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Operator Yongmei Mao Zedong
Spring leaves in the storm; With the snow, it came back. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.
Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
Bu operator Yongmei Luyou
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. It's dusk. I'm alone. It's windy and rainy.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
Mo mei Wang Mian
The trees in Xiyan Lake near my home are covered with faint ink marks.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
Early plum blossom
A tree with cold plum and white jade, back to Lincun Road, next to the stream bridge.
I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow.
Mo mei ju Jian
Don't hate Danqing's waste painter, there is no need to seek common ground while reserving differences.
Jade capacity is not as good as western Western jackdaw color, so it is different from Han Palace.
Zaomei Miracle
Ten thousand mu can't stand the cold, and plum trees absorb the vitality of underground heating.
In front of the village in Zita Law, a branch was opened last night.
Biography of Mo Zhang Mei
Shuibian village, a valley on the hillside, was once blocked by flowers.
I still hate Dongfeng, but I hate it even more.
Zaomei Li Gongming
East wind and west wind, leaves are empty in the middle of Gunmushan.
Only plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white.
Mo mei Zhao Bingwen
Painters don't make powder and fat noodles, but they are afraid that others will think I am straight.
We didn't know each other when we met. Xia Fu never cut a jade man.
Yimei Li shangyin
Far from home, I don't want to see the scenery in spring.
Samuume is the most offensive thing, because the old one is regarded as the flower that opened last year.
Wang Mian, Bai Mei
This body is in a forest of ice and snow, different from peaches and plums.
Suddenly a Ye Xiang, scattered for Wan Li dry springs.
Mei Wangqi
Free from dust at all, the bamboo fence hut is willing.
Just because I misunderstood Lin Hejing, I let the poet say this sentence.
Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and betting on plum blossom poems
Lose the king An An Shi Song.
Fahua looks for spring and likes to see Mei, which is a pile of snow on the road.
Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post.
Art design xingzhi
At present, who knows that cold friends are old, only plum blossoms are lonely.
The bright moon is like water every day, and the wine wakes up to listen to Yu Di.
Plum blossom Wang Anshi
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 Geng Xin
In the twelfth month and a half, I already feel the plum blossoms.
I don't believe that this year's Spring Festival Evening, everyone will come to see it.
Plum blossoms in Zhenshiyuan are in full bloom.
Sitting in the flowers, the sunset is late, and there are thousands of fragrant snow.
Since the beginning of spring, there have been no more beautiful sentences, and bonzi suddenly became a poem.
Lu you, plum blossom quatrains
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?
Wang Wei, one of the miscellaneous poems
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.
Open its first cold flower before tomorrow? .
Yang Liuzhi's Ci Liu Yuxi
Plum blossoms in Saibei play strong flutes, and lyrics in Guihua Mountain in Huainan.
Please don't put the old songs together to listen to the new Yang Liuzhi.
Bai Juyi, a newly planted plum blossom
Seven new plums were planted by the pool, and I wanted to wait until the flowers arrived.
Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.
Lu Zhu, who first met Meihua.
Jiangbei is not as warm as the south, and Jiangnan is easy to break the intestines of northerners.
Rouge peach cheek pear flower powder, * * * such as makeup cold plum.
1 1 The second back garden flower in full bloom-colored incense
The warmth of the day has been in full bloom, reaching thousands of times.
The spring breeze is full of emotion, accompanied by flowers coming and going.
The Secondary Rhyme in Yu Zao's Notes on Huangmei Pavilion
Fold the Leng Xiang without exposing the machine, and the small barnyard grass will be sunburned by two or three branches.
Luo Wei Cui Ye nursed back to health very well, which was learned by a windy sage.
Lu you, plum blossom quatrains
When I traveled to Xicheng, I was drunk for plum blossoms.
Twenty miles later, Qingyang Palace went to Huanhuaxi.
Hongmei sushi
Every year, the fragrant letter bears red berries, and the river hangs down to open.
Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.
Lu you, one of plum blossom quatrains
Smell the plum blossoms, there is a breeze, and the four mountains are full of snow.
