A poem about the plum blossoms, describing the poems of plum blossoms

1, plum

Wang Anshi

A few branches of plum in the corner, Ling Han alone. It’s not snow, it’s a dark fragrance.

2, gift Fan Wei

Lu Kainan to the Song Dynasty

Folding the plums and sending them to the Shantou people. Jiangnan has nothing, chat and give a spring.

3, Shanyuan Xiaomei

Lin and Jing Tang

Zhongfang swayed and swayed to the small garden. The shadow is shallow and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats at dusk.

The frosty bird wants to steal the eye first, and the pink butterfly knows how to break the soul. Fortunately, there are slight differences between the two.

4, with Xue Yuming, chess, gambling, plum blossom poetry, lose one

Wang Anshi

Huafa seeks spring to see Mei, a pile of snow on the road. Fengcheng South Mohe recalled him, and it was difficult to bring it to him.

5, Yimei

Li Shangyin

Set aside the end of the world, according to Yihua. Hanmei is the most hateful, long-lasting flower.

6, in mid-November to Fufengjie see plum

Li Shangyin

Kushiro pavilion, non-time musk. Su Yu and the moon, the green woman does not care.

The gift is far from the virtual hand, and the wound is broken. For who is an early show? Not waiting for the year.

7, plum quatrain (--)

Lu You

Wendao plum blossoms Xiaoxiaofeng, snow piled up in the four mountains. He can be transformed into a hundred billion, a tree plum blossoms.

8, plum quatrains (second)

The valley is more northerly, and it is too late to spend the year. High standard Yi Yun Jun knows no, it is the layer of ice when snow.

9, plum quatrains (third)

The snow-scarred winds are more and more ugly, and the flowers are the strongest. Outdated, it will drift away, and shame is more pitiful to Dongjun.

10, early Mei

Southern Dynasty, Xie Wei

It’s early in the spring, and it’s cold alone. After the fear of falling flowers, no one cares.

11, Jiang Mei

Don Du Fu

Meryl wax broke before, plum blossoms more years later. I know that spring is good, what is the most customer?

The snow tree is the same color, and the river wind is also self-wave. The hometown is invisible and the sorcerer is sullen.

12, early Mei

Tang Qiji

Wanmu is frozen and willing to return. In the deep snow of the former village, it opened last night.

The wind is fragrant and fragrant. If you follow the law next year, you will first release the Chuntai.

13, chowder

Tang Wang Wei

I have seen the cold plum hair, and I heard the sound of ostriches. Hearts look at the spring grass, afraid of the jade stage students.

14, Yimei

Tang Li Shangyin

Set aside the end of the world, according to Yihua. Hanmei is the most hateful, long-lasting flower.

15. Tang Wang Wei

Miscellaneous poem

When Jun comes from his hometown, he should know the hometown. Before coming to the window, did Han Mei spend the flowers?

16, Jiang Shangmei

Tang Wang Shi

Suddenly see the cold plum tree, flowers open Hanshuibin. I don't know if the spring is early, and the suspect is the bead.

17, Ting Mei Mei sent people

Tang Liu Yuxi

Early flowers are often cold, and often bitter and sour. What happened on the spring day, sitting on the order?

Xiaotao is smiling, and you are willing to look back! Jun asked to adjust Jinding, and it is difficult to know.

18, plum

Tang Yuxin

In the middle of the twelfth lunar month, I have already felt plum blossoms. Do not believe that this spring and evening, all come to see the snow.

The tree hangs and the ice falls, and the branches are high. I knew that I couldn’t see it, I really regretted the dressing list.

19, snow plum blossoms

Tang Xiaogang

I was surprised to see that the plum blossoms were late and rushed into the snow. The lower branches are low visible, and the heights are far from easy to know.

All the shyness of the wrist, let the waist linger. Must also cut and cut, learn two or three skills.

20, plum

Tang Jiang Weihan

Bai Yutang, a tree plum, now sees a few flowers. How many portals are closed and how can spring colors come in?

21, plum

Song Chen Liang

Shu Ji Heng Yu thin, a little bit of pearl. A sudden start, a hundred flowers are after the spring.

