Write poems about Meilan Zhuju and support the words?

White Plum Yuan Crown.

In the ice and snow forest, different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust.

Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered.

Early Plum Song Li Gongming.

The east wind has the west wind, and the leaves in the mountains are empty.

Only the plum blossoms are inexhaustible, and they are still new white and new red.

Xuemei" Song Lu Yue.

Mei Xue fought for spring and refused to fall.

Sao Ren Pavilion pen fee commentary.

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

Chrysanthemum Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen.

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.

Zhushi Zheng Xie.

Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks.

Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south.

Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. The title of this poem is "Bamboo and Stone", but what he wrote is not real bamboo and stone, but a "Bamboo and Stone Picture", so this is also an inscription poem.

"Tenacious" is embodied in the first two sentences: "Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks." ”

Chic" is reflected in the last two sentences, "Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing, east and west, north and south".

Excerpt from Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms".

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

Excerpt from Li Bai's "Lone Orchid".

The lone orchid grows in a secluded garden, and the grass is gone. 【Bamboo】

Excerpts from Du Fu's "Beauty".

The bamboo shakes the shadow and covers the window, and the sunset leans on the bamboo.

Chrysanthemum] excerpt from Tao Yuanming's "Drinking".

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.

Han Ju" Zheng Sixiao.

The flowers are not blooming and the flowers are thick, and the independent sparse hedge is not endless. I'd rather die with incense on the branches, and how could he have blown down in the north wind.

The author of Xuemei should be Lu Yue.

Snowflakes flying in the cold winter wax moon, free, I always have to go to the hometown of the plum garden to go to the parsley hand, see the plum blossom clear and beautiful shadow, smell her floating dark fragrance, feel the spirit of its proud frost and snow, although the year is similar, however, I always have a new aesthetic pleasure and feelings. The messenger of spring "Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms. "Describe the grand scene when spring is coming, and the pear blossoms bloom under the spring breeze.

Plum blossoms, on the other hand, are vibrant in the harsh winter, spit out tender buds, and are the first to report the news of spring. "The peach is not Fen Fei and the apricot is not red, and the cold is the first to laugh at the east wind." Its flowers bloom with five petals, symbolizing joy, happiness, longevity, smoothness, and peace.

When the earth is full of ice, she is still beautiful, and "she does not compete for spring, only reports the spring, and when the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes." "Don't swing, don't fight for profit, don't be famous, still loyal to their duties, silently decorate the spring, unique early flowers, modest, strong, high-quality, famous, clear, open-minded, loyal to the charm of the soul. I think people today should learn from this spirit as well.

The warrior who fights the snow Mei has strong vitality, regardless of the good or bad conditions, regardless of the environment, in the small courtyard, on the hillside, and on the edge of the cliff, there is her figure standing up to the sky. The reformer Wang Anshi called her "Ling Han alone." Lin Kui, who is known as "Mei's first wife and crane", is even more popular and amazing

The crowd shakes off the hustle and bustle, occupies the style to the small garden, the shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the moon and the moon is yellow. And Lu Meibo seems to have a unique feeling for Mei, he said: "Mei Xue has not fallen in spring.

There is no snow and no spirit. "There is snow but no plums, and there are vulgar people. "Mei Xue fights, Mei is even more courageous and energetic.

Outside the post on the side of the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless, it is already dusk and alone, and it is more wind and rain. It entrusts the poet's thoughts and feelings. In the era of "the rise and fall of the world", Qiu Jin, the heroine of Jianhu, sang "No one regrets the fall of the world, haggard and arrogant."

I think that Mei's spirit of fighting frost and snow and standing up to the sky and the earth should also be carried forward today. Beautiful elves The white clouds are the smile of the blue sky, the waves are the smile of the rivers, and the flowers are the smiles of the earth. The peach blossoms are delicate, the peonies are gorgeous, and the chrysanthemums are rich and ......And the plum blossom is ice clear and jade, the bone is fragrant, the color is changed to be elegant, fragrant, the branches are beautiful, the posture is beautiful, its soul is attached to the craggy plum bone, standing arrogantly in the cold, light cloth Classical incense words - The old moonlight, count a few times to shine on me, plum flute?

Evoke the jade people, regardless of the cold and climbing, He Xun is getting old, and he has forgotten the spring breeze words. But it's strange that the flowers outside the bamboo are sparse, and the fragrance is cold into the Yao seat. Jiangguo is lonely.

Sigh and send to Lu Yao, the night snow accumulated, Cui Zun is easy to cry, and the red calyx is speechless and reminisces. Changji once broke up, thousands of trees pressed the West Lake, and it was blown away piece by piece, when will you see it? ”

The early plum hair is tall and the tree reflects Chu Tianbi.

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

If you want to give it to thousands of miles, you need to start the mountains and rivers.

Han Ying's manuscript is as stupid as sitting down, what is the use of comforting distant guests?

There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that the snow is not enough, so there is a dark fragrance.