Occupy the amorous feelings of the small garden.
Thin shadow, horizontal oblique water, shallow water,
Dim fragrance floats in the dusk.
Frostbirds stole their eyes before they wanted to go down,
Pink butterflies are like acquaintances.
Fortunately, there is something to whisper,
You don't need a sandalwood gold bottle.
Qiongzhi only gathers in Yaotai,
Who planted it everywhere in Jiangnan?
In the snow-capped mountains, nobles lie down,
Beauty came to the forest in the moonlight.
Cold depends on thin shadows and rustling bamboo,
Spring is covered with residual fragrance and desert moss.
When you leave, there is nothing to sing.
The east wind is gone forever.
The wine has not been opened, and the sentence has not been cut.
Looking for spring and wax to Penglai.
Don't ask for dew in the vase.
To beg the goddess of the moon.
After China's entry into WTO, it is as cold as ice.
Cut ziyun from the fragrance of dust.
Who cares about poetry and thin shoulders,
The clothes are covered with Buddha moss.
Fold the plum to welcome the post,
Send it to the leading family.
Jiangnan has nothing,
Talk about giving a spring.
Set the horizon,
Yi yi Wu Xiang Hua
Cold plum is the most hateful,
Often used as last year's flowers.
The winding path is secluded, colorful, not fragrant or greasy.
Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost.
Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken.
Who is the morning show for? Don't keep the old days.
A tree with cold plum and white jade belt,
Near the village, next to the stream bridge.
I don't know if the flowers start first,
It is suspected that it was not sold after the winter snow.
Fahua looks for spring and likes to see plums.
A pile of snow on the road.
Nanmo in Fengcheng remembers his New Year.
It's hard to come with the mail.
There are some plums in the corner.
Ling cold drives alone.
Distant knowledge is not snow,
Because of the faint fragrance.
On a cold night, guests come to tea for wine.
Bamboo stove soup is boiling red at first.
As usual, a month ago,
Plum blossoms are different.
Wen Hua man Qing feng,
Snowdrifts are scattered all over four mountains.
Who can turn into hundreds of billions,
The plum blossoms on the tree are in full bloom.
No dust,
Zhuli Caotang wishes.
Just because I misunderstood Lin Hejing,
Provoked today's poets to say.
You come from my old country,
Tell me what happened there! .
Before tomorrow,
Open the first cold flower? .
A tree with cold plum and white jade belt,
Go back to Lincun Road, next to the stream bridge.
I don't know if the water came first,
It is suspected that it was not sold after the winter snow.
Who knows that the years are cold,
Only plum blossoms are lonely.
The bright moon is like water every day,
Wake up after drinking and listen to Yu Di. Liu Yuan's sentence is that the spring breeze reports plum blossoms, and the south branch sends them overnight.
Xu Zhongya's words are that the chrysanthemum hedge is sparse and the wild is close, and the plum village is cold and separated from the river maple.
Chen Fuxiu said that sitting in an empty court at night, the moonlight is hazy, and a cold plum tree has two branches.
* * * also shows that when Duan Wenchang went to Japan, plum blossoms appeared. When he came, he should have seen apricot blossoms.
In Taiyuan, Li Shimin called courtiers to hold a banquet to celebrate New Year's Eve. Grey at four o'clock, winter and spring at one night. Send away the cold snow and welcome the new year.
Wing Chun Snow (Chen Shi) reflects the floor and makes up the moon, and flowers sing a fan wind. I was jealous of plum blossoms, so I fell in early spring.
Zhang said that when picking plums in Sichuan, it was cold and warm, and it blossomed early in the morning. Wan Li has been amazed for a year.
Wang Shijiang Binmei suddenly saw the cold plum tree, blooming on the Hanshui River. I don't know if spring is early, but I suspect it's playing with pearls.
Autumn in the east is full of air, touching this place like flowers. Snow White seems reluctant to part with this late spring, but proudly sprinkled a fly on the tree in front of the court.
Wang Wei's "Three Miscellaneous Poems" You from my old country, tell me what happened there! . When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom its first cold flower? .
Three of Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems have been seen in the cold plum blossoms, and the birds are heard again. Looking forward to the spring grass, I am afraid of my previous life.
Liu Changqing sent his son-in-law Cui and Li Mu to Yangzhou to send plum blossoms for four crossings, and the spring pulse was in Shan Ye. Spring grass grows in wucheng, and you are a guest in yangzhou.
Meng Haoran was visiting Yuan, but he didn't meet a talent in Luoyang. Jiangling was a rogue. I heard that plum blossoms bloom early. How can it be better than spring in Luoyang?
Li Bai listened to the flute Qiang Hua in Qingxi midnight, and the dragon water in Wuxi was clear. Cold mountain is full of autumn moon, and my heart is broken.
Wei loves spring snow, Pei returns to light snow, like cherishing sunny days. If you don't realize the wind and flowers are cold, Meiliuchi will be late.
The ancient mine Meiwan white stone dishes, fragrant trees and plums. Mount Mozan bears the moss.
Dai Shulun knew it not long after answering Cui Facao, and now Huan is willing to stay. It's cloudy and rainy on the river, and the situation in the middle of the month.
Dai Shulun named Huang Si Zhiyuan as a memorial to Mei last year, and Ling Cold came here specially. The wax in front of the door is empty and there are no flowers.
Dai Shulun said that mulberry leaves are big in wheat and autumn, and rainy rice fields are new. Wild fruits are planted in the hedge and brocade scales are planted in the pond.
The white cloud tree and willow bully Fang back late, as if jealous of cold plum disease. Stir up the blue bar and the spring breeze will come for a few days.
Treasure fragrance Jiangnan Jiangnan dreams of spring, leaves are as big as money. Snow is full of plum trees and green robes are like fields.
Pan Mengyang's Chun Xue is a palindrome quatrain. Snow has fallen in Chun Mei, and trees are blooming in Quan Deyu. I really need to enjoy my drink. Ren Li would like to go with me.
Wang Yachun misses snow leaves, and the wind is light and water becomes moss. Jade sent away the news and saw Fating Mei again.
Liu Yuxi's injury to being alone is his regret when he was young, and now he is mourning for his country. Come to the same club far away, but see no early plum blossoms.
Traveling in Meng Jiao, the water in Chu is cold and thin, while it is drizzling in Chu Yun. Wild plums have uneven hair, and the travel list is free and easy.
Twelve sacred mountains in Weikai County, Meixi County, Zhang Jihe, love Mei Xin and find your way. If you don't teach people to sweep the stone, you may fall out.
Yuan Zhen gave Xiong a lot of ideas in his life, and his illness recovered in the spring. Today, under the plum blossom, another country deserves an old friend.
Yang Heng thought Suwu Festival was over, but there was no news from Li Ling. When Mei Danglong is on the dragon, people return to the dragon.
Li Shangyin recalled that Mei had settled in Tianya, and he was reluctant to let things happen. Samuume is the most offensive thing, because the old one is regarded as the flower that opened last year.
Si Kongtu Changting Meiyu and hometown tears, all year round * * * wine clothes. The diligent and gorgeous crane was once admired. Author: Lu You
Work: Operator
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.
Scattered into mud, rolled into dust, only fragrance remains.
Author: Mao Zedong
Work: Operator
The spring departed in wind and rain; With flying snow it’s back again.
Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.
Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.
When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
: Wang Anshi
Works: Mei
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I know from a distance that it's not snow, because it smells good.