Huang Chao s poems about plum blossoms, longer poems about plum blossoms?

and Shen Zimei Mei Poems".

Song] Wang Gong. A breath is like a trade-off, pitching in the ti room.

Between the drums and the baskets, the grass and trees are all in accordance with the law.

Everything has its own strengths, and all generations are bent on their knees.

Who can grow a hundred flowers, the cold plum is the first dense.

Since then, the beginning is the first sign, and the second is the same rank.

The small ones may be vulnerable, and the large ones may not be true.

Cut off the trapped tomb storm, and the dung sweep is like a flutter.

The class is open and competent, and the powder is like an old man.

Pick and pick one after another, and abandon the depression in the abdomen.

Probably competing for spring flowers, weak and cold.

Fang knew that before the year, Mei was brave and brave.

It's like being more red, and the audience is also singing.

It's like wrinkled jade, but you want to count pears and oranges.

It is also like playing gold stones, autumn insects and chirping.

If you hold a pig, you will imitate the Zhizhi technique.

It is also like the folding jade hall, and the light shines on the peng.

With this difficult words, the old eyes have been ironed repeatedly.

The former sages have inscriptions, and the spirit is not allowed to beg.

If you want to write a gentleman, it is like eating.

The anti-chapter self-purge, and I trembled when I was hired.

Yesterday got the poetry, and the winter scene was a warm day.

Suddenly encountered a strong enemy, and the momentum was succumbed without fighting.

It is difficult to be dignified, and it is self-defeating.

The flower is ugly, and the seal is green and yellow.

Lu Su thought about it, and the birds were afraid of three dethronements.

The old accumulation has been years, and it is difficult to forgive it.

Barely driving tired, chasing Junyi with a whip.

I am in charge of Wugong, and the traces are also old things.

The poor household is solid hundreds of thousands, and the door or six or seven.

Jiamo is spread all over the world, and I can describe it in detail.

The rest of the matter is paid C-D, and the words must be A and B.

Beginning to believe in straight road skills, children and grandchildren will be auspicious.

The portal is not in the ascendant, and the history should be written repeatedly.

I would like to recommend a word, and you will not miss it.

The algae body must be Yinghua, and the Tao is in the scriptures.

Learn to be noble and keep the contract, the south of the United States or the pretentious.

The ancients also said that foolishness is one in a thousand.

The river is prosperous, and I am easy to finish.

Qinghao is prosperous, and people are good colors.

Liu Zongyuan's "Early Plum".

The early plum hair is tall and the tree is more than the reflection of Chu Tianbi.

The night fragrance is blowing, and the frost is white.

If you want to give it away, you will be separated by mountains and rivers.

Hanying sits down, what is the use of comforting distant guests.

Plum blossom. 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.

Fortune operator Yongmei.

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.

"Park Operator, Yongmei" Song Lu You.

Outside the post on the side of the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless. It's dusk and I'm alone, and it's 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.

"Dream of Red Mansions" visits Miaoyu begging for red plum Cao Xueqin.

The wine has not been opened, and the sentence has not been cut, and the spring is looking for spring to ask for wax to Penglai.

Don't ask for dew in the bottle, for the beggar Chang'e outside the plum.

Entering the WTO is cold and pink and snowy, leaving the dust and fragrant purple clouds.

Who cherishes the poem's thin shoulders, and his clothes are still stained with Buddhist moss.

Dream of Red Mansions "Song of Red Plum Blossoms (Flower Words) Cao Xueqin.

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

There is no snow on the threshold of the idle hall, and there is a falling glow in the flowing water and empty mountains.

The dream is cold with the red sleeve flute, and the fragrance of the fairy is panning the river.

The predecessor must be a Yaotai species, and there is no suspicious color difference.

Dream of Red Mansions" Yonghong Plum Blossom (red letter) Cao Xueqin.

The peach is not fragrant and the apricot is not red, and the cold has laughed at the east wind.

The soul flies to Yuling in spring, and the dream of Luofu is not passed.

The green calyx adds makeup and melts the torch, and the fairy helps the drunk across the remnant rainbow.

It seems that it is an ordinary color, and the shade is made by him in the ice and snow.

Dream of Red Mansions "Song of Red Plum Blossoms (plum characters) Cao Xueqin.

The white plum is lazy and endowed with red plum, and the Yan Yan is drunk first.

The frozen face is full of blood, and the sour heart is gray without hatred.

Swallowed the pill by mistake to move the true bones, and stole the Yao Chi to get rid of the old fetus.

Jiangbei and Jiangnan have a splendid spring, and the bees and butterflies are suspicious. Early plum Liu Zongyuan early plum hair tall trees, reflecting Chu Tianbi.

The wind is fragrant at night, and the frost is white.

If you want to give it away for thousands of miles, you will be separated by mountains and rivers.

Hanying sits down, what is the use of comforting distant guests.

From mid-November to the Fufeng world, see plum blossoms Li Shangyin.

The ramp is bright and beautiful, and it is fragrant from time to time.

Su E is only with the moon, and the young girl does not spare the frost.

Give away the weak hands, and the wounds are suitable for breaking the intestines.

For whom is the morning show? Don't wait for the New Year.

Drink the dew of magnolia in the morning, and fall in the autumn chrysanthemum at night.

The autumn bushes are like pottery, and the edge of the fence is becoming more and more oblique. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored in flowers, and this flower is even more flowerless.

I'd rather die with incense on the branches, and how could he have blown down in the north wind. (Li Qingzhao).

If the wind is understanding, it is easy to destroy. —Tang Cui Daorong, "Plum Blossoms".

There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. —Northern Song Dynasty Wang Anshi, "Plum".

The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. —Northern Song Dynasty Lin Kui, "Mountain Garden Xiaomei: Part I".

Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before. —Southern Song Dynasty Lu You, "Fortune Operator: Yongmei".

I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. —Northern Song Dynasty Wang Anshi, "Plum".

The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance. —Song Lu Meipo, "Snow Plum One".

Without a cold bone, how to get the plum blossom fragrance. —Tang Huang Ti Zen Master "Ode to the Upper Hall".

Don't let people praise the color, only leave the air full of goodness. —Yuan Wang Mian "Momei has no intention of fighting for spring, and the group is jealous." —Southern Song Dynasty Lu You, "Fortune Operator: Yongmei".

Momei crown.

My family washes the inkstone pond tree, and the flowers bloom with light ink marks.

Don't let people praise the color, only leave the air full of goodness.

Zaomei Zhang said.

A tree of cold plum and white jade, back to the village road 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 winter snow.

Momei Jujian.

Don't hate Danqing waste painters, don't ask for differences, just the same.

The jade is not as good as the color of the jackdaw, so it is entrusted with the dust of the Han Palace.

Early Mei Qi has been.

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

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

Mo Mei Zhang Zhen.

The waterside village in the valley on the side of the mountain has been cut off by the flowers.

I still hate the east wind meaninglessly, and it blows smoke and rain in the dark dusk.

Fortune operator Yongmei.

Southern song dynasty. Lu.

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.

Thank you.