Bu operator Yongmei Luyou
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. It's dusk. I'm alone. It's windy and rainy.
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.
Mo mei Wang Mian
The trees in Xiyan Lake near my home are covered with faint ink marks.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
Early plum blossom
A tree with cold plum and white jade, back to Lincun Road, next to the stream bridge.
I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow.
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 different from Han Palace.
Zaomei Miracle
Ten thousand mu can't stand the cold, and plum trees absorb the vitality of underground heating.
In front of the village in Zita Law, a branch was opened last night.
Biography of Mo Zhang Mei
Shuibian village, a valley on the hillside, was once blocked by flowers.
I still hate Dongfeng, but I hate it even more.
Zaomei Li Gongming
East wind and west wind, leaves are empty in the middle of Gunmushan.
Only plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white.
Mo mei Zhao Bingwen
Painters don't make powder and fat noodles, but they are afraid that others will think I am straight.
We didn't know each other when we met. Xia Fu never cut a jade man.
2. Plum Blossoms and Homesick Poems
Wang Anshi's plum
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance.
Su Dongpo's Red Plum
Every year, I believe in red berries,
The river hangs down and wants to open.
Take care of your feelings, Yiling,
Straight roots send spring.
Shi's "Send Meiling"
Plum blossoms are in full bloom and pedestrians don't come.
Don't take advantage of the plum to taste the boiling wine, but watch the drizzle ripen the plum.
Bai Juyi's new plum
Don't be afraid of Cheung Chau being jealous of peaches and plums.
Seven new plums were planted by the pond.
Check it when you want to spend time.
This year is a good year for your majesty.
Plum Blossom by Wang Yuan Cotton
In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were green.
No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly,
Is there frost already? .
Looking up, I found it was moonlight.
Sinking back again, I suddenly remembered home-Tang Li Bai >
As a stranger in a foreign land,
Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.
Know where the brothers climb,
There is one person missing from the dogwood. Tang Wang Wei >
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
The cold light in the hotel stayed up all night,
What happened to the guest's heart?
Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts.
Another year of frost temple in Ming dynasty. Besides working at night, Tang has high physical fitness.
3. Plum Blossoms and Homesick Poems
There are several plums in the corner of Wang Anshi's Mei, which are blooming alone.
It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance. Su Dongpo's "Red Plum" believes in red plums every year, and the river is drooping.
Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots. Su Songshi's "Send Mei Shang Ling" Plum blossoms are in full bloom and pedestrians can't come.
Don't take advantage of the plum to taste the boiling wine, but watch the drizzle ripen the plum. Bai Juyi's Newly Planted Plums is not afraid of the jealousy of Changzhou peaches and plums. Seven newly planted plums are planted by the pool, and I want to check them when they bloom.
This year is a good year for your majesty. Wang Yuan cotton plum blossom in March, east wind blowing snow, green mountains and green waters in central Hunan.
No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and when I sank back again, I suddenly thought of home-Tang Libai was a stranger in a foreign land, and he missed his family more on holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. A leopard cannot change his spots, a leopard cannot change his spots, written by Tang Wang Wei.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. In addition to the night shift [Tang] high fitness.
4. Plum blossom homesick poems
Operator Yongmei Liu Youyi broke the bridge, and he was lonely.
It's dusk. I'm alone. It's windy and rainy. 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. Mowangmeimian, a tree near Xiyan Lake next to my home, is in light ink flowers.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun. The early plum tree is called the cold plum white jade belt, which goes back to Lincun Road and Liuqiao.
I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow. Mo Mei lives in bamboo slips and doesn't hate the waste painters of Danqing, so she doesn't need to be different but consistent.
Jade capacity is not as good as western Western jackdaw color, so it is different from Han Palace. The newly blooming plum blossoms have long been frozen, and the lonely roots are warm and lonely.
In front of the village in Zita Law, a branch was opened last night. Shuibian Village, a secluded valley on the side of Zhanggang Mountain in Momei, used to be full of flowers.
I still hate Dongfeng, but I hate it even more. Plum blossoms first bloom, Li Dongfeng is westerly, and leaves are empty in the mountains.
Only plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white. Mo Mei, a painter in Zhao Bingwen, doesn't make powder and fat noodles, but she is afraid that others will think I am straight.
We didn't know each other when we met. Xia Fu never cut a jade man.
One is about plum blossoms, and the other two are about homesickness.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother in Shandong.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
The Pride of Fisherman Song Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different. The wild geese in Hengyang go unnoticed and ring all around. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
Momei
Wang Mian
My home/inkstone washing//Chitou tree,
Flowers bloom and fall//light ink marks.
Don't boast//look good,
Just/take a breath//make up for Kun.
Yamagata Xiaomei
Tang Dynasty
All the fragrant people shook off their brilliance and occupied all the amorous feelings of the small garden.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare, and you don't need to be good at the golden urn.