This is the plum blossom, the plum blossom, the Wang Mian, the edge tree of my home in Xiyan Lake, and the blossoming flowers are pale with ink marks.

don't be boasted of good colors, just leave your breath full of dry Kun. The early plum tree is called a cold plum and white jade strip, and it goes back to Lincun Road and the stream bridge.

I don't know if the water spray comes first, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after winter snow. Mo Mei doesn't hate Dan Qing's waste painters when he lives in bamboo slips, so he doesn't need to seek differences but agree.

Jade is not as beautiful as Western jackdaw, so it is different from Han Palace. The early plum blossoms are already frozen and ready to break, and the lonely roots are warm and alone.

In front of the village in Zita Law, a branch opened last night. Shuibian Village, a secluded valley on the side of Zhanggang Mountain in Momei, was once ruined by flowers.

it's boring to hate the east wind, and it's even worse to blow misty rain and dark dusk. In the early plum blossom, Li Gongming's easterly wind is westerly, and the leaves in the middle of Qunmushan are empty.

only the plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white. Zhao Bingwen painter Mo Mei doesn't make powder and fat noodles, but he is afraid that others will think me straight.

When you meet, you don't know each other. Xia Fu has never made a jade person. Yi Mei, Li Shangyin, settled in the end of the world, and was reluctant to make things happen.

cold plum is the most hateful, and it is often used as last year's flower. In the snow forest in Wang Mian, Bai Mei, this body is mixed with peaches and plums.

All of a sudden, the fragrance came out overnight, and Wang Qi of Wan Li Chun Mei was not invaded by the dust at all, and she was content with herself. Just because I misunderstood Lin Hejing, I provoked the poet to say this.

Respondent: 463518673-Beginner Level 1 9-22 13:26 Questioner's evaluation of the answer: Thank you for other answers *** 1 Momei Wang Mian, a tree on the edge of my home in Xiyan Lake, blossoming with pale ink marks. Don't be boasted of good colors, just leave the air full of dry Kun.

Zaomei Zhang called it a tree with cold plum and white jade strips, and returned to Lincun Road and the stream bridge. I don't know if the water spray started recently, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after winter snow.

Mo Mei's bamboo slips don't hate painters who abandoned painters in Danqing, and they don't need to seek differences but agree. Jade capacity is not as good as Western jackdaw color, so it is different from Han Palace.

in the early plum blossom, the trees are frozen and ready to break, and the lonely roots are warm and lonely. In front of the village in Zita Law, a branch opened last night.

Shuibian Village, a valley on the side of Zhanggang Mountain in Momei, was once robbed by flowers. I still hate the east wind, but it is even more boring.

in the early plum blossom, the east wind is westerly, and the leaves are empty in the middle of Gunmushan. Only the plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white.

Zhao Bingwen painter Mo Mei doesn't make powder and fat noodles, but he is afraid that others will think me straight. When we meet, we don't know each other. Xia Fu has never cut a jade person.

yi mei and Li shangyin are determined to live in the end of the world, and they are reluctant to be materialistic. Samuume can most arouse people's resentment, because the old is regarded as the flowers opened last year.

This body is worn in the ice and snow forest in Wang Mian, Bai Mei. All of a sudden, it was fragrant overnight, and it was scattered as a dry work. Wan Li Chun Mei Wang Qi was not invaded by dust at all, and she was willing to live in a thatched cottage.

Just because I misunderstood Lin Hejing, I provoked the poet to talk about it today. Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and betting on plum blossom poems lost an poem by Wang Anshi, Hua Fa, looking for spring and seeing plum blossoms, and a pile of snow on the road.

The memory of his New Year in the south of Fengcheng is hard to come by post. In front of Mei Gong's sex, only plum blossoms are lonely.

the bright moon is like water every day, and when you wake up, you can listen to the flute of the Jade Man. Plum blossoms Wang Anshi counted several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opened them alone.

