sān Yuèng fēng Chu Xu Xiāo，húnán shān sècurúJiāo .
In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were green.
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No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.
Spring breeze blows in March, and the ice and snow gradually melt. The mountain near Hunan is green, as if it had been washed by water. I heard the flute of the dragon, but no one appeared. I saw countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.
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This is a poem about falling plums. The poet makes the finishing point with a finishing touch. The first couplet does not write plum blossoms, but the scenery in late spring and March, and the spring mountains in Jiangnan. When the second part of the couplet suddenly turned to infatuation with plum blossoms, I imagined that the Qiang flute sounded and the plum blossoms fell in spring, and my mood was extremely melancholy. The first one is full of spring and picturesque scenery, and the second one is cold and lonely. ?
This plum blossom poem is actually a portrayal of his living environment. Seeing through the dark society will lead to collapse, and it is Wang Mian's own situation to live in seclusion in the mountains and not go along with the dark society.