Bu Suanzi, Yong Mei, Mao Zedong

Wind and rain send spring home, and flying snow welcomes spring. There are already hundreds of feet of ice on the cliff, 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.

Bu Suanzi, Yong Mei, Lu You

Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is 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 remained the same.

Mo Mei 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 air to fill the universe.

Early Plum Blossoms Zhang Wei

A tree with cold plum blossoms and white jade strips, back to the village road and beside the creek bridge.

I don’t know if the water blooms are blooming first, but it is suspected that they have not sold out after the winter snow.

Mo Mei Jian Jian

Don’t hate the useless painters in painting. There is no need to seek differences, only similarities.

The jade face is not as beautiful as the color of a jackdaw, so I entrust the jade dust to the Han Palace.

The early plum blossoms are all gone

Thousands of trees are about to break due to the cold, but the solitary root is warm and alone.

In the deep snow in front of the village, a branch bloomed last night.

Mo Mei Zhang Zhen

The village on the mountainside, in the deep valley and on the waterside, was once deprived of its visitors by sparse flowers.

I still hate the meaningless east wind, which blows misty rain and darkens the dusk.

Early Plum Blossoms by Li Gongming

Only the east wind and the west wind blow, and the leaves in the mountains are empty.

Only the plum blossoms can’t be blown away, and there are still new whites and new reds.

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 beautiful women.

Recalling Plum Blossoms by Li Shangyin

Determined to stay at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things.

Winter plums are the most detestable, often used as last year’s flowers.

Bai Mei Wang Mian

Wearing this body in the ice and snow forest, it is not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.

Suddenly, the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe

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.

Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and gambling on plum blossom poems

Losing a poem by Wang Anshi

Huafa is happy to see plum blossoms in spring, and one of them is piled high with snow on the roadside.

When he recalled the old days of Nanmo in Fengcheng, it was difficult for Xiangyao to come with the post envoy.

Plum tribute

Who knows the cold weather in front of me, only the plum blossoms accompany the loneliness.

The bright moon fills the sky like water, and when you are sober, you can listen to the jade woman’s flute.

Plum Blossom Wang Anshi

There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.

I know it’s not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.

Plum Blossom Gengxin

On the half of the twelfth lunar month of that year, the plum blossoms were already in decline.

If you don’t believe this Spring Festival Gala, come and watch it in the snow.

The plum blossoms are in full bloom in the Zhenshi Garden. Wang Chuan

Sit among the flowers as the sun sets late, and there are thousands and thousands of fragrant snow.

Since the beginning of spring, there have been no good sentences, but here the staff and quinoa suddenly become poems.

Plum Blossom Quatrains by Lu You

When I heard the plum blossoms blowing in the morning breeze, snow piles filled the four mountains.

How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?

Part 1 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.

Poems of Willow Branches by Liu Yuxi

The plum blossoms in the north of Saibei are played on the Qiang flute, and the poems on the hills of osmanthus trees in Huainan.

Please don’t listen to the songs from the previous dynasty and listen to the new version of Willow Branch.

Newly planted plum blossoms by Bai Juyi

Seven newly planted plum blossoms are planted by the pond, and I will check them when they are in bloom.

Don’t be afraid of peach and plum envy in Changzhou, this year will be a good year for you.

First encounter with plum blossoms written by Lu

The ground north of the Yangtze River is not as warm as the south, and the south of the Yangtze River is easy to break the heart of people from the north.

Rouge peach cheek pear pollen, used as a winter plum makeup.

November Back Garden Flowers in Bloom Part 2 Cai Xiang

The sun is warm and fragrant, and they have been in full bloom for thousands of times.

How can the spring breeze be so sentimental? It goes and comes again with the flowers.

Second rhyme Zhongyu Early Plum Huang Tingjian

The cold fragrance is folded without revealing the essence, and there are two or three small bamboo sticks leaning against the sun.

The deep care and protection of Luo Wei's green leaves has been learned by the Traveling Bee Saint.

Plum Blossom Quatrains by Lu You

When I was walking around Jinxi City, I was as drunk as mud for the plum blossoms.

The fragrance continues for twenty miles, from Qingyang Palace to Huanhua Creek.

Red Plum Su Shi

The red plum blossoms bloom every year, and they are about to bloom again by the riverside.

Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, and bring spring with your roots.

