Six songs of Wing Mei
Text/Zhou Lizhi (Shandong)
Seven absolute plum whites
Xilin went to see plum blossoms at night, and had its own cold fragrance to cross the wild end.
It is difficult to paint jade color with severe frost, and the snow in a river reflects the remnants of the sun.
Seven absolute plums of cold
Jade bone ice with cold makeup, waterside fence to see the desolation.
The winter wind did not understand the tears of the people, and brought residual incense over the short wall.
Seven Songs of Plums
A tree of cold plum white jade carving, along the creek obliquely into the shallow Zhu Bridge.
Folding has hated the East Wind mistake, who sent Qingyin everywhere Xiao.
Seven absolute plums
Seeing Mei Kai was shocked, but the snow was not sunny in spring.
A north wind blows cold noodles, and Yi Ran does not argue with Wan Fang.
Seven Absolute Plum Fools
Han Mei is less known alone, and does not believe in frost and arrogance.
One night the north wind blew the stone cracks, and I suspected that spring was crazy in the snow.
Seven Absolute Plum Zen
A headlamp of the temple is obliquely reflected, and the snow of the East Wind is not condensed.
A few degrees under the moonlight tree, first paint the spring color plum monk.
2021.11.1
About author:Zhou Lizhi, a native of Qingzhou, Shandong, is the editor-in-chief of modern poetry in Hua Chinese. His works can be found in Qilu Literature, Contemporary Poetry Geography, Chinese Chinese Studies, Chu Feng Writers, Writer Wenyuan, Contemporary Writers, Meiso and other periodicals. Poetic view: love the red dust and smell, but also eat human fireworks.