Want to pass the spring information, not afraid of snow burial. Yudi Hugh three, Dong Jun is advocating.

22, gift Ling Shangmei

Song Su Shi

The plum blossoms are all white, and the pedestrians will not come. Do not taste the green plum to taste the wine, it depends on the fine rain and ripe yellow plum.

23, Momei

Song Zhu Xi

In the dream, Qingjiang is drunk with ink, and the scent of the cold is thin and frosty. Nowadays, it’s a black and white question, and it’s a worldly makeup.

24, plum

Tang Cui Daorong

At the beginning of the number, there was snow, and the orphan painting was difficult. There is no rhyme in the fragrance, and the cold is not known.

Flute and cymbal, oblique technique depends on the disease. If you are against the wind, you can easily destroy it.

25, the title of Yang Buzhi painting

Song·lou

Plum blossoms are like pens, and Songzhu knows more realistic. Baihui Qianhua is a friend, and I only see these three people.

26, Xuemei

Song Lumeipo

There is no snow, no spirit, no snow, no plums. The Japanese poetry is full of snow and snow, and it is very fragrant with Mei.

27, Xuemei

Song Lumeipo

Mei Xue is not willing to drop the spring, and the Sao people pay a fee. Mei Xixun snow is three points white, but the snow loses a piece of fragrance.

28, fishing snow boat tired sleep

Song Yang Wanli

Xiaoge Ming window half-closed door, reading a book to sleep is faint. Unreasonable but was annoyed by plum blossoms, especially blowing the incense to break the dream.

29, cold night

Song Du Fu

When the cold night comes to tea as a wine, the bamboo stove soup is boiling red. It’s the same as the usual month before the window, the plum blossoms are different.

30, Gumei

Song Xiao Dezao

The stagnation of the scorpion is frozen and the coral stalks are cold. The ugly is amazing and charming, and the soul is only Xiao Hanzhi.

31, bottle plum

Song Zhang Daoqia

A bottle of spring water in the cold water, the fragrance does not reduce the stream. No one sees the bottom of the bamboo, and Mo and the cloud are light.

32, Hongmei

Su Dongpo

Every year, Fangxin bears red plum, and the riverside is drooping and wanting to open. The cherished and affectionate Iraqi order, the direct and the roots are sent to spring.

33, early Mei

Liu Zongyuan

Early Mei made a high tree and returned to Chu Tianbi. The hurricane is fragrant, and the frost is faint.

Want to give a gift for thousands of miles. Han Ying sits on the market, why use comforters.

34, new planting plum

Bai Juyi

Seven new plums are planted by the pool, and you will check them when you want to spend the flowers. I am afraid that Changzhou Tao Lizhen, this year is good for the king to open.

35. From Zhang Zhongmou, Lamei

Song Huang Tingjian

After the Wenjun Temple, the wild plum hair, the sweet honey dyed into a palace-like yellow. Do not intend to cover the old eyes, want to know the spring to the pond.

36, Bai Mei

Yuan Wangqi

This body is in the snow and ice forest, and different peaches and plums are mixed with the dust. Suddenly, the fragrance was made in the night, and it was scattered in the spring.

37, Momei

Yuan Wangqi

My family washes the trees by the pool, and the blossoming flowers lighten the ink marks. Don't exaggerate the color, just keep your breath full.

38, plum blossom

Yuan·Wang Wei

In March, the east wind blows snow, and the mountains in Hunan are like water. There was no one to see the plum blossoms, and countless plum blossoms fell into the wild bridge.

39. Lichun Day Rewarding Red Plum

Yuan·Yuanhuai

Last night, Dongfeng turned to fight, and the foreigner Yang Liu Xue disappeared. Xiaolai has a tree like apricot, and opens to a small village.

It should be that the chemical is too thin, so it will help the color. Why should the green leaves be identified?

40, Yimei

Yuan·Deng Keji

Gu Yin Xianren ice and snow skin, accompanied me to the West Lake. Don't change the spring breeze a few times, the standard is nothing but old.

41, West Lake May

Yuan Feng Zizhen

Yu Yilin on the side of Su Laodi, the six bridges and the wind are the companions. Let him enjoy the joy of Tao Li, not for the prosperity of the heart.