How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
Wang Hongmei Shi Peng
Don't be jealous of each other, peaches and plums are different.
It is still snowing and frosting, but it is not very red.
The second section of plum blossom: land trip
The valley is farther north, and flowers bloom late every year.
Do you know it's time to be covered with snow and ice?
Hong fan mei da cheng
Fog, rain and rouge shine on pine and bamboo, and the river is full of spring breeze.
The city is full of peaches and plums, and the lonely city is empty.
The third verse of plum blossom: a journey to the land
The more awe-inspiring the snow is, the highest integrity is in the flowers.
Outdated will drift away, and shame will pity Dong Jun even more.
Plum blossoms are beyond reproach.
Suddenly I saw the cold plum tree, and the flowers bloomed by the Han River.
I don't know if spring is early, but I suspect it's playing with pearls.
Tan Mei Yang Wanli
The quiet steps in the mountain are amazing, and it is already late at night.
A plum blossom is annoying on the highest branch.
Seeing Mei Zhou Yongnian in Shengen Temple
In many fragrant countries, people come and go, while in Hua Xinfeng, birds hang upside down.
I prefer water and light to each other, and the oblique shadows support the waves.
Lu Meipo, one of Xue Mei
There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without plum customs.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.
Inscription Mei Fang Liying
The ink mark on the paper is new, and the plum blossom is the cutest.
I am willing to ride the wind to the distance, and my hometown will be a spring.
Xuemei Second Lu Meipo
For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
Ling Mei Zhangdaoqi
Poetry is everywhere, and things are at any time.
I have no money for social activities. One ridge is plum blossom.
Liu Yin's Thought of Viewing Plums
The east wind blew away the dust and sand, dreaming of Chu Shi's home in the West Lake.
I'm afraid that the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River will decrease, which is not plum blossom.
To Ye Fan Lucai.
Fold the plum for each post and send it to the leader.
There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring.
Interview with Miao Yu, Qi Hongmei and Cao Xueqin in A Dream of Red Mansions
The wine has not been opened, and the sentence has not been cut. Looking for spring and wax to Penglai.
Don't ask for the dew in the vase, just ask for the plum outside the threshold of Chang 'e.
After China's entry into WTO, the cold peach and red snow disappeared, and the dust cut Ziyun.
If you are a poet, you will cherish your thin shoulders, and your clothes will still be covered with Buddha moss.
A Dream of Red Mansions intones Cao Xueqin's Hua Zi.
Sparse branches are gorgeous flowers, and spring makeup is children's luxury.
There is no snow in the lounge, and there is a sunset in the running water.
The dream is cold with the red flute, and the fragrance is crimson.
The predecessor must be a Yaotai species, and the color difference is beyond doubt.
A Dream of Red Mansions sings Cao Xueqin's The Scarlet Letter.
Peach is not fragrant, apricot is not red, and cold has laughed at the east wind.
The soul flies to Yuling, the spring scenery is difficult to distinguish, and Luo Fu's dream is unclear.
The green calyx adds makeup to the torch, and the fairy helps the drunken cross the rainbow.
It looks like an ordinary color, and the shade comes from his ice and snow.
A Dream of Red Mansions intones Cao Xueqin's plum blossoms.
Bai Mei is lazy and eager to open his eyes first.
The frozen face is covered with blood, and the sour heart turns to dust without hatred.
Swallow Dan medicine by mistake, remove real bones, and steal Yaochi to take off old tires.
It is said that bees and butterflies are full of doubts.
Zaomei Liu Zongyuan
Early plum trees reflect Chu Tianbi.
The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question.
Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can I use to comfort my distant friends?
1 1 In the middle of the month, I met plum blossom Li Shangyin in Fufeng Community.
The winding path is secluded, colorful, not fragrant or greasy.
Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost.
Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken.
Who is the morning show for? Don't keep the old days.
Du Lei on a cold night.
On a cold night, guests come to tea for wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling red at first.
As usual, it's different when there are plum blossoms in the previous month.
