Winter plum blossoms poem
Little plum blossoms in the mountain garden
Lin Hejing
All the flowers are falling and blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly is like a soul-destroying soul that knows how to unite.
Fortunately, we can sing each other slightly, no need for gold bottles with sandalwood boards
Plum plums
Wang Anshi
A few plum blossoms in the corner, Ling Han Drive alone.
I know it’s not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Recalling Mei
Li Shangyin
Stay at the end of the world, relying on the beauty of things.
The winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year’s flowers.
In mid-November, you can see plum blossoms in Fufengjie.
Li Shangyin
The pavilions on the road are beautiful and fragrant at odd times.
Su'e is only with the moon, and the young girl does not spare the frost.
Giving a hand that is far away and empty, but hurting and leaving a broken heart.
Who is the morning show for? Don't wait for the new year to be fragrant.
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 1 -)
Lu You
I heard the plum blossoms blooming in the morning breeze, and the snow piles were all over the four mountains.
How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 2)
Lu You
The branches in the deep valley can reach the north, and the flowers bloom late every year.
Do you know, Mr. Gaobiao Yiyun, that it is the time when there is ice and snow?
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 3)
Lu You
The wind blows louder in the snow, but the integrity of the flowers is the strongest.
When time passes, it will drift away, and I will beg for mercy from Mr. Dong even more shamefully.
Early Plum Blossoms
Southern Dynasty·Xie Xie
Welcome spring so it blooms early, and you don’t mind the cold alone.
Afraid of falling behind the flowers, no one cares to look at them.
Jiangmei
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The plum blossoms are broken in the front, and there are more plum blossoms in the later years.
I know that spring is good, but what is the worst thing to worry about?
The snow and trees are of the same color, and the river breeze also waves.
The hometown is invisible, Wu Xiu is gloomy and craggy.
Early Plum Blossoms
Tang Dynasty Qiji
Thousands of trees are about to break due to the cold, but the solitary roots are warm and alone grow back.
In the deep snow in Qiancun, a branch bloomed last night.
The wind carries the delicate fragrance, and the birds take a peek at the beauty.
As expected next year, Yingchundai will be released first.
Miscellaneous Poems
Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty
You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown.
Leaning in front of the window tomorrow, will the winter plum blossoms bloom yet?
Miscellaneous chants
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
I have seen the cold plum blossoms and heard the singing of birds again.
My heart is full of spring grass, and I am afraid of the jade steps.
Recalling Plum Blossoms
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Stand at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things.
The winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year’s flowers.
Plum on the River
Wang Shi of the Tang Dynasty
Suddenly I saw a cold plum tree with flowers blooming on the Han River.
I don’t know that spring is early, so I suspect it is a bead maker.
Tingmei Yong Sends People
Tang Dynasty·Liu Yuxi
Early flowers often suffer from cold, and complex fruits are often bitter and sour.
Why is it that on a spring day, you are sitting in the dark mood?
Yao Tao smiled steadily, and the wandering prostitute was willing to look back!
When you ask about adjusting the golden tripod, you realize that it is difficult to make the right taste.
Plum Blossoms
Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty
The calyx contains snow at the beginning, so it is difficult to mark the painting alone.
There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.
Hengdi and Chouting, oblique skills depend on the disease.
The headwind is like a solution, and it is easy not to destroy.
Plum Blossoms
Yu Xin of the Tang Dynasty
On the half of the twelfth lunar month of that year, the plum blossoms were already in bloom.
If you don’t believe this Spring Festival Gala, come and watch it in the snow.
The trees are moving, the ice is falling, and the branches are high and cold.
If I had known I would not find him, I would regret wearing my clothes.
Looking for Plum Blossoms in the Snow
Xiao Gang of the Tang Dynasty
I was surprised that the plum blossoms were late, and I came to see them in the snow.
The lower branches are visible at low levels, but the upper branches are far away and difficult to see.
Both are ashamed to show their wrists and give in to each other because their waists are weak.
Also cut and pick the beard, and learn two or three techniques.
Plum Blossoms
Tang Dynasty·Jiang Weihan
There is a plum tree in front of Baiyu Hall, and today I suddenly saw several flowers blooming.
With several doors closed, how can one get in the beauty of spring?
Plum Blossom
Song Dynasty·Chen Liang
The jade is sparse and thin, and the small calyx is a little pearly.
One flower suddenly blooms first, and all flowers bloom later.
If you want to convey the message of spring, don’t be afraid of being buried in snow.
The jade flute should be played three times, Dong Junzheng advocated.
Winter Miscellaneous
Zhang Lei of the Song Dynasty
The body of the empty mountain is about to grow old, but the old age will come back.
