Lu you
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
Chinese plum
Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
It's not snow in the distance, because there's a smell coming.
Mo mei
Ju Jian
Don't hate Danqing's waste painter, you don't need to seek common ground while reserving differences.
Jade capacity is not as good as western Western jackdaw color, so it is entrusted to the Han Palace.
Xue Mei
Lu Meipo
For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
Plum blossom quatrains
Lu you
There is a gentle breeze among the flowers in Dao Mei, and snow drifts are all over four mountains.
How can it be transformed into hundreds of billions, and a plum blossom opens a tree?