《Xian Yin Hanging Snow Xiang Ting Mei》
Song Dynasty: Thorough
Pine snow drifts cold, ridge clouds blow frozen, red breaks a number of pepper spring shallow.
Lining the stage is deserted, the raccoon makeup pool is cold, and the bleak city is lightly changed.
Sigh flowers and people wither, according to the age of late. Commonly bleak.
Ask the east wind, blowing dreams several times, should be used to understanding, the year of Cuiping Golden Dragon.
A piece of ancient and modern sorrow, but waste green, flat smoke far away.
Speechless, tearful to the slanting sun and fading grass.
And Xiling remnant flute, low send a few spring complaints.
"Visiting The Elder Lan Ruo", "Zen People and The Lord's Portrait and Praise"
Enlightenment
Cold years, high rock cedar.
White chest, cold moon frost clock.
Farming Bo Rice, Jizo No Chun Farmer; Spiegel Non-Tai,
Yellow plum night scoop. The monk who is idle on the head of the hundred grasses,
And now there is no meeting anywhere.
"Sending the title Xiuning Zhao Clan Yunwu Province Heart Cui Shu Qing Dao Ting has five songs"
Song Dynasty: Fang Hui
The green and thin old is thin and beautiful, and the green is deep in the green room.
The waiter is still standing, cedar frost bamboo rain remains on the mountain.
"Tianshan Cedar"
Qing Dynasty: Zhang Baozhai
Pine and snow are close to each other, and pine is green and snowy.
The snow flying ridge adds a pine state, and the pine long mountain head reflects the snow.
The snow pressed green pine pine is more beautiful, and the pine contains snow and snow.
When the pine snow of the Tianshan Mountains is thankful, the snow accumulates for thousands of years.
Cedar
Ming Dynasty: Zhang Ning
Lan Guan's horse is thin and saddled, and the cave is desolate.
A paper writer is not enough, and Kaifeng is still cold with old clothes.
"Visiting Lan Ruo"
Song Dynasty: Yan Yu
Alone in search of Qinglian Yu, walk past the white sand beach.
One-way Iraimatsu snow, several peaks of raw cold.
The mountain monks are happy to arrive, and the forest pavilion is for people to see.
Groaning and whisking away, the bells are out of the clouds.