Ask for a poem praising plum blossom's bravery in the cold. Thank you!

The north wind is hunting and blowing people down, and thousands of flowers are dying.

Who can tell the difference between cold plum and cold plum, and let honeysuckle shine alone?

There are some plums in the corner.

Ling cold drives alone.

It is not enough to know from a distance,

Because of the faint fragrance.

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

-Wang Anshi's Plum Blossom

The spring departed in wind and rain; With flying snow it’s back again.

Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.

Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.

When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.

Mao Zedong