In the deep snow in the village in front of "Feng He Pu She sent Prime Minister Li Zhi of Dongchuan back to the envoy's mansion Xia Hou", a branch bloomed last night and two sentences were written about the blooming of early plum blossoms. It is said that the word "Yizhi" in the poem was originally written as "Several Branches", but Zheng Gu changed it. Qi Ji called Zheng Gu the "Yizhi Master" because of this.
"Early Plum Blossoms" written by Qi Ji of the Tang Dynasty indicates that the flowering period after the twelfth lunar month is approaching, and the cold plum blossoms have begun to blow in the east wind. After entering the twelfth lunar month. The twelfth lunar month is the twelfth month of the lunar calendar.
East wind: spring breeze, here refers to spring. Letter: Messenger.
Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Butterfly Love Flower" A letter from the East King on the small plum branch, a letter from the approaching flower after the snow: news, omen. Dongjun: the god of spring. It refers to spring.
It's not snow, it's because there is a faint fragrance: a quiet fragrance, which refers to the fragrance of plum blossoms. "Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty: "There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it is not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance." Pretending to be a small red peach apricot color, there is still a lonely and thin snow. Frost posture is solitary and thin: refers to dry plum branches and sparse plum blossoms.
Snow-shuang posture: refers to the posture of plum blossoms that are not afraid of the severe cold and fight against the snow. This means that although the late-blooming plum blossoms pretend to be peach and apricot colors, they still maintain a lonely and thin posture, proud of the frost and snow.
Song Dynasty's Su Shi's "Red Plum" After the new wax at the source of the stream, several river plums were seen, and they were cut at the beginning. Song Dynasty's Zhou Bangyan's "Jade Candle" Heaven hates plum blossoms, so the branches are covered with snow. Fa: open indiscriminately, open too brightly. Song Dynasty Zhou Bangyan's "Bodhisattva Man·Mei Xue" There is also a letter from the south of the Yangtze River at the end of the world, and when the plum blossoms break, the letter from the south of the Yangtze River is known: the news of the arrival of spring.
Plum blossoms: plum blossoms are blooming. Huang Tingjian's "Poppy Poppies" of the Song Dynasty is full of poetry everywhere, and there is beauty at any time.
Not busy with social activities, Yiling is a plum blossom poetry realm: a poetic place. Wuhua: Beautiful scenery.
Entertainment: means invisible to the eyes.
Song Dynasty Zhang Daoqia's "Lingmei" Where are the plum blossoms in the early spring? I want to see the waterside fence, with several leaning branches. Song Dynasty Wu Zeli's "Plum Poppy" does not compete with the other flowers for beauty. Chemical industry has its own Hanmei Chemical Industry: Heavenly work refers to the creation of nature. or the functional power that grows all things.
"Linjiang Fairy" by Ye Mengde of the Song Dynasty The snow is like plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms are like snow. The similarities and dissimilarities are both strange. "Traveling on the Shasha" of the Song Dynasty Lu Benzhong has received a letter from the east wind, so I will return the plum soul letter first: information. Song Dynasty Wang Zhuo's "Ugly Slave" The moon is bright, and the thin shadows of plum blossoms are across the window. Song Dynasty Li Chongyuan's "Recalling Wangsun·Wong Ci" I don't know whether the plum blossoms come outside the wall at night, endure the cold to add sparse flowers or not: there are only a few flowers.
Song Dynasty Hou Zhen's "Traveling on the Shasha" is about thinning plum blossoms after snow, and sometimes two or three flowers are seen. Song Dynasty's Xin Qiji's "Jiang Shenzi" is focused on looking for spring but not fragrant, focusing on finding the fragrance in nowhere: specially. Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty's "Pu Suanzi": "I only listen to the plum blossoms, and I am lazy to chase the gossamer.
I am intent on looking for spring but refuses the fragrance, and the fragrance is nowhere to be found." The remaining water and mountains have no attitude, The sparse plum blossoms have transformed it into a mountain with leftover water in the wind and moon: the mountains and rivers exposed under the cover of ice and snow.
No attitude: no life. Cuisine: Dress up.
Fengyue: Beautiful scenery. "Congratulations to the Bridegroom" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty. 6. Poems about maternal love
The poems about maternal love are as follows:
1. "The Song of the Wandering Son" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, and the clothes on the body of the wandering child. Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
Translation:
The kind mother, with needle and thread in her hand, rushes to make new clothes for her child who is about to travel far away. Before leaving, I sewed it stitch by stitch, fearing that my son would come back late and the clothes would be damaged. Who said that a weak filial piety like Xiaocao could repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui Puze?
Creation background:
"Wandering Son Yin" was written by Meng Jiao in Liyang. The author was homeless in his early years, and it was not until he was fifty that he got a lieutenant in Liyang County. After many years of wandering, he took his mother to live with him. The poet has experienced the harshness of the world and feels that family love is precious, so he wrote this touching poem in praise of his mother.
