What are the poems praising plum blossoms?

"Mei" Wang Anshi counted the plums in the corner and opened them alone. It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance. "Dead Hua Lian" Ouyang Xiu curtain is cold in the east wind and fragrant plums in the snow, so spring comes first. The red wax branch is small in Shuang Yan, and the golden knife cuts the ribbon slender. Warm seaweed in a golden stove. You can't help worrying when the wine enters the cross wave. Embroidery is a good sleep in spring. Luo Wei can't feel the screen window. "Operator Yongmei" In Song Dynasty, Lu You broke the bridge outside the post station and was lonely. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to 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. Wang Wei, one of the miscellaneous poems, you come from my old country and tell me what happened there! . Open its first cold flower before tomorrow? . Lin Hejing, Xiaomei, a mountain city garden, is full of amorous feelings. "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 there is no need for gold medal list operation. Yongmei and Mao Zedong sent spring home in the storm, and the spring snow has come. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.