Short poems about plants

1. There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.

2. There is no intention of fighting for spring, but for a while, everyone is jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.

3. Sparse shadows slant across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk.

4. Wind and rain send spring home, and flying snow welcomes spring. There are already hundreds of feet of ice on the cliff, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches.

5. The jade bones and ice skin are incompatible with the world, and the cliffs are proud of the frosty sky.

6. There is no fear of frost and snow. The more severe the cold, the more fragrant it becomes.

7. The lonely fragrance admires itself far away from the hustle and bustle, and wants to call the east wind to announce the early spring.