One of the Plum Blossom Quatrains by Lu You

I heard the plum blossoms blowing in the morning breeze, and the snow piled all over the four mountains.

How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?

Hongmei Wang Shipeng

Don’t be jealous of peaches and plums, they are different in appearance.

It is still in the state of snow and frost, but it is not very red.

Plum Blossom Quatrains No. 2 Lu You

The branches in the deep valley can reach the north, and the flowers bloom late every year.

Do you know, Mr. Gao Biao Yiyun, that it is the time when there is ice and snow?

Red Plum Blossoms on the Ridge by Fan Dacheng

The misty rain and rouge shine on the pines and bamboos, and the spring breeze on the river is full of branches.

The city is full of peaches and plums, and the city is lonely in the empty valley.

Plum Blossom Quatrains No. 3 Luyou

The wind blows louder when the snow blows, and the integrity of the flowers is the strongest.

It will drift away when it is out of date, and I will beg for mercy from Mr. Dong even more shamefully.

Picture of Plum Blossoms by Yang Wujiu

Suddenly I saw a plum tree blooming on the Han River.

I don’t know that spring is early, so I suspect it is a bead maker.

Exploring Plum Blossoms by Yang Wanli

It’s amazing to take a walk in the mountains, it’s late at night and light twilight.

One plum blossom blooms on a branch, but the annoying one is on the highest branch.

Looking at Plum Blossoms at Sheng'en Temple Zhou Yongnian

People from the country of Zhongxiang come and go, flowers trade and birds hang upside down in the wind.

I prefer the water and light to reflect each other, and the sparse shadows to support the waves.

One of the snowy plums, Lu Meipo

To have plums without snow is not spiritual, and to have snow but no plums is vulgar.

The poem at dusk is full of snow all over the sky, and it is very spring when combined with plum blossoms.

Inscribed Plum Blossoms by Li Fangying

The ink marks on the paper are new, and the plum blossoms are most attractive at certain points.

I hope that the wind will blow far away, and every door and lane will become spring.

Snowy Plum No. 2 Lu Meipo

The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so the poet spent money on writing and commenting.

The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.

Lingmei Zhang Daoqia

There is poetry everywhere and beauty of things at any time.

There is no time for socializing, but there are plum blossoms all over the place.

Liu Yin’s Thoughts on Viewing the Plum Blossoms

The east wind blows away the dust and sand, dreaming of the home of a virgin in the West Lake.

I am afraid that the spring spirit in the south of the Yangtze River will decrease, and this heart element will not be plum blossoms.

Gift to Fan Ye and Lu Kai

When the plum blossoms are broken, they meet the post envoys and send them to the Longtou people.

If you have nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, just give me a spring branch.

"A Dream of Red Mansions" Visiting Miaoyu and Begging for Red Plums Cao Xueqin

Before the wine was opened and the sentences were not cut, I went to Penglai in search of spring and greetings with friends.

Instead of begging for the dew from the master's bottle, I beg for the plum blossoms outside Chang'e's threshold.

When you enter the world, the cold peach red snow goes away, and when you leave the dust, the fragrant purple clouds come.

Chaya, who regrets that poetry has thin shoulders, and the moss of the Buddhist courtyard is still stained on his clothes.

"Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (huazi) Cao Xueqin

The branches are sparse and the flowers are bright, and the children are luxurious in spring makeup.

There is no remaining snow on the curved sill of the leisure hall, and there are sunsets on the empty mountains with running water.

Youmeng Leng follows the red sleeve flute, and the fragrance of immortals spreads across the Jiang River.

The predecessor must be of Yaotai species, so there is no doubt about the difference in appearance.

A Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (The Red Letter) by Cao Xueqin

The peaches are not yet fragrant and the apricots are not yet red, and the east wind laughs before the cold.

It is difficult to distinguish the spring when the soul flies to Yuling Mountain, and the clouds are separated by the clouds and the dream is not clear.

The green calyx adds makeup and melts into the treasure torch, and the immortal helps the drunken person to cross the remaining rainbow.

It seems to be an ordinary color, the shades are determined by the ice and snow.

"Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (Mei Zi) Cao Xueqin

White plum blossoms are lazily compared to red plum blossoms.

A frozen face is covered with traces of blood, and a sad heart without hatred is turned into ashes.

Accidentally swallowed the elixir to move the real bone, and stole the Yaochi to remove the old fetus.