The willow trees are sad every year, and the plum blossoms are everywhere.
The green vegetables have short nails, and the red wax-spotted flowers bloom.
No matter how there is ice and snow, the east wind returns day and night.
Zaihe Yang Gongji Plum Blossoms
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Mo Xiangshuang has not yet opened his morning grudges, and will destroy each other day and night.
A new flower contains wind and dew, just like the west chamber waiting for the moon to come.
Giving Plum Blossoms to the Mountains
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
When the plum blossoms are in full bloom, the white flowers will bloom, and no one will come if they pass by.
If you don’t taste the green plums and make wine, you should watch the drizzle to ripen the yellow plums.
Mo Mei
Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty
In the dream, the clear river is drunk with the fragrance of ink, and the branches are thin and frosty with cold pistils.
Now that I am white and black, there is no need to ask about it. Let me be the makeup of the world.
Inscribed on Yang Buzhi's painting
Song Dynasty·Lou Yao
Plum blossoms are often seen as if the pen is like a god, but the pines and bamboos are more realistic.
Thousands of flowers are all friends, but Suihan only sees these three people.
Snowy Plum
Song Dynasty·Lu Meipo
To have plums without snow is not spiritual, and to have snow but no plums is vulgar.
The poem at dusk is filled with snow all day long, which is very fragrant when combined with plum blossoms.
Snowy Plum
Song Dynasty·Lu Meipo
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so the poet spent money on commentaries.
The plum blossoms are less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
From Zhang Zhongmou, beg of winter plum blossoms
Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian
The wild plum blossoms grow behind Wenjun Temple, and the fragrant honey dyes them into palace-like yellow.
Don’t fold it to cover your old eyes. If you want to know the beauty of spring, go to the pond.
Sleeping tiredly while fishing on a snow boat
Song Dynasty Yang Wanli
The open window of the small pavilion is half-closed, and he is sleeping while reading a book.
I was annoyed by the plum blossoms for no reason, so I specially blew the incense to break my dream soul.
Cold Night
Song Dynasty·Du Lei
On a cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling and the fire is just beginning to turn red.
The moon in front of the window is the same as usual, but the difference is that there are plum blossoms.
Gu Mei
Song Dynasty·Xiao Dezao
The concubine Xiang stands dangerously on the back of a frozen dragon, and the cold moon hangs on the coral branches.
How ugly can be shocking and charming, but only Xiaohan knows how to break a soul.
Plum plums in a bottle
Song Dynasty·Zhang Daoqia
A few spring branches in a bottle of cold water, the fragrance will not diminish 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
Su Dongpo
The red plum blossoms are blooming every year, and they are hanging by the river and ready to bloom again.
Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots.
Early plum blossoms
Liu Zongyuan
Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky of Chu.
The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn.
If you want to give me a gift thousands of miles away, you are separated by mountains and rivers.
What use is there to comfort distant visitors when Han Ying is in ruins?
Newly planted plum blossoms
Bai Juyi
Seven newly planted plum blossoms beside the pond will be inspected when they 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 is impossible not to know each other when we meet, Xia Fu has always cared for jade figures.
White Plum
Yuan Wang Mian
This body is worn in the ice and snow forest, unlike peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly, the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe.
Mo Mei
Yuan Wang Mian
The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks.
Don’t let anyone praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe.
Plum Blossoms
Yuan·Wang Mian
The east wind blows the snow away in March, 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 on the streets.
At dawn, a tree looks like a cluster of apricots, opening towards the isolated village across a small bridge.
It seems that the chemical industry dislikes pink and thin, 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
Yuan·Duan Keji
The Gushe Immortal, with his skin of ice and snow, accompanied me to the West Lake in the past.
No matter how many times the spring breeze changes, the standard seems to be gone now.
West Lake Plum Blossoms
Yuan·Feng Zizhen
There is a jade forest beside Su Laodi, and Liuqiao Fengyue is a close friend.
Let others compete for the peaches and plums, and do not care about prosperity.
Mandarin Duck Plum
Yuan·Feng Zizhen
The flowers are in double pedicles, so they are suitable for shadowing near the cold pond.
I only worry that the corners of the painting will blow away, and the shadows will fly apart, which is the most damaging thing.
Painting with Ink Plum Blossoms
Tao Zongyi of the Yuan Dynasty
A scholar's family lives in the lonely mountain under the bright moon, and jade slants across the lake in the cold light.
It seems that the seals are written vertically and horizontally, and the iron coils are made into flowers.
In the middle of Yangshan Road
Yuan·Shi Shanzhu
After the rain, spring streams compete for distribution, and wild pheasants fly over the ancient tombs.