I know from afar that it is not snow, because there is fragrance coming. Plum blossom Geng believed in the twelfth lunar month and a half, and already felt plum blossom.

if you don't believe this Spring Festival Gala, everyone will come to see it in the snow. The plum blossoms in Zhenshiyuan are in full bloom, and the sunset is late, and there are thousands and thousands of fragrant snow.

since the spring, there have been no good sentences, and the sticks and quinoa suddenly become poems here. Lu you heard that plum blossoms are full of breeze, and snow drifts are all over the four mountains

how can it be transformed into hundreds of billions? A plum blossom blooms in one tree. One of Miscellaneous Poems, Wang Wei, you who have come from my old country, tell me what has happened there!.

before tomorrow, opening its first cold blossom?. Yang Liuzhi wrote Liu Yuxi's Ci "Plum Blossom and Qiangdi Blowing in Saibei", and Huainan Guishu Hill Ci.

Please don't make up the previous songs and listen to the new version of Yang Liuzhi. Newly planted plums Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plums are planted by the pool, and they want to check them when they are in flower.

don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for your majesty. When I first met Plum Blossom Lu, it was not as warm in the north as in the south, and it was easy to break the intestines of northerners in the south.

rouge, peach, cheek and pear powder, * * * as a makeup for cold plum. In November, the second backyard flower is in full bloom. Cai Xiang is warm and fragrant, and it has been in full bloom for thousands of times.

is the spring breeze sentimental, accompanying flowers to come and go? In the second rhyme, Yu Zaomei and Huang Tingjian are so cold and fragrant that they don't reveal the machine, and the small barnyard grass leans two or three branches in the sun.

It has been learned by Youfengsheng that the Luoweicui leaves are deeply nursed. Lu You, a famous poet of plum blossom, was once drunk for plum blossom.

twenty miles of incense keeps coming, and Qingyang Palace goes to Huanhuaxi. Su Shi, a plum blossom, keeps believing in red plums every year, and the riverside hangs down and wants to open.

take good care of your feelings, and send spring with your roots. Hongmei, Wang Shipeng, peaches and plums are not jealous of each other, but their posture is different.

it's still snowy and frosty, but it's not very red. The second sentence of plum blossom is that you travel in the valley, which is as far north as the branch, and you spend late every year.

do you know that it is the time when there is ice and snow? Red plums on the ridge, Fan Dacheng, fog, rain, rouge, pine and bamboo, spring breeze on the river.

there are different peaches and plums in the city, and the lonely city is in the empty valley. The third verse of plum blossom: The more awe-inspiring the wind horn of Lu You's snow abuse, the strongest integrity among flowers.

when it is out of date, it will drift away, and shame will be more pity for Dongjun. Title Plum Blossom Picture Yang Wuxiu suddenly sees the cold plum tree, and the flowers bloom on the Hanshui River.

I don't know if spring is early, but I suspect it's a pearl charmer. Exploring Mei Yang Wanli's secluded steps in the mountains are amazing, and it is late at night.

a plum blossoms, which is annoying in the highest branch. Seeing people coming and going in the fragrant countries of Mei Zhou Yongnian in the Temple of Grace, birds hanging upside down in Hua Xinfeng.

I prefer the water and light to reflect each other, and the shadows are oblique to support the waves. Lu Meipo, one of the notices, has a plum without snow and no spirit, and snow without plum customs.

Sunset poems are snowy all day long, and they are very spring with Mei. The inscription Mei Li Fang Ying has a new ink mark on the paper, and several plum blossoms are the most pleasing.

I would like to take advantage of the wind to blow far away, and my home lane will be a spring. Notice No.2: Lu Meipo and Mei Xue are fighting for spring, but they are not willing to give up. The poet put off writing fees and commented on the chapter.

Mei Xuxun's snow is three points white, but the snow loses a piece of plum fragrance. Lingmei Zhang Daoqi is full of poetry, and there are things at any time.

I can't get enough entertainment. One ridge is plum blossom. Looking at Mei, I feel that Liu dreams of Chu Shi's home in the West Lake because of the dust and sand blown by the east wind.

I'm afraid the spring in the south of the Yangtze River will diminish, and this heart element is not plum blossom. A gift to Fan Ye, Lu Kai, a plum-folding courier, and a letter to a person in Longtou.

Jiangnan has nothing, so I'll give you a spring. A Dream of Red Mansions Interview with Miaoyu, Begging for Hongmei, Cao Xueqin's wine, not opening the bottle, not cutting the sentence, seeking spring and asking for wax to Penglai.

