Travel to see plum blossom poems.

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

Meihua journey

The flowers are full of wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.

How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?

Zaomei Liu Zongyuan

Early plums grow tall, reflecting Chu Tianbi. The crescent moon floats over Ye Xiang, and it is white with frost.

If you want to give Wan a gift, you have to be across the mountains and rivers. Why comfort distant guests in front of the cold English?

Tit is beautiful and nameless

The north wind is hunting and blowing people down, and thousands of flowers are dying.

Who can tell the difference between cold plum and cold plum, and let the honeysuckle blossom alone?

Zaomei Miracle

Ten thousand mu can't stand the cold, and plum trees absorb the vitality of underground heating. In the old Zita Law tree, a branch opened last night.

The wind is too fragrant to disappear, and the bird can see the plain face. I will be alone next year, and I will start to reflect on Chuntai.

Lu you, plum blossom quatrains

The valley is farther north, and flowers bloom late every year.

Do you know Gao Biao Yi Yunjun? When it is covered with snow and ice.

Wang Meihua cotton

In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were as green as drops.

No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.

Wang Meiqi

Free from dust at all, the bamboo fence hut is willing.

Just because I misunderstood Lin Hejing, I let the poet say this sentence.

Xue Mei Lu Meipo

Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring, and the poet pavilion commented on the pen fee.

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.