Seeing that people live in Shenwu, the plum blossoms surround the house and the door cannot be opened.
Spring Festival Gala
Yuan·Fanghui
The fragrant grass is not deep, and the clear and mild weather moistens the garden.
Where the light rain begins to clear up, there are several green plum trees standing in the shade.
Winter Ci
Yuan·Guo Yu
The clear sun is scattered in the sparse forest and the crows are singing, and the high pavilion is covered by red curtains.
Why do you want to ask Wang Sun whether he has returned? The jade plum blooms to Beizhihua.
Remember Wutang Fu
Ming Xia Wanchun
When the flowers bloom, I remember the plum blossoms in my hometown, 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.
Inscribed on Plum Blossoms
Xu Wei of Ming Dynasty
I have never seen a plum blossom chart, so I can easily pick it up from Youshen.
If you don’t believe it, just look at thousands of trees, and the east wind will blow them into spring.
Wang Yuanzhang's Painting of Plum Blossoms on Fallen Branches
Ming Dynasty Xu Wei
The bright and solitary beauty overwhelms the vulgar posture, and it is difficult to reproduce the plum blossom branches.
Everything has always been too high-class, no wonder the plum blossoms are hanging to the ground.
Painting
Ming Dynasty·Tang Yin
The snow is falling on the river and the village is freezing, and the gardens are full of jade.
I need to sell some wine to clear the air, and there are also sparse plum blossoms for visitors to see.
Early spring
Ming Dynasty·Chen Jiru
The spring breeze is weak, the willow branches are slanting, and the new grass is slightly sandy.
I want to borrow a hoe from the master to sweep away the remaining snow and plant plum blossoms.
Huizong of the Song Dynasty painted half-open plum blossoms
Ming Dynasty Zhao Youtong
During the early days of the imperial dynasty, he painted plum blossoms with half-open stamens.
After the melancholy spring in Bian Palace, a branch wandered to the south of the Yangtze River.
Painting Plum Blossoms
Ming Dynasty·Fang Xiaoru
The light snow has just begun to disappear and the moon is half over the pond, and 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 vegetation.
Painting Plum Blossoms
Ming Dynasty·Chen Daofu
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
Ming Dynasty·Chen Daofu
The plum blossoms are so proud that they dominate the crowd. After the snow, I am busy chasing after them.
Put off a hanging bamboo stick and there will be a fragrance on your way home.
Plum blossoms fall
Ming Xue Xuan
Double plum trees outside the eaves, the wind blew last night in front of the court.
I don’t know where the flute was playing, and it sounded loudly.
Early plum blossoms
Ming·Tongrun
Thousands of trees are cold and colorless, but the flowers are unique to the southern branches.
Where the fragrance smells and the water flows, the shadows fall on the wild people's homes.
Ding Maoxinzheng wrote plum blossoms on the third day of the new year
Ming Li Rihua
The pink ribs in the sandalwood mouth are full of smiles, and the spring breeze blows them into happiness.
The wine drinkers were so excited that poems poured down from the sky.
Album of poems with paintings and paintings
Puhe of the Qing Dynasty
If you have nothing to do, don’t look for plum blossoms, and you will come back when you find them.
The snow is deep and spring is still shallow, half of it is blooming at home.
After Snow in the Mountains
Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty
When I open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow, the snow is bright, the clouds are pale, and the sun is cold.
The eaves are 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 people in Shuidian Mountain Tower.
It is so clear that it is very cold, as if I knew that the bright moon was my predecessor.
Inscribed on Tang Jie Yuan Xiaojing
Qing Dynasty·Yun Shouping
After the snow, the gentle breeze enters the green Wei, and the cold air of Huaxi puts on the spring clothes.
Cross the south bank of the bridge to find spring, and return home with plum blossoms everywhere.
Inscribed on Plum Blossoms
Wang Shishen of the Qing Dynasty
Plant one or two rows of plum blossoms in the small courtyard, and paint empty spaces with sparse shadows on the clothes.
The ice melts into snow and the moon adds whiteness, and the east wind brings fragrance every day.
Early Plum Blossoms
Qing·Ning Tiaoyuan
The bright purples and reds show the shame and frown, and the spirit can be seen only at the end of the road.
Under the blue cliffs deep in the mountains and rivers, you can’t miss the spring even if it blooms several times.
Withered Plum
Qing Dynasty·Wu Qi
Strange fragrances and colors bloom at the end of the forest, which has suddenly flourished over the past hundred years.
Take away all the essence, leaving only the bones for people to see.