I don't want the dew in the bottle of a gentleman, but I beg for the beauty outside the threshold of Chang 'e. After entering the WTO, the cold peach and red snow will go away, and the dust will cut Ziyun.

who cares about poetry and thin shoulders, but his clothes are still covered with Buddhist moss. "A Dream of Red Mansions" chants red plum blossoms (flowers). Cao Xueqin's branches are bright and flowers, but his children are luxurious in spring makeup.

There's no snow in the lounge, and there's sunset in the empty mountains. The dream is cold with the red flute, and the fragrance of the immortals is crimson.

The predecessor must be Yaotai species, and there is no complex phase and color difference. "A Dream of Red Mansions" chants red plum blossoms (scarlet letter). Cao Xueqin's peach is not fragrant and apricot is not red, but he laughs at the east wind before rushing to the cold.

it's hard to tell when the soul flies to Yuling in spring, but it's hard to tell when the clouds are separated from Luofu's dream. Green calyx adds makeup and melts treasure torch. 2. Who wants to know, are the famous ancient poems and sentences about chanting things all right?

1. Chanting willow

Don He Zhizhang

Jasper is dressed as a tree, with ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging down.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

2. a political prisoner listening to a cicada

Tang Luobin Wang

Cicada sings in the west land, and guests in the south crown think deeply.

unbearable dark temples, to break a white-haired prisoner's heart.

his flight is heavy through the fog, his pure voice drowns in the windy world.

who knows if he be singing still?, who listens any more to me?.

3. Plum Blossoms

Song Wang Anshi

There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone.

I know from afar that it is not snow, because there is fragrance coming.

4. Ode to Goose

Tang Luobin Wang

Goose Goose, with a tune of Xiang Tiange.

white hair floats green water, and red palm stirs clear waves.

5, "Bamboo Stone"

Qing Zheng Xie

insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are originally in the broken rocks.

you're still strong after thousands of blows, and you're free from the east, west, north and south winds.

6. The Bee

Don Luo Yin

No matter the flat land or the top of the mountain, infinite scenery is occupied.

after all the flowers are gathered into honey, it's sweet for whom you work hard.

7, "Mo Mei"

Yuan Wang Mian

The head trees in Xiyan Lake, my home, all have light ink marks.

don't be boasted of good colors, just keep your breath clean and dry.

8, "Poetry of Lime"

Ming Yu Qian

Thousands of hammers have been dug out of the mountains, and the fire is burning if it is idle.

I'm not afraid of being smashed to pieces. I want to keep my innocence in the world.

9. The Fifth Poem of Ma

Tang Lihe

The desert is as sand as snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

don't be a gold-winding brain, just walk in the clear autumn.

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Tang Du Fu

The green bamboo is half-covered, and the new shoots are out of the wall.

the color invades the book late, and the shade is cooler than the wine bottle.

the rain washes the juanjuan clean, and the wind blows the fragrance.

however, there is no shearing, so I'll see you.

11.

don Bai Juyi

don't have to be cut into a phoenix pipe or cut into a fishing rod.

after a thousand flowers and a hundred herbs wither, stay in the snow.

12, "Chrysanthemum"

Tang Yuan Zhen

Autumn bushes are like Taoists, and the edges around the fence are getting more and more inclined.

It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, and there are no flowers in bloom.

13. The Wind

Don Li Qiao

can shed three autumn leaves and bloom in February.

when you cross the river and wave in thousands of feet, you will get into the bamboo.

14. You Lan Cao

Tang Han Yu

Lan Zhi Yi is full of fragrance.

all the incense is arched, and its fragrance is faint.

if you don't take it, why are you hurt?

with each passing day and each passing year, our bank moves in all directions.

Wen Wang Meng Xiong, Wei Shui.

adopt and admire it, and you will be radiant and fragrant.

the snow and frost are luxuriant, and the buds are in winter.

a gentleman's defense is the prosperity of future generations.

15. Bamboo

Qing Zheng Xie

Section after section, thousands of branches accumulate thousands of leaves.

I don't bloom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.

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Tang Li Bai

The world grows peaches and plums in Jinzhangmen.

climbing for shortcuts, and the spring breeze.

under the frost, glory cannot last long.

