What is the poem that shows that plum blossoms are not afraid of cold?

1. A poem about Mei's fear of cold.

Poem about Mei not afraid of cold 1. Ask for a poem praising Mei for being brave and brave despite 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

2. Yongmei's poems should show the spirit that plum blossoms are not afraid of cold, and the more the better, the more they will be adopted.

Lu you, plum blossom quatrains

The flowers are full of wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.

How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?

Wang Wei, one of the miscellaneous poems

You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.

Before the eve of tomorrow, the cold plum blossoms.

Yang Liuzhi's Ci Liu Yuxi

Plum blossoms in Saibei play strong flutes, and lyrics in Guihua Mountain in Huainan.

Please don't put the old songs together to listen to the new Yang Liuzhi.

Bai Juyi, a newly planted plum blossom

Seven new plums were planted by the pool, and I wanted to wait until the flowers arrived.

Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.

Lu Zhu, who first met Meihua.

Jiangbei is not as warm as the south, and Jiangnan is easy to break the intestines of northerners.

Rouge peach cheek pear flower powder, * * * such as makeup cold plum.

1 1 The second back garden flower in full bloom-colored incense

The warmth of the day has been in full bloom, reaching thousands of times.

The spring breeze is full of emotion, accompanied by flowers coming and going.

The Secondary Rhyme in Yu Zao's Notes on Huangmei Pavilion

Fold the Leng Xiang without exposing the machine, and the small barnyard grass will be sunburned by two or three branches.

Luo Wei Cui Ye nursed back to health very well, which was learned by a windy sage.

Lu you, plum blossom quatrains

When I traveled to Xicheng, I was drunk for plum blossoms.

Twenty miles later, Qingyang Palace went to Huanhuaxi.

Hongmei sushi

Every year, the fragrant letter bears red berries, and the river hangs down to open.

Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.

Lu you, one of plum blossom quatrains

Smell the plum blossoms, there is a breeze, and the four mountains are full of snow.

How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?

Wang Hongmei Shi Peng

Don't be jealous of each other, peaches and plums are different.

It is still snowing and frosting, but it is not very red.

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3. Poems praising pine trees and wintersweet for not being afraid of cold

[Ten Answers to Poems and Pines] Title: "300 Tang Poems" Author: Bai Juyi, a pine tree on Tingting Mountain, will rise in the sun all his life.

The forest is towering, and the branches are hundreds of feet long. In the desert dust, Huai, in pairs, has broad prospects.

Dancing low on the ground, the branches are unusual. The white dew falls in August, and the leaves of Sophora japonica are yellow.

At the end of the year, the mountains are covered with snow, and the pine color is green. He is like a gentleman, grasping frost.

It's like a villain's face, abnormal and cold. * * * Knowing that pine wins locust, I really want to plant roadside.

Manure grows Yao grass, and Yao grass will never smell sweet. Just cut it into columns.

Kill yourself and get what you want, and build a church for you. Otherwise, I will die of old age in Nangang.

Don't leave branches and leaves, follow the locust tree low. Tang Liqi's Looking at Qinchuan is full of bamboo in autumn. The cool Wuling Songtang's high-profile "Snow" has six flying flowers, sitting and watching the bamboo become lovely branches and wintersweet. Liu Haoguang's small window is still and the bottle is ancient, and the beaded curtain in the promenade is slightly snowy. Whoever makes several cases thinks that spring is imminent.

Chimonanthus praecox, Song Ci and Dong Siyuan have just produced clusters of frozen flies, and the tough leaves will be the envy of this winter. In the middle of Qing dynasty, the hall was chewy and fragrant.

The spring breeze is deep in the sun, and the bottle is strong in the sunny window. At dusk, we can see that shui yue is incompatible with water.

Chimonanthus praecox, Song and Yang Wanli bid farewell to Meishao in the early morning, and the national fragrance is not known all over the world. Diligently dripping wax seal, a branch was stolen by frost wind.

Thank you. I hope I can help you.