Chen Fudao's Painting Plums: Plum blossoms are proud and fragrant, and they are busy after the snow. Fold a bamboo stick and come back with fragrance.
Zheng Xie (Banqiao)' After the Snow in the Mountain': When you open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow, and the snow is clear and the sun is cold. There is no drop of plum blossom frozen on the eaves, which is a kind of loneliness.
Wang Mian's Plum Blossom: 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.
Zhao Youtong's "Song Huizong Painting Half a Plum": Go to the court to persuade wine and write half a plum blossom. After the melancholy palace spring went away, a branch floated in the south of the Yangtze River.
The cloud "The Sutra of the Tang Dynasty": It is light after the snow, and Huaxi is cold in spring clothes. Looking for spring across the south bank of the bridge, walking around plum blossoms and bringing back the bright moon.
Lu You's Plum Blossom Poetry: The flowers are full of pure wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains. Who can convert it into hundreds of billions? The plum blossoms on the tree are in full bloom.
Lu You's Plum Blossom Poems: Traveling to the West City, getting drunk for Plum Blossoms. Twenty miles later, Qingyang Palace went to Huanhuaxi.
Li's "Early Plum": There is a westerly wind in the east wind, and the leaves in the middle of the wooded mountains are empty. Only plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white.
Liu Yuxi's "Nine Poems of Yang Liuzhi" Part I: plum blossom flute in Saibei, Guishushan poem in Huainan. Please don't put the old songs together to listen to the new Yang Liuzhi.
Cold night in Du Lei: On a cold night, guests come to tea to make wine, and bamboo stove soup is boiling red. As usual, it's different when there are plum blossoms in the previous month.
Li Ti Mei: The ink marks on paper are new, and plum blossoms are the most pleasing. I am willing to ride the wind to the distance, and my hometown will be a spring.
Ling Mei by Zhang Daoqi: Poetry is everywhere, and everything is at any time. I have no money for social activities. One ridge is plum blossom.
Liu Yin's Random Thoughts on Looking at Plums: The East Wind Blows Dust and the West Lake Dreamer. I'm afraid that the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River will decrease, which is not plum blossom.
Yu Xin's Plum Blossom: In the twelve and a half months of that year, I felt that the plum blossom stopped. I don't believe that this year's Spring Festival Evening, everyone will come to see it. The tree hangs on the ice, and the branches are cold. If I had known I couldn't find it, I really regretted the clothes list.