2. "Mo Xuan Picture No. 1" by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty
The bright day lily flowers grow under the north hall. The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom? A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer's journey is painful.
The sweet messages are sparse every day, and the sound and questions are blocked every day. Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the words of the wise bird.
Translation:
The brilliant day lily flowers grow under the Beitang. The south wind is blowing the day lily, and for whom is it swaying to reveal its fragrance? The kind mother leans against the door and looks forward to her child, but the wanderer on a long journey is so miserable! The support of the parents is alienated every day, and the news of the children cannot be reached every day. Looking up at a cloud forest, I heard the cry of the wise bird and felt ashamed to miss her.
Wang Mian
Wang Mian, a poet, writer, calligrapher and painter of the Yuan Dynasty, was born in Zhuji, Zhejiang. Born into a farm family. His father died when he was young, so he herded cattle in the Qin family. He used his time to paint lotus flowers every day, and went to the temple to read under the bright lamp at night. He was profoundly knowledgeable, capable of poetry, and had plum blossoms in his youth. He lives in seclusion in Jiuli Mountain and makes a living by selling paintings. The painting of plum blossoms uses rouge as the skeleton of the plum blossoms, or the flowers are dense and the branches are numerous, which is unique in style. He is also good at painting bamboo and stone. It can also be used for engraving, and it uses flower milkstone as the printing material. It is said that he was the first to create it. He is the author of "Zhuzhai Collection", "Poems on Plum Blossom Pictures", etc. 7. Poems about plum blossoms
I know the beauty of spring. Next year will be as expected. Looking at the spring grass with my heart, what is the worst thing to worry about? I don’t know that spring is early.
Plum on the River
Wang Shi of the Tang Dynasty
Suddenly I saw a cold plum tree. In the deep snow in Qiancun, flowers bloom on the Han River.
Early Plum Blossoms
Tang·Qiji
Thousands of trees are about to break due to the cold.
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Miscellaneous Poems
Are you coming from your hometown?
Miscellaneous Odes
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Have you seen the cold plum blossoms, and the river wind is also ripples?
The snowy trees are of the same color, and their solitary roots are warm. The hometown is invisible and no one cares to see it. Afraid of the fallen flowers, Wu Xiu is lush and luxuriant, and the birds are peeping at the beauty of the plains. They should know the things of their hometown and grow last year's flowers. They rely on the beauty of things and are afraid of the jade steps.
The wind carries a delicate fragrance. Leaning in front of the window the next day, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed.
Jiangmei
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Mei Ruila is broken in front.
Recalling the Plum Blossoms
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Live at the end of the world. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. One branch bloomed early last night
Southern Dynasties · When you hear the singing of birds, you will be the first to read the Yingchun Terrace 8. Paragraphs and poems about plum blossoms
Plum blossoms are naturally beautiful and fragrant: beautiful and diverse flower shapes, graceful and diverse flower postures, bright and colorful flowers, and fragrant smell. people.
Plum blossoms do not compete with hundreds of flowers for time, nor do they compete with the beauty of flowers. Every time when the flowers wither and the bitter cold winter comes, the plum blossoms are like graceful fairies, quietly falling on the mountain slopes and beside the garden paths... They have a unique charm: the buds are coy and affectionate; the first blooms are free and easy, falling. Generous; full of shy smile, tender pistil swaying gently.
Some are petite and exquisite, naive and as amiable as a newborn baby; some are youthful and passionate, as cute as a slim girl; some are otherworldly, dignified and generous, as respectable as a solemn lady. They are looking up, leaning, leaning, thinking, talking, dancing, leaning against the autumn wind, smiling proudly on the ice and snow, or looking up into the distance... They are in various shapes and forms, and they are so beautiful.
The most common colors of plum blossoms are red, pink, and white. The red plum blossoms are as bright as peaches and plums, as bright as clouds, and like burning flames and dancing red flags. They are extremely gorgeous and contagious. Watching it makes people feel inspired, excited, and strangely excited in their hearts. The pink plum blossoms are like the cheeks of a young girl in love, full of shyness, like a painting, and tender like water. Being in it is pleasing to the eye, endless reverie, and unforgettable. The white plum blossoms are like silver carvings, jade carvings, snow sculptures, ice flesh and jade bones. They are so beautiful and transcendent, elegant and refined, innocent and innocent, which makes people look at it with awe.
The fragrance of plum blossoms is rich and overflowing. If you go to appreciate plum blossoms, before you get close to the trees or see the flowers, waves of floating fragrance will come to guide you. When you wander among the plum blossoms, the fragrance will fill your arms. If you take a deep breath, the fragrance will fill your mouth, refreshing your heart and spleen, and you will feel relaxed and happy. The fragrance of plum blossoms can last forever. When I return home from admiring plum blossoms, the fragrance of plum blossoms will still stain my lapels, stain my sleeves, and linger around my body for days.