42, Yongmei

Yuan Feng Zizhen

And the twitching technique is so beautiful that it is suitable for the cold pond. Only the corners of the paintings are blown away, and the shadows are the most vulnerable.

43, Momei

Zhao Bingwen

The painter does not make a powdery noodles, but he fears that people are too straightforward. When I met each other, I didn’t know each other.

44, title painting

Yuan·Tao Zongyi

In the moon, the lonely mountain priests, the lake is cold and immersed in jade. It seems that the pendulum will be crossed and the iron coils will be a flower.

45, Yangshan Road Middle

Yuan·Shi Shanzhu

Yu Yuchun squandered the water, and the wild scorpion flew over the ancient tomb. Seeing that people live in the deep dock, plum blossoms do not open the door around the house.

46, Spring Festival Evening

Yuan Fanghui

The grassy grass is not deep, and the weather is clear and the garden is moist. At the beginning of the tiny rain, the dark number of green plums is overcast.

47, winter words

Yuan·Guo Yu

Shulin Qingxu scattered crows, Gaoge Zhu curtain cover. Did you ask Wang Sun to return? Yumei opened to the northern branch.

48, the monument to Wutang Fuzhi

Ming·Xia Wanzhen

Every flower is reminiscent of the old garden, and the snow can't be opened. The moon is similar to the two hearts.

49, title painting plum

Ming Xu Wei

I have never seen a plum blossom, and I believe that there is a god. Do not believe to try to see thousands of trees, the east wind blowing will become spring.

50, Wang Yuanzhang pours the plum

Ming Xu Wei

The singularity of the singularity of the singularity of the singularity is unbearable. Everything has always been high, and it’s no wonder that plum blossoms are hanging down.

51, Ming·Tang Yu

Painting

The snow-pressed villages are cold, and the gardens are all jade. It is urgent to pour the wine and freeze it.

52, early spring

Ming·Chen Jiru

The spring breeze is weak and the wicker is oblique, and the new grass is slightly smeared with sand. Want to borrow the cuttings from the owner and sweep away the dead snow.

53. Song Huizong painting half Kaimei

Ming·Zhao Youtong

At the beginning of the imperial dynasty, the plum blossoms contained half. After Miao Gongchun went, a branch fell to Jiangnan.

54, painting plum

Ming Fang Xiaoyu

The micro-snow first disappeared in the half of the pool, and the fence saw two or three branches. The fragrance is transmitted to the heart, and there is no such thing as ordinary grass.

55, painting plum

Ming Chen Daofu

Bamboo fence outside the field Meixiang, with snow to enter the drunk town. The paper sleeps alone in the spring, and the busy man is busy.

56, painting plum

Ming Chen Daofu

Plum blossoms are pleasing to the crowd, and I am busy after the snow. Fold a skill bamboo stick, returning to have a fragrance along the way.

57, plum blossoms

Ming Xue Yu

Outside the double plum tree, the wind last night before the court. I don't know where the flute is, and I will make a sound.

58, early plum

Ming Tongrun

Wanshu is cold and colorless, and the southern branch has unique flowers. Scented in the water, the shadows of the wilderness.

59, Ding Xin Xinzheng wrote Mei on the 3rd

Ming Li Rihua

Tankou ribs contain laughter, and the spring breeze is open. The drinker has to add madness, and the verses are splashed from the sky.

60, title poetry album

Qing Puhe

Nothing is not looking for plums, and Mei is coming back. The snow is still shallow in spring and half is open to the home.

61. After the snow in the mountains

Qing Zheng Zheng

In the morning, the snow is full of snow, and the snow is so bright. The turbulent flow does not drop plum blossoms, and a kind of clear and lonely is not waiting.

62, painting plum

Qing Jinnong

The old Mei is getting older and more spiritual. If there is someone in the water shop. It is very cold and full, such as Zhimingyue is the predecessor.

63. Tang Jie Yuan Xiaojing

Qing·Shou Shouping

After the snow, I sneaked into Cuiwei, and Huaxi was cold on the spring clothes. Cross the south bank of the bridge to find the spring, go through the plum blossoms with the moon.

