Who knows about the poem Peach Blossom Snubbing and related ones?

The peach blossoms are cold and blown by the wind, and the fallen residual flowers cross the small bridge.

Under the bridge, goldfish play in the water, and birds by the water make new hair.

The sweater is not wet and the yellow plum rains, and the raindrops and red pears are extraordinarily delicate.

The delicate posture is often accompanied by weeping willows, and the willows fly purple swallows high.

The singing beauty plays the jade flute, and the peach blossoms are cold and drifted by the wind, and the residual flowers fall across the small bridge.

Under the bridge, goldfish play in the water, and birds by the water make new hair.

The sweater is not wet and the yellow plum rains, and the raindrops and red pears are extraordinarily delicate.

The delicate posture is often accompanied by weeping willows, and the willows fly purple swallows high.

The singing beauty plays the jade flute, and the flute is hung with silk threads.

The delicate incense Buddha's hand, there is a fan in the hand to look at the river tide.

The sails on both sides of the tide are steady, sitting firmly in the boat and rocking slowly.

It will be late to shake into the West River, and the evening window will be lonely and boring.

Talking about pushing the screen window is now cold, and the falling clouds are knocked by the water.

Knock on the door to ask Tiantai Road, there is a broken bridge over the West River, and the bridge is planted with peach thread to hang silk.

The delicate incense Buddha's hand, there is a fan in the hand to look at the river tide.

The sails on both sides of the tide are steady, sitting firmly in the boat and rocking slowly.

It will be late to shake into the West River, and the evening window will be lonely and boring.

Talking about pushing the screen window is now cold, and the falling clouds are knocked by the water.

Knock on the door to ask Tiantai Road, there is a broken bridge over the West River, and the bridge is planted with peaches.

Ancient Books Volume 3 and 4 2011-04-08 19:38 Peach Blossom Snub MingAnonymous.

The peach blossoms are cold and blown by the wind, and the fallen residual flowers cross the small bridge.

Under the bridge, goldfish play in the water, and birds by the water make new hair.

The sweater is not wet and the yellow plum rain, and the raindrops are extraordinarily delicate.

The delicate posture is often accompanied by weeping willows, and the willows fly purple swallows high.

The beauty of the high pavilion plays the jade flute, and the flute side is hung with silk.

Silk delicate incense Buddha's hand, there is a fan in the hand to look at the river tide.

The sails on both sides of the tide are steady, sitting firmly in the boat and rocking slowly.

It will be late to shake into the West River, and the evening window will be lonely and boring.

Talking about pushing the screen window to watch the cold, the falling clouds are knocked by the water, knocking on the door to ask about the rooftop road, passing by the small bridge there is a broken bridge, and the peach is planted by the bridge This is a thimble poem. I remember when I was in the first grade of junior high school, one of my Chinese teachers taught me in my spare time. At the time, my teacher only had to say it once and I could remember it; Because it is both easy to remember and meaningful, like a picture in front of my eyes; This poem has been sealed in my memory for more than 20 years, and I will share it with my friends today.

I don't know if there is a similar poem, in other words, the same as it; In my memory, my teacher did not tell me the author of the poem, and I could not find it.

I know that the point is "one word is true" and I especially like the sentence "the evening window is lonely and boring, and I talk about pushing the screen window to watch the cold".

From "Selected Sounds of White Snow", the full poem is as follows:

The peach blossoms are cold and blown by the wind, and the fallen residual flowers cross the small bridge.

Under the bridge, goldfish play in the water, and birds by the water make new hair.

The sweater is not wet and the yellow plum rains, and the raindrops and red pears are extraordinarily delicate.

The delicate posture is often accompanied by weeping willows, and the willows fly purple swallows high.

The singing beauty plays the jade flute, and the flute is hung with silk threads.

The delicate incense Buddha's hand, there is a fan in the hand to look at the river tide.

The sails on both sides of the tide are steady, sitting firmly in the boat and rocking slowly.

It will be late to shake into the West River, and the evening window will be lonely and boring.

Talking about pushing the screen window is now cold, and the falling clouds are knocked by the water.

Knock on the door to ask Tiantai Road, there is a broken bridge over the West River, and the bridge is planted with peach lines.

From "Selected Voices of White Snow".

The peach blossoms are cold and blown by the wind, and the fallen residual flowers cross the small bridge.

Under the bridge, goldfish play in the water, and birds by the water make new hair.

The sweater is not wet and the yellow plum rains, and the raindrops and red pears are extraordinarily delicate.

The delicate posture is often accompanied by weeping willows, and the willows fly purple swallows high.

The singing beauty plays the jade flute, and the flute is hung with silk threads.

The delicate incense Buddha's hand, there is a fan in the hand to look at the river tide.

The sails on both sides of the tide are steady, sitting firmly in the boat and rocking slowly.

It will be late to shake into the West River, and the evening window will be lonely and boring.

Talking about pushing the screen window is now cold, and the falling clouds are knocked by the water.

Knock on the door to ask Tiantai Road, there is a broken bridge over the West River, and the bridge is planted with peach lines.

From the poem Selected by Bai Xue's Last Words.