Inscribed on Plum Blossoms
Li Fangying of the Qing Dynasty
The plum blossoms have not sprouted on this day, and the rotating universe belongs to the painter.
The spring breeze lingers on the bottom of the pen, and the painting always blooms.
Inscription on Plum Blossoms
Li Fangying of the Qing Dynasty
The ink marks on the paper are new, and the plum blossoms are most attractive at what points.
I hope that the wind will blow far away, and every door and lane will become spring.
Plum Blossom Poems
Qing Dynasty·Yu Yue Neizi
I can withstand the snow and frost in the world, and the flowers on their heads are fragrant first.
Qingfeng has its own immortal bones, and it is better to go to Yutang for coolness.
He Neizi’s Plum Blossom Poems
Qing Dynasty·Yu Yue
There is frost in the dust-free courtyard at night, and the fragrance is not waiting for leisure.
On a cold night, we dream of Luofu together, and we are better than Dongpo in the snow hall.
Exploring Plum Blossoms in the Yuan Dynasty Tomb in the Rain
Qing·Song Dynasty
Exploring Plum Blossoms in the Rain and Surviving the Rain, The Stones Clanging and the Staff Can Make Sounds.
The clouds, shadows, and flowers flicker, and the pines, waves, and rocks are noisy with each other.
The rhyme is suitable for walking on a leisurely Zen couch, and walking in a quiet and loving garden.
Looking at the vast sea of ??fragrant snow, the mountainside of my home is a good title.
Falling Plum Blossoms
Qing·Lüran
Gentle breeze and raindrop moss pattern, the indifferent residual fragrance can be smelled quietly.
The forest is covered with snow, and the top of the mountain is covered with clouds.
There is no need to blow across the rivers and rivers, but the most precious thing is the empty branches and the cold evening.
Looking back at the foot of Gushan Mountain, frost birds and white butterflies are everywhere.
Gift to Fan Ye
Lu Kai in the Northern and Southern Dynasties
The plum blossoms met the post envoys and sent to the Longtou people.
If you have nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, just give me a spring branch.
Early plum blossoms
Zhang Wei
A tree with white jade strips of cold plum blossoms stands next to the bridge next to the village.
I don’t know if water blooms appear first, but it is suspected that they have not sold out after winter snow.
On a cold night
Du Lei
On a cold night guests come to drink tea and wine, and the soup in the bamboo stove begins to boil and turns red.
On the first month of the year, plum blossoms are the only thing that is different.
Mei
Wang Qi
The bamboo fenced thatched cottage is willing to be free from the slightest dust intrusion.
Only because of misunderstanding Lin Hejing, the poet has been talking about it to this day.
Plum blossoms are in full bloom in the Zhenshi Garden
Wang Chuan
Sit among the flowers as the sun sets late, with thousands and thousands of fragrant snow branches.
Since the beginning of spring, there have been no good sentences, but here the staff and quinoa suddenly become poems.
One of "Miscellaneous Poems"
Wang Wei
You come from your hometown, so you should know the things in your hometown.
In front of the garden tomorrow, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed.
Meeting Plum Blossoms for the First Time
By Lu
The ground in the north of the Yangtze River is not as warm as in the south,
The south of the Yangtze River is good for people from the north.
Rouge peach cheek pear pollen,
*** as a winter plum makeup.
The second rhyme is "Jade Early Plum"
Huang Tingjian
The cold fragrance is folded and the essence is not revealed,
Two or three small bamboo sticks slanting toward the sun.
Luo Wei's green leaves are deeply nourishing and nourishing.
It has been known to the Traveling Bee Saint.
November Back Garden Flowers in Bloom Part 2
Cai Xiang
The sun is warm and fragrant, and they are already in full bloom.
When they were in bloom, they were in full bloom. Thousands of times.
How can the spring breeze be sentimental?
It comes and goes with flowers.
Mo Mei
Zhang Zhen
The waterside village in the deep valley beside the mountain was once sparse with flowers and cut off the soul of the visitor.
I still hate the meaningless east wind, which blows misty rain and darkens the dusk.
Winter plum blossoms
Dark fragrance and sparse shadows
Jiang Kui
In the winter of 1911, I carried snow to the stone lake. At the end of the month, I taught Jiansuo Sentences and recruited new sounds to compose these two pieces of music. Shihu played with it endlessly and asked the prostitutes to learn it. The syllables were harmonious and euphemistic, so they named it "Dark Fragrance" and "Sparse Shadow".