64, title plum

Qing·Wang Shishen

The small courtyard planted plums one or two lines, painting empty and full of clothes. The glaciers are white and the white is fragrant.

65, and Neizi Meihua poetry

Qing Yu Yu

There is a frost in the courtyard, and it is not a leisurely fragrance. The cold dream is the same as Luofu dream, and it wins the Dongpo in the snow hall.

66, the rain in the Yuan Tomb

Qing·Song Song

When the plums are raining and rejuvenating, the stone trails are sounding. The shadows of the clouds are swallowed, and Song Taoyan sneaked into each other.

Yunyi meditation is in the middle of the collar, and the love garden is broken. Looking to the fragrant snow sea, my home is a good title.

67, early Mei

Qing·Ning Tiaoyuan

Seeing the spirit of the red and the shame. Under the deep cliffs of the Xishan Mountain, there are a few points to open the spring.

68, Kumei

Qing·Wu Qi

The singularity of the scent is the end of the forest, and it has been fascinated for over a decade. Do your best to clean up the bones and see the people.

69, title painting plum

Qing Li Fangzhen

Plum blossoms have not been germinated this day, and Rotary is a painter. The spring breeze of the pen is inexhaustible, and the eastern smear is always blooming.

70, title painting plum

Qing Li Fangzhen

There are new ink marks on the paper, and the plum blossoms are the most pleasant. I hope that the wind will blow far away, and the doorways will be spring.

71, plum poetry

Qing Yu Yu Neizi

Resistant to the world of snow and frost, the first flower of the first flower. The breeze has its own god bones, and it is suitable for Yutang.

72, Luo Mei

Qing·Ran

Mossy and rainy moss patterns, deserted and smelling. The forest is full of snow, and Lingtou flies to the cloud.

Do not need to cross the river to blow Jiang Guo, the most regrettable empty branches. Looking back at the Gushan Mountain Road, there are many frosted birds and butterflies.

73, Yulouchun·Hongmei

Li Qingzhao

The red crisp is willing to let Joan smash, and explore the south branch to open the end? I don’t know how many times I borrowed it, but I’m not sure about it.

At the end of the window, the Taoist sorrows and swears. If you want to come and see it, you may not be able to afford it.

74, fisherman proud

Li Qingzhao

Known in the snow, Chunxinzhi, Hanmei is dotted with Qiongzhi, and the fragrant face is half-open and delicate. When the court is in the room, the jade person bathes out a new makeup.

The creation may be partial, so it is wise to teach the moon. A total of rewards Jin Zun sinking green ants, no words, this flower is not compared with the group of flowers.

75, plum poetry

Gao Qi

Qiongzhi only meets in Yaotai, whoever planted it in Jiangnan. The snowman is in the middle of the mountain, and the beautiful man comes under the moon.

The cold is shadowing Xiao Xiaozhu, and the spring is hiding the sweet desert moss. Since the departure of He Lang, there is no good, Dongfeng has never been back.

76. "Dream of Red Mansions" visits Miao Yuxi Hongmei

Cao Xueqin

The wine was not opened, and the spring was asked to go to Penglai. Do not ask for the Tuas in the bottle, for the plum.

Entering the cold peach red snow, leaving the dusty clouds to cut purple clouds. Who cares how the shoulders of the poems are thin, and the clothes are still stained with Buddha's moss.

77, "Dream of Red Mansions" 咏红梅花(红字)

Cao Xueqin

Peach is not aromatic Philippine apricot is not red, the cold has already laughed east wind. The soul of the Feiling Mountain is difficult to distinguish, and Xia Luo Luofu dreams are not open.

Green 萼 萼 融 融 融 融 融 融 融 融 融 融 融 融 融 融 It seems that cockroaches are ordinary colors, and the shade is made by him.

78, "Dream of Red Mansions" 咏红梅花(梅字)

Cao Xueqin

Bai Mei lazy to give red plum, Yan Yan first drunk. The frozen face has blood, and the heart is not gray.

Mistaken yan medicine moved to the bones, stealing Yaochi to take off the old tires. Jiangbei Jiangnan Spring is splendid, and it is suspected that the bee butterfly is suspected.