The spring in the north and south of the Yangtze River is brilliant, and the bees and butterflies are full of doubts.

Early Plum Blossoms by 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?

In mid-November, plum blossoms can be seen 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

Du Lei on a cold night

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.

On the first month of the year, plum blossoms are the only thing that is different.

After the snow, the plum blossoms are in full bloom and folded under the lamp. Once upon a time

The city is full of peaches and plums looking at Dongjun, but the waxy red plums have not yet come into spring.

It is quiet with a few branches outside the window, and the garden is spritely and fresh.

Dark fragrance and sparse shadows Jiang Kui

In the winter of 1911, I carried the 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 far away road, 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 at the corner of the fence, leaning against the bamboos in silence. Zhaojun was not used to Hu Shayuan, but he secretly recalled Jiangnan and Jiangbei. I want to wear the ring and return on a moonlit night, turning it 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, no matter whether it is waxing or waning, it will arrange the golden house as early as possible. He also taught me to go with the tide, but resented and lamented the jade dragon. When I am tired, I look for the fragrance again, and it has entered the small window banner.

Gu Yaner Li Qingzhao

People in the world write plum poems, and their writing is very popular. 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. The flute played three times, the plum blossoms were broken, and there was so much love in spring.

The gentle wind and rain rustled the ground, urging thousands of tears to fall again. When the flute player leaves the jade tower, who will he lean on with his broken heart? If you break a branch, there will be no one in the world or heaven to whom you can send it.

Linjiang Immortal 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’s good to have clear dreams at night, and it should be from Nanzhi. The jade is thin and the sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful. The Qiang pipes in the south tower are no longer playing. Who knows when the strong fragrance blows away, but the warm wind will be too late to reach the apricot blossoms

The beauty of the people is beautiful. Li Qingzhao feels the plum blossoms in the back pavilion

The jade is thin and fragrant, and the sandalwood is deep in the snow Goodbye, I hate that it’s too late to explore plum blossoms this year. Jianglou Chu Pavilion, the water is far between the clouds. The clear day is forever, leaning on the railing and the green curtain is rolled down. When a guest arrives, the wine in front of him is full, and the sound of singing is as loud as the water. The southern branches can be planted, but they need to be pruned frequently. Don't wait for the west tower to sound the Qiang pipe several times.

The Fisherman's Proud Li Qingzhao

It is known that spring has arrived in the snow, the winter plum blossoms are dotted with delicate branches, the fragrant face is half-opened and charming, and in the court, the beauty is bathing in new makeup.

Good fortune may be more intentional, so the moon shines brightly. ***The bounty is respected by the green ants, don't quit being drunk, this flower is not comparable to other flowers.

Jade House Spring. Red Plum Li Qingzhao

Are you willing to put the red buds into pieces and explore the southern branches to bloom? 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. Come and have a rest if you want to take a look. It may not be possible tomorrow.

Liu Yao Ling Yan Jidao

Snow is lingering in the wind, melodious spring news, new hatred leaning against the building at the end of the world, the willows are green, and there are still few wild geese in the south clouds. The word brocade has no reason, Baochai Yao banquet, in the sound of colorful strings, it is spelled as a guest who has not returned before. I think about the sparse plum blossoms at this time, the fragrance is white at the end of the month, who will go around the front stream after saying goodbye and pick the branches with their hands. Don't worry about being high and hate far away, giving me the bagpipe, which makes me sad and lonely. I spend time in the past, but also have sentimental personal memories.

Die Lianhua Ouyang Xiu

The east wind is cold behind the curtain, and the fragrant plum blossoms in the snow are the first to announce the early arrival of spring. The branches of the red wax branches are small, and the ribbons are cut with gold knives.

The rotating warm golden furnace smokes algae. The wine enters the horizontal wave, making me sleepy and troubled. The embroidered quilt is sleeping well in the spring, and the curtains are covered with silk curtains without realizing the dawn.

The plum blossoms lead. Jingxi blocks the snow Jiang Jie

The white gull asked me when I parked my solitary boat, should I stay with my body or my heart? If your heart stays for a while, why should you frown? The wind blows and the small curtain lights are faintly dancing, and the idle shadows are 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. It is said that no one is as worried as me. It is snowing tonight and there are plum blossoms, which are as sad as me.

Qing Ping Le 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 after being brushed