Secret fragrance
In the old days, the moonlight shone on me several times, and I played the flute beside the plum blossoms. To arouse beautiful women, no matter the cold or climbing. He Xun is getting older now and has forgotten the spring breeze of poetry. But it is strange that the flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the fragrance is cold and enters the Yao mat. The country of Jiang is in complete silence. Sigh and send it to the road far away, the snow is beginning to accumulate at night. Cui Zun is easy to cry, but the red calyx is speechless and remembers each other. I remember once hand in hand, thousands of trees overwhelmed the cold green of the West Lake. There are also pieces and pieces, and they are all blown away. How long will it take to see them?
Sparse shadows
The mossy branches are decorated with jade, and there are small green birds, sleeping together on the branches.
We met as guests, at dusk in the corner of the fence, leaning against the bamboos in silence.
Zhaojun is not used to Hu Shayuan, but he secretly recalls Jiangnan and Jiangbei.
I want to wear the ring and return on a moonlit night, turning into this lonely flower.
I still remember the old things in the deep palace. The man was sleeping and flew close to the moth green.
Nothing is like the spring breeze, regardless of the waxing and waning, it will arrange a golden house as soon as possible.
I still want to go with the tide, but I feel resentful and sad.
Waiting for a long time, looking for the fragrance again, it has entered the small window banner.
Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei
Song Dynasty Lu You
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless.
It is already dusk and I am sad alone, even more windy and rainy.
I have no intention of fighting for spring, but I will let everyone be jealous.
It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same.
Linjiang Fairy Plum
Li Qingzhao
The courtyard is a little deeper, the clouds in the window and the foggy pavilion are late in spring, who is haggard and loses her beauty.
It is good to have a clear dream at night, and it should be from Nanzhi.
The jade is thin and the sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful, and the Qiang pipes in the south tower stop playing.
Who knows when the strong fragrance is blown away, but the warm wind will be late, and the apricot blossoms will not be fat.
Ji Renjiao·Feelings of plum blossoms blooming in Houting
Li Qingzhao
The jade is thin and fragrant, the sandalwood is deep and the snow is scattered. I hate that it is too late to explore the plum blossoms this year.
Jianglou Chuguan, the water is far away between the clouds.
The clear day is forever, leaning on the railing and the green curtain is rolled down.
We sat down with the guests, the wine was full in front of us, and the singing was flowing like water.
The southern branches can be planted, but they need to be pruned frequently. Don’t wait for the west tower to sound Qiang Guan several times.
Gu Yan'er
Li Qingzhao
People in the world write plum poems, and their writing is vulgar. I tried to write an article and found out that the preface was not unreasonable.
Rising up from sleep under the rattan bed and paper tent, I have endless words and wonderful thoughts.
The ashes of smoke are broken by the coldness of the jade furnace, and my feelings are like water.
Three sounds of the flute, the heart of the plum blossom is broken, and there is so much love in spring.
The gentle wind and rain rustled the ground, urging thousands of tears to fall again.
When the flute player goes to the empty jade tower, who will he lean on with a broken heart?
If you break off a branch, there will be no one in the world or heaven to whom you can send it.
Jade House Spring · Red Plum
Li Qingzhao
The red squid is willing to put the buds into pieces, explore the southern branches and bloom all over?
I don’t know how long it has been brewing, but I can see that it contains infinite meaning.
The Taoist is haggard under the spring window, dull and damaged, and worried about not leaning on it.
If you want to take a look, then come and rest. It may not be possible tomorrow.
Yu Jia Ao
Li Qingzhao
It is known that spring has arrived in the snow, and the winter plum blossoms are dotted with delicate branches.
The fragrant face is half-opened and charming. , in the court, the beautiful woman takes a bath and washes off her new makeup.
Good fortune may be more intentional, so the moon shines brightly.
***The bounty respects the green ants. Don’t be drunk. This flower is not comparable to other flowers.
Plum blossoms lead to Jingxi and block the snow
Jiang Jie
The white gull asked me when I parked my solitary boat, should I stay in my body or my heart?
If your heart stays for a while, why frown?
The wind blows and the small curtain lights dance, facing the idle shadows, deserted and clear, recalling old travels.
Are the old tours and old tours still there today? Flowers outside the building, Liu Xiazhou.
It’s a dream, but it’s not a dream, and the cold water flows empty.
The yellow clouds in the desert are soaked through the kapok fur.
No one is as worried as me. It snows tonight and there are plum blossoms, just like me.
Qingpingle
Li Yu
Don't come in the middle of spring, it will touch your eyes and break your heart.
The fallen plum blossoms are as chaotic as snow, and they are still full even after being brushed.
There is no proof of the arrival of wild geese, and it is difficult to realize the dream of returning home after a long journey.
Leaving hatred is like grass in spring, and you can walk farther and still be alive.