79, "Dream of Red Mansions" 咏红梅花(花字)

Cao Xueqin

It’s a splendid flower, and the spring makeup is luxurious. There is no snow in the leisure hall, and there is a drop of water in the empty mountains.

The secluded dreams are accompanied by red-sleeve flutes. The predecessor is the Yaotai species, and there is no difference in complex colors.

80, Qing Ping music

Li Wei

Don't come to the spring and half, and touch your eyes. The masonry fell like a mess, and it was full.

Yan Lai’s letter is unreliable, and the road is hard to come by. It’s just like spring grass, and it’s farther away.

81, butterfly love flower

Ouyang Xiu

The curtains are chilly in the east, and the fragrant plums in the snow are coming early in the morning. The red wax branches are small and small, and the gold knife is cut into thin colors.

Rotating warm gold furnace scented algae. When the wine enters the horizontal wave, you can't help but worry. The embroidered sleeps well in the fifth spring, and Luo Wei does not know the screen window.

82, Bu Yuan Yuan, Yu Mei

Song Luyou

At the edge of the broken bridge, there is no loneliness. It’s been dusk alone, it’s more windy and rainy.

I have no intention of competing for spring, and I am a group. The zero-falling mud is used for dusting, only the fragrance is as it is.

83, Linjiang Xian·Mei

Li Qingzhao

The courtyard is deep and deep, and the cloud window is so late, for who is derogatory. It’s good to have a good night’s sleep.

Jade thin sandalwood is infinitely hateful, and the south building is under the control. Who knows the smell of the fragrance, the warm wind is also late, do not go to the apricot flower fertilizer.

84, Lin Jiangxian

Xin Qiji

The old man has been lazy, and the love is still around the village. A branch breaks Yuxichun first. More flowerless attitude, all snow spirit.

Left to the empty mountain meal show color, for the fresh words of the channel, bamboo roots with water and clouds. Do not remember in the drunk, returning to the moon at dusk.

85, dark incense

Jiang Yan

In the winter of Xinhai, it was carried to Xueshi Lake. Stop the month, give a simple sentence, and levy a new voice, make these two songs. Shihu played with it, so that the workmanship was acquainted with it, and the syllables were harmonized, which was the name of "The Dark Fragrance" and "Shadow".

86, early plum

Zhang said

A tree of cold plum white jade, next to the village next to the Tunxi Bridge. I don't know if I have to start with water, and I suspect that it has not been sold through winter snow.

87, May

Wang Qi

Not to be invaded by dust, the bamboo fence is self-willing. Just because of the misunderstanding of Lin Hejing, the poet said that it is now.

88, the real garden plum blossoms

Wang Wei

Sitting in the evening between the flowers, the snow is thousands of branches and branches. There is no good sentence since the spring, and the stick has become a poem.

89, one of the "Poetry"

Wang Wei

When Jun comes from his hometown, he should know the hometown. Before coming to the sun, Han Mei took the flowers.

90, first met plum

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Jiangbei is not as warm as the south, and Jiangnan is good for the northern intestines. Rouge peach cheek pear pollen, a total of makeup for the cold plum.

91, the second rhyme in the early morning plum

Huang Tingjian

Folded cold incense is not exposed, small slanting day two or three branches. Luo Jade's leaf deep care, has been learned by the tour bee.

92, winter fun

Song Zhang Wei

The empty mountain is old, and the old age is still coming. In the year of the next year, Liu is sad.

The green vegetables are short and the red wax is flowered. How to have ice and snow, Dongfeng back and forth day and night.

93, and Yang Gongji Plum Blossom

Song Su Shi

Mo Xiangshuang’s morning grievances have not been opened, and the white heads are dying. A new one contains a wind dew, just like the West Chamber to the moon.

94, after the November, the flower blooms

Cai Wei

The day is warm and fragrant, and it has been in full bloom for thousands of times. The spring breeze is a sentimental thought, accompanied by flowers.

95, Momei

Zhang Wei

The village on the edge of the valley, the waterside village, was once squandered. I still hate the East Wind is not interesting, but also blowing the rain and the dark dusk.