Mei, Song and Zhu are also called "Three Friends of Old Cold". Please write their synonyms in the poem.

The bottom of the gloomy ravine is loose, leaving seedlings on the mountain, one inch in diameter, one stem, and the hundred feet are overcast. (Jin Taikang Zuo Si)

There are pine trees 100 feet big and 10 yards around. They were born at the bottom of the canyon, cold and crude. (Don Bai Juyi)

The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight. (Rola Chen)

Moss is slippery, not rain, but singing. (Tang Hanshanzi)

The wind in the pine gate sweeps itself, and the snow in the waterfall is hard to disappear. (Tang Huangfu Zeng)

The pines are shaded, and the west of the road is clear. (Don Xu Hun)

Monks are cold on the rocks between pines, and the stream is rushing in the middle of the night. (Don Lu Guimeng)

Through the juniper sword, the palace is surrounded by five peaks. (Song Xia Song)

The breeze blows the dew, and the fragrance is moist. (stone)

The two corridors are full of color, and the sound of nine miles is loose. (Song Hongshi)

Should be guarded by mountain gods. As soon as the wind relaxed, it swept away the dust. (Song Taizhang)

Micro-singing the bright moon in the sea gives birth to rock laurel, and laughing long without romantic pine. (Song Hesun)

A kind of bamboo

Zhu Hao Lianshan feels the fragrance of bamboo shoots (Su Song Shi)

In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and the leaves are full of hate (Song Ouyang Xiu)

When you, my love, rode a bamboo horse, trotted around in circles and threw your childhood, we lived together, and we were all young and happy in an alley in Qingkan (Don Li Bai)

Poetry Zen Buddhism * * * bamboo idle, let him flow to the world (Tang Jiayou)

The bamboo shoots are scattered, and the mountain wind blows the window clouds (Yuan Sadulla)

The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the music of dew drops from bamboo leaves (Don Meng Haoran)

Song Xin hates thousands of feet less, and the evil bamboo should be chopped ("Tang Du Fu")

One year old in firecrackers (Anshi, Wang Song)

She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo in the sunset (Don Du Fu)

No meat makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar (Su Song Dongpo)

Hsinchu has become a bamboo in the hall, and the fallen flowers are full of bird's nest mud (Song Zhou Bangyan)

Because of the monk's words, I will stay for half a day (photo by Tang Li)

Bamboo poles and sandals are lighter than horses. Who's scared? Mist and rain are coming, and the wind fills the building (history)

Chinese plum

It's not freezing in the cold, but plum blossoms come naturally (Zen master Tang)

When I came back, I smiled and smelled plum blossoms. Spring is already in the branches (Song Mouni's enlightenment poem)

When you, my love, rode a bamboo horse, trotted around in circles and threw your childhood, we lived together, and we were all young and happy in an alley in Qingkan (Don Li Bai)

Plum blossoms are like snow, and they are full (five generations of Li Yu)

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but there is a piece of Mei Xiang missing from the snow (Mei Po, Song Lu)

It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond (Zhao Shixiu Song)

How to turn it into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom (Song Luyou)

There is no way back to the valley in the stream, and suddenly there are one or two plum blossoms (Song Yang Wanli)

Count Plum Blossoms (Song/Yuan Wengsen)

As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and when will there be a bright moon (thunder)

Yichuan Tobacco, Mancheng, Plum and Yellow Rain (Song)

Mei has no snow and no spirit, and snow has no poetry and no vulgarity (Mei Po, Song Lu)

Three Friends in Winter ―― Pine Trees

Tao Xingzhi

On Wansongling, pine trees are swaying and surging.

Shake the first peak of Kunlun Mountain.

Thousands of troops are furious; The sea rises from the mountain.

Bamboo green, plum blossom red, moving west to east,

Strive for the last five minutes, let a hundred flowers blossom and smile,

For three winters.

Three Friends in Cold Years-Seven Musts

loose

The vicissitudes of life have passed the ancient roots,

Stand tall and climb with a bird's eye view;

Screen the moon to welcome the rising sun,

Open-minded, cold-tolerant.

A kind of bamboo

The coquettish swan song of the Millennium,

Aoxueling ointment is meaningful;

Elegant, quiet, clear and green,

Drive sages with high morals and bright festivals.

Chinese plum

Jade bone, Ice Muscle, it's spring.

Leaning against bamboo with snow and frost;

The beautiful image is sparse, oblique, elegant and thin.

Qingxi drizzle is accompanied by a faint fragrance.

Chrysanthemum-Huang Chao

Waiting for September 8 of the lunar autumn,

Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.

Qing Jiang Yin Yong Mei-Guan Yunshi

My heart is so attractive to people that I can't bear to fold it gently. The bridge is foggy, and the thatched cottage is clear. How many springs are included.

A new bamboo shoot in Changgu North Garden-Li He

I write Chu ci in the green light, and I am tired of fragrant spring powder.

Who is ruthless and who is hateful? Exposed smoke cries thousands of cigarettes.

Lu You's "Yongmei of the Operator"

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to wind and rain. I have no intention of striving for spring. Every group of people are jealous, and they are all smashed into mud and crushed into ashes. Only the fragrance remains unchanged.

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