Die Lianhua
Ouyang Xiu
The east wind is cold and cold behind the curtain, and the fragrant plum blossoms in the snow indicate that spring has come early.
The red wax branches have two small swallows, and the gold knife cuts the ribbon to appear delicate.
The rotating warm golden furnace smokes algae. The wine enters the horizontal wave, making me sleepy and troubled.
I sleep well in the spring with embroidered quilt at five o'clock, and I don't notice the dawn on the screen window.
Linjiang Fairy
Xin Qiji
As I grow old, I am too lazy to cherish flowers, but my love for plum blossoms still lingers around the river village. One branch breaks Yuxi spring first.
No more fancy attitude, just full of snow spirit.
The beautiful scenery of the empty mountain is left to write a fresh sentence for the canal. The bamboo roots and flowing water carry the stream clouds.
Drunk and confused, I cannot remember the journey home at dusk.
Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei
Mao Zedong
Wind and rain send spring home, and flying snow welcomes spring.
The cliff is already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches.
Qiao doesn’t fight for spring, she only repays it.
When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, she smiled among the bushes.
Winter plum blossom article
Prose about walking in the snow to appreciate plum blossoms
Article ◆ Nature is beautiful I love plum blossoms, especially red plum blossoms. A few days ago, I was chatting with a friend. He told me excitedly that he got a few yellow plums from his friend and he liked them very much. The fragrance was light and far-reaching when placed in the car. Ask me if I like it? Ximei's mood was touched by her friend, and she looked forward to the sight of lingering in the snow to see the plum blossoms. The blooming plum blossoms reflected in the snow are a natural scene, and walking on the snow to appreciate the plum blossoms is a human interest. Since ancient times, it has attracted countless people from all ages to explore, watch and sing, regardless of the cold weather, high mountains and long roads. "Plum blossoms fill the sky with joy and snow." "Plum blossoms are less white than snow, but the snow loses the fragrance of plum blossoms." "It's good to have a clear dream at night, and it should be from the south branch." "Who dares to bloom in the snow? Plum blossoms alone lead the world in spring. "It's amazing how late the plum blossoms are. I'm here to see them in the snow." "Wearing this body in the ice and snow forest, it's not like the peaches and plums mixed with fragrance." The plum blossoms are so beautiful, and many poems praising them are also subtle, elegant and fresh, enough to feel. People's infinite love and admiration for plum blossoms. Indeed, walking in the snow to look for plum blossoms is a joy, it is about the emotion, and it is intoxicating in the state of mind! Rather than looking for and appreciating plum blossoms, it is better to say that we are pursuing plum blossoms’ aloofness, strong and unyielding quality, solemn nobility and indifferent and transcendent feelings. Whenever the cold winter comes, in the days when the sky is full of snow, "there are a few plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone". The sparse flowers are scattered, and the fragrance spreads far away. Fighting against the snow in the cold, not afraid of loneliness, blooming the fragrant flowers freely and leisurely. Beauty and charm. Although "the cliff is covered with hundreds of feet of ice", "there are still beautiful flowers and branches", which are just a sign of spring. It is especially famous for its charm and beauty, and is mentioned together with pine and bamboo as one of the "three friends of the cold year". I love winter because I like plum blossoms, and I like ice and snow because I appreciate plum blossoms. The plum blossoms I love always bloom with their charming bodies when the weather is cold; they always stand alone when the flowers have withered; they always leave the most beautiful purity and pride to the snow-white earth when the sky is covered with snow. Standing proudly in the snow, unruly and unruly, lonely and self-pitying yet charming in every way. I like to look at plum blossoms when it is snowing all over the sky, because the additional snow also highlights the beauty of the plum blossoms, especially my favorite red plums.
The snowy scenery is a little red, and I always stand in the snow, caressing the strong branches and tender buds affectionately, holding them in my chest, refreshing; I always imagine myself turning into the intoxicating mood of plum blossoms: in the world of ice and snow, in reality, I , the proud plum blossoms form a beautiful landscape picture. Snow and plum love is a choice; plum and snow are a test; people's love of plum is a kind of search and confidence, and it is also a pursuit. Not afraid of severe cold, ice and snow, hoping for the spring scenery and oasis of life, smiling at every chapter of life.
Winterflowers
Nature is a magical magician. It turns spring into a riot of colors, with all kinds of flowers blooming, one after another. Everyone is happy. Some people like the fragrant orchids, some like the bright and colorful sunflowers, and some like the proud and proud Phalaenopsis. But I prefer the simplicity and purity. Cute wintersweet flowers dotted in nature.
