1. Introduction of Prunus mume in Jiangcheng
Text/Blue Hand Butterfly Dream
The north wind washed the cold window with snow, and there was plum fragrance. Xiang Mei. Thin shadow oblique, ice calyx fragrance. It's freezing, and people don't ask, so we stretch and stand beside Chai Fei and beside the road.
Roadside, roadside, insufficient vegetation. The land is rough and the sky is mixed. Walking up and down, the road is blocked, and it is dark. How can you sleep in a dead pool under the snow? Live up to Nanzhi's loneliness and honest and frank, hold a lamp from a distance, invite wine and get drunk.
2. Title Xue Mei
/Ren Woxing
Look at the white seal and red in cold weather, but appreciate the plum shadow without admiration.
Skinny is a true fighter, and he is proud of the sky after frost.
3. Introduction of Prunus mume in Jiangcheng
Text/Ren Woxing
Cold crisp is wrapped in fragrance and dancing. See cold, see cold. Although lonely, why ask Bird Hide? Only endless lovesickness is noble. Without lingering, it brings fragrance.
Don't panic, don't panic, always face each other. Look into the distance, look into the distance. Dream, dream, send a call for Chunyang. Lonely riverside, flowing water reflects the sky. The gentleman takes the lead in becoming famous, and Xue Mei deserves it. There is no need to score * * *.
4. Introduction of Prunus mume in Jiangcheng
Text/Yin Hong
Silver flowers with pistils are better than spring. Have a scent. The dance is fragrant and silent, and the snow is full of beautiful clouds. A person in the cold flowers can wake you up, your eyes are sad, and Mugetu is weak.
Xiao Lun. Xiao Lun. Extremely cold. Bitter throat. Flowers are pure. The moon is about to burst. I'm so happy. I'm drunk and sound my soul. A string, away from the sound. Half-drunk and half-awake, the spring has passed, and the sun and the moon are returning to the sun, paying Mei and a door.
5. Title Xue Mei
Text/Li Meimei
Plum blossoms in Shanghai meet snowflakes, and white and red flowers are wrapped around the branches.
Late at night, I was cold and sleepy, and dreamed that Liaoning came to my home.
6. Introduction of Prunus mume in Jiangcheng
Text/through thick and thin
Opportunity robs us of thinking, saying impermanence is impermanence. East, west, north and south, running here and there, empty. It is difficult to get what you want from yesterday to today, but it is a poetic heart and distance.
Far away, there are flowers. Like a dream, better than a dream. Expect, expect, if not, you can trust the horse. After the snow, the window, the vast fundus. A carefree sadness can't be waved away. Write three lines and erase two lines on the paper.
7. Xue Ji Hongmei
Text/beautiful wood
The cold wind in the north of Saibei is snowing and the ice is lying on the ground.
Without the bitter experience of the world, there would be no fragrance of the three realms.