Who knows the poems in praise of plum blossoms, poems in praise of plum blossoms

Two poems of Xuemei (one of them).

Lumepo. Xuemei did not refuse to descend in spring, and the saugers put aside the pen fee to comment on the chapter.

The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance.

Xuemei two (the second).

Lumepo. There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without poetry and vulgarity.

The dayscreen poem is full of snow all day long, and the plum is very spring.

Wang Anshi There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. Knowing the lack of snow is not enough, for there is a dark fragrance to come.

Song Wang Anshi.

There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone.

I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.

Song Lumepo.

Mei Xue did not refuse to descend in spring, and the pen fee of the Sao Ren Pavilion was commented.

The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance.

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The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring.

It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches.

Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring.

When the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes.

Don Zhang. A tree of cold plum and white jade, close to the forest village by the river bridge.

I don't know that the splash came first, and it is suspected that it has not been sold through the spring snow.

Song Lin. The crowd shook off the solitary beauty and occupied the small garden.

The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon.

The frost bird wants to steal the eye first, and the pink butterfly knows how to break the soul.

Fortunately, there is a slight groan, and there is no need for a sandalwood board to be honored.

Song Lu You. Outside the post on the side of the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless.

It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy.

has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous.

Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before.

1. The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. Lin Kui's "Mountain Garden Xiaomei: Part I".

2. Without a cold bone, how to get the fragrance of plum blossoms. Zen Master Huang Till "Ode to the Teachings in the Upper Hall".

3. The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum fragrance. Lu Meipo's "Snow Plum Part I".

4. There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone. Wang Anshi, "Plum Blossoms".

5. Several plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River have hair, and people have spotted their temples at the end of the world. Liu's "Partridge Sky Snow Shines on the Mountain City Jade Finger Cold".

6. Acacia plum blossoms overnight, suddenly in front of the window suspected to be Jun. Lu Tong "Thoughtful".

7. Jiangnan has nothing, talk about giving a spring. Lu Kai's "Gift to Fan Ye's Poems".

8. In the ice and snow forest, different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust; Wang Mian "White Plum".

9. There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without poetry and vulgarity. Lu Meipo's "Snow Plum II".

10. On the side of the broken bridge outside the post, there is no owner in loneliness. Lu You's "Fortune Operator: Yongmei".

The poems praising plum blossoms include "Early Plum", "Jiangmei", "Early Plum", "Miscellaneous Poems", "Miscellaneous Songs" and so on.

1, "Early Plum" Southern Dynasty Xie Xie.

Greet spring early, and don't doubt the cold alone.

After the fear of falling flowers, no one cares to look at it.

2, "Jiangmei" Tang Du Fu.

Mei Rui La broke before, and there were many plum blossoms after the year.

I know that spring is good, what is the most sorrowful?

The snow tree is the same color, and the river breeze is also self-moving.

The old garden is not visible, and Wu Xiu is gloomy.

3, "Early Plum" Tang Qiji.

Ten thousand trees are frozen, and the lonely roots are warm and lonely.

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

The wind is fragrant, and the birds are glamorous.

If you respond to the law next year, you will be released first.

4, "Miscellaneous Poems" Tang Wang Wei.

If you come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown.

Leaning on the window in the coming day, the cold plum blossoms?

5, "Miscellaneous Songs" Tang Wang Wei.

I have seen the cold plum hair, and I have heard the sound of birds again.

The heart looks at the spring grass, and is afraid of the jade step.