Ancient Plum Blossoms by Xiao Dezao of the Song Dynasty The concubine Xiang stands in danger on the back of a frozen dragon, and the cold moon hangs on the coral branches. The ugliness can be astonishing and charming, but only Xiaohan knows how to break the soul. Ping Mei by Zhang Daoqia, Song Dynasty. A few spring branches in a bottle of cold water, the fragrance does not fade when the stream flows. No one can see the slanting bamboo bottom, and don't know it with the faint clouds and the pale moon. Red Plum Blossoms by Su Dongpo Every year, red plum blossoms are blooming. Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots. Early Plum Blossoms by Liu Zongyuan Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky. The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn. If you want to give me a gift from thousands of miles away, you will be separated by mountains and rivers. When Han Ying is in ruins, what use is there to comfort distant visitors? Newly Planted Plum Blossoms By Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plum blossoms are planted by the pond. I will check them when they are about to bloom. Don't be afraid of the peach and plum envy of Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you. Mo Mei Zhao Bingwen The painter does not paint the face with powder, but he is afraid that others will think I am straight. It's impossible not to know each other when we meet, Xia Fu has always cared for jade figures. Baimei Yuan Wang Mian This body is worn in the ice and snow forest, not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe. Mo Mei, Yuan Dynasty, Wang Mian. The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blossoming flowers with faint ink marks. Don't let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure air to fill the universe. Plum Blossom by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty In March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as water. No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. Appreciating Red Plum Blossoms at the Beginning of Spring Yuan·Yuanhuai Last night the east wind turned and the snow on the willows disappeared in the streets. At dawn, a tree like a cluster of apricots blooms towards the isolated village across a small bridge. It seems that the chemical industry dislikes the thinness of pink, so the color is used to help the flowers become more delicate. There is no need to distinguish between green branches and green leaves. We win the championship among thousands of flowers. Recalling the Plum Blossoms by Duan Keji of the Yuan Dynasty The Immortal of Gushe, with her ice-skinned skin, accompanied me to the West Lake in the past. Don't forget that the spring breeze has changed several times, and the standard is now gone. Plum Blossoms of the West Lake by Feng Zizhen, Yuan Dynasty. There is a jade forest beside Su Laodi, and the wind and moon on the six bridges are close friends. Let others compete for the peaches and plums, and do not care about prosperity. Yuanyangmei by Feng Zizhen of the Yuan Dynasty has two flowers on parallel pedicles, so it is suitable to be photographed near the cold pond. I only worry that the corners of the painting are blown away, and the shadows fly apart, which is the most damaging thing. Inscribed painting of plum blossoms by Tao Zongyi of the Yuan Dynasty. The moon shines brightly in the lonely mountain at the scholar's house, and the cold light of the lake soaks the jade horizontally. It seems that the seals are placed vertically and horizontally, and the iron coils are formed into flowers. Yangshan Road in the Yuan Dynasty, Shi Shanzhu. After the rain, the spring streams compete for distribution, and wild pheasants fly over the ancient tombs. Seeing that someone lives in Shenwu, the plum blossoms surround the house and the door cannot be opened. Spring Festival Gala Miscellany Yuan·Fang Hui The fragrant grass is not as deep as the grass, and the clear and mild weather moistens the garden. Where the light rain begins to clear up, there are a number of green plum trees standing in the shade. Winter poem by Guo Yu of the Yuan Dynasty The clear sun is scattered in the sparse forest and the crows are singing, and the red curtains in the high pavilion cover the ground. Why do you want to ask the king and his grandson whether they have returned? The jade plum blooms to Beizhihua. Posted in Wutang Fu, Ming Dynasty, Xia Wanchun, I remember the plum blossoms in my hometown when the flowers are blooming, and the snow covers the cold mountain paths and prevents them from blooming. The bright moon and the worried heart are similar, and they are like a shadow waiting for others to come. Painting of Plum Blossoms by Xu Wei of the Ming Dynasty. I have never seen a plum blossom chart, but I can pick it up easily from the gods. If you don’t believe it, just look at the millions of trees. The east wind blows and they become spring. Wang Yuanzhang's Painting of Plum Blossoms on Fallen Branches by Xu Wei of the Ming Dynasty. The solitary and fragrant shapes overwhelm the vulgar posture, making it difficult to replicate the plum blossom branches. Everything has always been too high-class, no wonder the plum blossoms are hanging to the ground. Ming Dynasty·Tang Yin's painting: The snow is falling on the river and the village is freezing, and the gardens are full of jade flowers. I need to sell some wine to clear the air. There are also sparse plum blossoms for visitors to see. Early Spring Ming Dynasty·Chen Jiru The spring breeze is weak, the wicker branches are slanting, and the new grass is slightly covered with sand. I want to borrow a hoe from my master to sweep away the remaining snow and plant plum blossoms. Huizong of the Song Dynasty painted half-open plum blossoms. Zhao Youtong of the Ming Dynasty painted a plum blossom with half-open stamens. After the melancholy spring in Bian Palace, a branch wandered to the south of the Yangtze River. Painted Plum Blossoms by Fang Xiaoru, Ming Dynasty The light snow has just begun to disappear and the moon is half over the pond. Two or three branches can be seen in the distance by the fence. The fragrance spreads to the heart of heaven, without telling the ordinary grass and trees. Painted Plum Blossoms by Chen Daofu, Ming Dynasty The fragrance of plum blossoms in the fields outside the bamboo fence brings the snow to the drunken countryside. The paper sleeps alone in the spring, and the busy carriage and horse laugh at the busy people. Painting Plum Blossoms by Chen Daofu of the Ming Dynasty The plum blossoms are proud of themselves, and I am busy chasing them after the snow. Break off a bamboo stick and hang it, and you will be scented along the way when you return. Plum Blossoms Fall Ming · Xue Xuan There are two plum trees outside the eaves, and the wind blew last night in front of the court. I don't know where the flute came from, and I heard a hit sound. Early plum blossoms are bright and moist. Tens of thousands of trees are cold and colorless, but the flowers are unique to the southern branches. Where the fragrance smells flowing, the shadows fall on wild people's homes. On the third day of the new year of Ding Mao, he wrote plum blossoms. Li Rihua, Ming Dynasty. The pink ribs of the sandalwood mouth are full of smiles, and the spring breeze is blowing for joy. The drinker was so excited that poems poured down from the sky. Album page of paintings and poems, Puhe, Qing Dynasty. If you have no problem, don't look for plum blossoms. If you find plum blossoms, you will come back. The snow is deep but still shallow in spring, half of it is blooming at home. After Snow in the Mountains, Qing Dynasty·Zheng Xie When I open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow, the snow is bright, the clouds are pale, the sun is cold. The eaves stream is not dripping with plum blossom jelly, a kind of loneliness that is not leisurely. Painting Plum Blossoms, Qing Dynasty·Jin Nong The old plum blossoms become more energetic as they get older, and there are as if there are people in Shuidian Mountain Tower. It's so clear that it's very cold, as if I knew the bright moon was my predecessor. Inscribed on Tang Jie Yuan Xiaojing, Qing Dynasty·Yun Shouping After the snow, I lightly radiated into the green sky, and the cold air of the Huaxi River put on spring clothes. Crossing the south bank of the bridge in search of spring, walking on plum blossoms and bringing the moon back home.