An Zhi Nan Shan Gui, green leaves hang down aromatic roots.

clear yin can also be entrusted, so why not cherish the tree garden.

17.

Tang Bai Juyi

boundless grasses over the plain, come and go with every season.

wildfire never quite consumes them, they are tall once more in the spring wind.

sweet they press on the old high-road, and reach the crumbling city-gate.

o Prince of Friends, you are gone again, I hear them sighing after you.

18. Experience tender orchid-leaves in spring

Don Zhang Jiuling

tender orchid-leaves in spring, and cinnamon-blossoms bright in autumn.

are as self-contained as life is, which conforms them to the seasons.

yet why will you think that a forest-hermit, allured by sweet winds and contented with beauty.

would no more ask to-be transplanted，than Would any other natural flower?? 3. Poems about chanting things

First, Mao Zedong's "Yongmei" original: Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring.

it's already a cliff, E69DA5E887AA3231333333333333333, ice, and flowers. Qiao does not compete for spring, but only reports spring.

when the flowers are blooming, she laughs in the bushes. Wind and rain send spring away, and flying snow welcomes spring again.

It's the season when the cliffs are full of icicles, but there are still beautiful flowers. Pretty but not robbing the beauty of spring, just reporting the news of spring.

when the mountains and plains are full of flowers, plum blossoms are laughing among the flowers. Second, Tang He Zhizhang's "Lyrics on Willow/Willow Branches" Original: Jasper is decorated as a tree with ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging down.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and drooping willows are like thousands of green ribbons fluttering gently.

I don't know who cut the thin willow leaves, that is, the spring breeze in February, just like magic scissors. Third, Qing Zheng Banqiao's "Bamboo Stone" Original: Insist that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are originally in the broken rocks.

you're still strong after thousands of blows, and you're free from the east, west, north and south winds. Bamboo is not relaxed in its grip on the green hills, and its roots are firmly rooted in the cracks in the rocks.

After numerous hardships and blows, you are still strong, whether you blow the southeast wind in hot summer or the northwest wind in cold winter. Fourth, Tang Li Shangyin's "Give Lotus" Original: The flowers and leaves in the world are not related, and the flowers enter the golden basin for dust.

Only the green lotus and red lotus are naive. Lotus and lotus leaf in the long time each other, when lotus leaf falls, the lotus withers away, it is how regrettable ah.

People in the world have different attitudes towards flowers and leaves. When flowers are planted in copper pots, the flowers and leaves can only fall into the soil and turn into dust. Only the lotus flowers are red flowers and green leaves, and the lotus leaves are curled and relaxed, and the lotus flowers are open and closed, which is so perfect and natural.

Lotus leaves and lotus leaves have reflected each other for a long time. When the lotus leaves fall and the lotus leaves wither, it's really sad. V. Ming Yuqian's "Lime Songs" Original: Thousands of hammers cut out the mountains, and the fire burns if it is idle.

I'm not afraid of broken bones. I want to leave my innocence in the world. The stone that has been mined from the deep mountains after thousands of chisels regards the burning of blazing fire as a very common thing.

I'm not afraid even if I'm shattered, as long as I leave my noble moral integrity in the world. 4. What are the poems describing chanting things?

"a political prisoner listening to a cicada" Luo Binwang

Cicada singing in the West Land, bid me to be resolute here in my cell. Yet it needed the song of those black wings, to break a white-haired prisoner's heart.

his flight is heavy through the fog, his pure voice drowns in the windy world. Who knows if he be singing still?, who listens any more to me?.

plum blossom Wang Anshi

There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone. I know from afar that it is not snow, because there is fragrance coming.

Qingsong Chen Yi

The heavy snow pressed Qingsong, and Qingsong stood upright and straight. You should know that pine is noble and noble until it melts.

Mo Mei Wang Mian

The trees beside my home in Xiyan Lake are blooming with light ink marks. Don't be boasted of good colors, just leave the fresh air full of dry Kun.

Bamboo stone Zheng Banqiao

insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. It's still strong after thousands of blows, and it's always windy in the east, west, north and south.

Lime sings in modesty.

If the fire burns carelessly, you will not be afraid of being smashed to pieces, so you should leave your innocence in the world.

Zheng Sixiao in Painting Chrysanthemums