I love wintersweet flowers, their proud frost and snow, never flinching and tenacious spirit. When I see wintersweet flowers, I will think of two poems. One of the ancient poems is Plum Blossom written by Wang Anshi - There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it is not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance. The other one is written by Lu Meipo (Northern Song Dynasty) - The plum blossoms are willing to fall in late spring , Sao Ren Ge’s review and commentary. The plum blossoms are less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. Yes! Those beautiful plum blossoms are dotted in the wonderful nature, how can they not make people intoxicated?
< p> In the cold winter, wintersweet flowers bloom most luxuriantly. In the snow season, wintersweet flowers are in full bloom, but the delicate flowers are not afraid of the biting north wind. They are scattered dotted on the leaves, very beautiful. Covered with white snow From a distance, it looks like white clouds embedded in the branches, making winter more beautiful. In other seasons, although the wintersweet flowers do not appear, the wintersweet trees still stand on the hillside.When you walk into the door of my house, you will see bunches of wintersweet. Whenever the yellow and dark purple plum blossoms smile to people, and the clusters of flowers sway in the cold wind, exuding bursts of fragrance. , it will make people feel relaxed and happy. "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." What blows the plum blossoms is not the spring breeze as gentle as willows, but the biting cold wind; what nourishes them is not the cool and gentle rain, but the cold and icy snow; it shines It is not the warm sunshine, but a ray of setting sun in the severe winter. The plum blossoms bloom into beautiful flowers after fighting against the cold wind and snow. It is the quiet flower that silently exudes the intoxicating fragrance. The yellow color of wintersweet is What kind of yellow is it? It's so cute and soft, just like the tender yellow down of a newborn chick. Its shape is pointed and round, large and small, and a small part is budding, no longer quiet. Sleeping on the branches, clusters of flowers sway in the cold wind and emit bursts of breeze, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Even if we close our eyes, we can smell the refreshing fragrance, which makes us intoxicated.
< p>I love wintersweet flowers, because wintersweet flowers have a spirit that is worth learning from. Let us always remember to be a person who "arrogates the frost and fights the snow" and never gives up the pursuit!I love wintersweet
p>There are many flowers in the world, and there are also many lovely ones, especially some literati, who seem to be born with an indissoluble bond with flowers. I remember it was said in the book: Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums; since the Li and Tang Dynasties, people have loved peonies very much; and Zhou Dunyi of the Song Dynasty loved lotus. What about me? Although I can't compare with them, I also love a kind of flower, that is wintersweet.
You see, after the beginning of winter, when the north wind blows, thousands of flowers wither, but the cold-resistant plum blossoms bloom. "I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance." Approaching the plum blossoms, its unique light fragrance has penetrated into my heart and spleen. It feels like tasting a sip of precious fragrant tea.
Take a closer look at the small, light yellow and transparent flowers, which remain bright as if they were made of silk. The flower buds the size of rendan grow on the flexible branches, like small gold beads stuck on the branches with glue. When the north wind blows and the snow falls, all the trees bloom with smiles, and the plants are all golden. Looking from a distance, they look like a bunch of golden flames igniting on the snow. The five petals on each flower are tightly formed in a circle, hugging the slender stamens in the middle, and there is a little light yellow pollen on the top of the stamens!
I picked a plum branch with flower buds and took it home and put it in a vase filled with water. My mother thinks that if it doesn’t get enough sunlight, it may shrink before it can bloom. A few days later, I found that this "little yellow ball" grinned and bloomed with small golden flowers. I couldn't help but be impressed by this tenacious spirit. It doesn't need the warm climate of spring, nor does it need enough With sunshine and fertile land, it only needs a little water to bloom. How tenacious its vitality is!
I like this ordinary little flower, its simplicity and elegance, and even more its style and quality. "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." It is strong but not stubborn, elegant but not arrogant. It neither competes with the exotic flowers and plants, nor competes with the scorching sun and green willows for a pool of water. Instead, it decorates the cold winter in obscurity. winter. Is this the spirit we need?
I love wintersweet.
The rebellious wintersweet
To be honest, I really don’t like wintersweet. I don’t know if it’s because I’m tired of hearing its hymns, or because I’m tired of looking at its tall and straight appearance. Anyway, I just can’t watch it. Used to wintersweet.
In winter, it is like the determined tin soldier in the fairy tale, whose legs were ruthlessly interrupted by snowballs, but it still looks like a small creature stuck by a spider web. It shakes its body and seems to stand stronger than before. More stable. When the white butterflies are flying on the window, it emits the most dazzling light. The yellow of its flowers is not the warm and tender yellow in spring, nor the silent withered yellow in autumn; it is not the dry golden yellow in summer, nor the lifeless dry yellow in winter. Like butter, but sweet but not cloying; like fine wine, yet intoxicating but not intoxicating. Its uniqueness has made many people sigh.
