It is another year of twilight, the snow is cold, the plum blossoms have quietly bloomed, and the fragrance is refreshing. At this time, it is better to walk on the snow together to find plums, looking for a small luck that belongs to winter! Every time the flowers bloom like a king, ten poems looking for plums, looking for the beauty of winter in ancient poems!
Looking for plums
Song-Zhou Zizhi
Thinking of Yaolin Yushu Spring, Gao Biaoyuan came out of the wind and dust.
I want to laugh with plum blossoms, but I am afraid that plum blossoms will laugh at people.
Wild step to find plums
Song-Wu Weixin
Half of the sunset falls on the peaks, and the cold leaves have zero frost and look into the sky.
The Yin Valley suddenly became a creation, and the spring breeze was seen on the small plum branches.
Looking for plums
Song-Xu Rui
On the east side of the wall, a moss body, the old man hand in the mountain clouds.
Feng Zhi dared to forget the horn bow endowment, and every time the flower blossomed, it was like seeing the king.
South of the city to find plums
Song - Lu You
The snow on the dim river is flying, and the bamboo hedges cover the moss.
Qing's eyes were full of sorrow and no one said, and the plum blossoms were folded as companions.
Looking for plums in the snow
Song-Song Qi
When the snow is close to the plum, the plum snow state is suitable for both.
Xian Jun left a reward here, and saw all the north and south branches of the xitou.
Looking for plums after the snow
Song-Gu Feng
Looking for plums is not afraid of the distance, traveling all over the mountains and the end of the water.
There was snow in several places, and it was only suspected that it had flowered again last night.
Song-Hu Zhonggong
Because of the plum blossom stepping on the clouds, there is a dark smell of incense on the partition wall.
The branches only leaked the news of spring, so they brought spring sorrow for one or two minutes.
Narcissus - Looking for Plums
Yuan-Georgie
Before winter and after winter, several villages, xibei xinan two shoes frost,
The head of the tree is on a lonely hill at the bottom of the tree. Where the cold wind hits the incense.
Suddenly, they met each other. Drunken cold dreams,
Flute spring breaks the intestines, light moon dusk.
Zhai Er Ling - Jian Lake on the plum hunt
Yuan-Zhang Kejiu
He Jianzhai, Put Weng Zhai, plum blossom old man personally planted.
The road is close to Penglai, the ground is far away from the dust, and the qingshi is annoyed and haunted.
Snow blurs small raspberry moss, moon obscurity near the water terrace.
The bamboo fence went to sell wine, and the donkey carried it on its back. Guess what, last night a branch opened.
Title Meng Haoran stepped on the snow to find plums
Ming-Yu Qian
The road is steeped in wind and snow, and the cane line is looking for a restaurant seller.
Wanli Creek mountain is the same color, I don't know where is the plum blossom.