The heavy snow crushed the pine trees.
Rola Chen
The snow is loose,
The pine trees are tall and straight,
You know, loose and noble,
When the snow melts.
Strange stone poems in pine trees
plum
Don't you see, this year's cold,
Where to ask for grass.
Goodbye, Joe pine,
Qingqing answered Jojo.
Heaven and earth are unintentional, and everything is true.
Tall and strong, Sichuan and Guangdong, beautiful and incomparable.
A thousand years later, we are still frozen and snowy.
Support Tianjue high and firm,
Under the dry spring breeze and blue sky.
yearn for
Bai Juyi
Platinum for pine trees,
Since you planted it first, I won't plant it.
Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on,
Steal a good voice at night.
May:
Mei Mei's Poems
Wang Mian
My home is Xiyan Hutou Tree,
All the flowers are pale and inky.
Don't boast that the color is beautiful,
Just keep it fresh and full of Kun.
Chinese plum
Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner.
Ling cold drives alone.
Distant knowledge is not snow,
Because of the faint fragrance.
Yimei
Li shangyin
Set the horizon,
Yi yi Wu Xiang Hua
Cold plum is the most hateful,
Plant last year's flowers.
Bamboo:
Mozi's painting poems
Zheng Xie
Yazhai lay listening to the novel,
Doubt is the voice of people's sufferings.
Some small officials in Caozhou County,
Manage the situation one by one.
Zhu Yong
Xie Tiao
A bunch of bamboo in front of the window,
Green and unique language.
The southern belt passes through the northern leaf,
New bamboo shoots are mixed with old branches.
The moonlight is sparse and dense,
The wind rises and falls.
It doesn't matter whether you fly or not,
Peek at the yellow mouth alone.
But I hate following the trend,
Roots grow separately.
Takeishi
Zheng Xie
Adhere to the castle peak and not relax,
The roots were originally in the broken rocks.
Hard work and perseverance,
East, west, north and south winds.