However, just like a rebellious child -
It is competitive.
In winter, is there only one pot of wintersweet blooming alone at home? After all the flowers are moved into the home, it can still fight the wind and rain. Even if the branches are trembling by the cold wind, it stands upright; even if the flowers are knocked straight down by the raindrops, it grits its teeth; even if the lightning makes the vase dazzling, it maintains its true character; even if the thunder shakes the clear water, it remains calm . Isn’t this the noble quality that people pursue? Not so. Have you ever seen the fallen leaves of wintersweet after they bloom? Have you ever seen the thin branches and weak buds of wintersweet after they bloom? They try their best, but sadly pass away...
It does not suffer setbacks.
The refreshing fragrance in winter accompanies you to bid farewell to the old year, but where can you find this familiar fragrance in spring? Dad said: "That is the law of nature." Yes, this is the law of nature. Winter blooms are nothing but a natural order. And what about spring? As everything revives in spring, everyone crawls out of the bed that has accompanied this winter with difficulty, trying hard to adapt to the new face of the earth. The word "adapt" alone may seem simple, but it is not. While the animals are settling into their own homes, they also have to constantly learn about the habits of various creatures and run around. While the plants are combing their new clothes, they are constantly looking for nutrients to survive in various places, and they are exhausted. And what about wintersweet? Where has its firmness gone? Is it time to escape or fear?
It considers itself noble.
Winter is recognized as a synonym for indifference. But wintersweet appears on the scene at this moment. It has no friends, only the monotonous white snow and cold wind... It considers it an honor to be able to fight in this silent battlefield. But it doesn't know that he has lost the most precious thing - friendship. In order to stand out from the crowd, he will not join hands with his friends. For the sake of being rare, it will not share the joys and sorrows with its friends. Vanity has enriched its life, and it buried itself without regret...
Slowly putting down the pen, I raised my head slightly and looked at the mirror with self-mockery:
"You are A wintersweet? "
I am a wintersweet flower
I am a wintersweet flower in winter, a graceful, pure and fragrant wintersweet flower. I am a close friend of winter, a companion of snow, and a messenger of spring.
The spring breeze blows, the flowers sprout, the grass is green, and I quietly nurture the plan to bloom; the summer mood is strong, the flowers are blooming, and the grass and trees are flourishing, I quietly and silently absorb The autumn wind is refreshing, the yellow leaves are falling, and the grass is withering, and I am secretly accumulating strength; winter is coming in a waltz, the cold wind is blowing, and the earth is covered with silver evening clothes, and it is a vast expanse of white. The flowers, grass, and leaves that had been busy for three seasons were all tired and fell asleep. Even the gorgeous cannas, intoxicating red roses, and pretty lilies hid in the greenhouse. But I, a small wintersweet flower, am full of energy and energy. I spare no effort to stand upright on the branches and bloom to my heart's content.
My branches are in various shapes, some are like curved dragons, some are like outstretched wings, and some are like corals. I have five petals, the stamens are tiny, and I wear a small round hat. I am very cute and charming.
The newly opened flowers are like colorful snowflakes, falling from the blue sky to the brown branches, as gorgeous as the clouds and as dazzling as gems. The pink ones are like peaches, the white ones are like snow, the red ones are like clouds, and the yellow ones are like sunrise, and they also exude a faint fragrance. Cluster after cluster, like a colorful picture scroll, recording the beauty of winter and the story of spring.
I am a small wintersweet, I decorate the monotonous winter and make it full of vitality; I dance and sing for the winter to make it full of vitality; I am not afraid of the wind. Snow, alone, is proud of the world; I release the power accumulated in the four seasons, emit endless fragrance, and spread fragrance to the world; when spring comes, I slowly float into the arms of Mother Earth and turn into spring mud to protect the world. Flowers, even if they are scattered into mud and become dust, still have the same fragrance.
I am a little wintersweet. Bamboo and pine and I were called the "Three Friends of Suihan" by the ancients. Bamboo stands tall and upward; pine stands immortal for a hundred years; I am not afraid of wind and snow. We are a symbol of not being afraid of difficulties, being upright, persevering, strong and brave, and silently dedicated.
Because of this, many painters from ancient times to the present have painted masterpieces for us, which are full of praise; literati from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, have written immortal poems for us, which are recited by future generations to express their feelings. They praise and celebrate integrity and strong character.
I am willing to be a wintersweet flower! A wintersweet flower dancing in the breeze, a wintersweet flower bloomed by Ling Han alone.