Plum blossoms folded under the lamp after the snow.
The city is full of peaches and plums looking at Dong Jun, and the broken wax plum is not in spring.
A few windows are quiet, and the garden is fresh and refreshing.
Dim fragrance and thin shadow, Jiang kui
19 1 1 in winter, it was full of snow and a stone lake. Stop for two months, give simple sentences and sign new voices to do these two songs. Shi Hu was amused, and prostitutes moved to Xi, where syllables were harmonious, so she was named Dimfragrance and Thin Shadow.
A faint scent
See me several times in the ancient moonlight and play the flute in Bian Mei. Arouse jade people and climb regardless of the cold. He Xun is old now, and he has forgotten the spring breeze. But the strange flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the fragrance is cold into the Yao mat.
Jiangguo is silent. Sighed away, the snow began to accumulate at night. Cui Zunyi cried, and the red calyx was silent and nostalgic. Chang Ji once joined hands, and thousands of trees overwhelmed the West Lake. Piece by piece, blow it out, when can I see it?
Thin shadow
Moss branches adorn jade, bluebirds are small, and branches stay together. Meet in the guest, hedge corner dusk, nothing to lean on bamboo. Zhao Jun doesn't like Hu Shayuan, but remembers Jiangnan and Jiangbei. I want to wear a ring and come back on a moonlit night to become this flower.
I still remember the old story of the palace. The man sleeps and flies near the moth green. There is nothing better than the spring breeze, no matter what it is, it has already arranged for the golden house to hide its beauty. I also taught a song "Go with the Flow", but I complained about the sorrow of Yulong. When you come to find incense again, you have entered the small window banner.
Lonely goose Li Qingzhao
When the world writes a beautiful poem, it is vulgar. If you try to write an article, you will know that the preface doesn't match the latter.
The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, endless, and there is no good mind. Shen cigarettes break the jade furnace cold, and I feel like water. The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full.
The small wind dispersed the rain and rustled, but it also urged a thousand tears. Who is heartbroken when the bagpiper goes to Yulou? A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.
Linjiang county mei Li Qing Zhao
The courtyard is deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion are all haggard and hurt for anyone. Just dream at night. It should be Nanzhi. Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube Hugh blowing. Who knows that the fragrance is blown out and the warm wind comes late, so don't let the apricot flowers get fat.
I'm charming. My feelings about Li Qingzhao after the opening of the museum.
Jade is fragrant, sandalwood is scattered, and I hate visiting Mei this evening. Jiang Lou Chu Guan, the cloud is far away. On a sunny day forever, leaning against the fence, the green curtain hangs low. Sitting in front of the statue, the wine is full and the song is broken. Southern branches can be inserted, but they need to be cut frequently. Don't wait for the west building, do some strong management.
Fisherman Li Ao Qingzhao
Knowing that spring is coming in the snow, the cold plum is dotted with delicate branches, and the face is half open and charming. In court, Jade Man put on new makeup.
Nature may have done it on purpose, so the moon is taught exquisitely. * * * bounty honor green ant, don't get drunk. This flower is inferior to the flowers in the group.
Yulouchun Li Hongmei Qingzhao
Is Hongsu willing to break through Qiongbao and explore the end of the South Branch? I don't know how long I have borrowed it, but I see it is infinite.
The Taoist priest is haggard, bored and unhappy at the bottom of the spring window. If you want to look down on it, come and rest. It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.
Six strict orders
The snow stays in the wind, the spring news is melodious, the horizon leans against the building, and there are few geese in the south. The brocade word is unprovoked, and Baochai Yao Xi, in the sound of colorful strings, spelled it as honour before returning to the guest. At the thought of thinning plums, the end of the month is fragrant and white. If not, who will pick branches around the Millennium? Don't worry too much and hate too far. Pay tribute to bagpipes, bagpipes will make you feel sad and lonely, spend the past time and have sentimental personal memories.
Liang Zhu Ouyang xiu
The east wind is cold, the snow is fragrant, and spring comes first. The red wax branch is small in Shuang Yan, and the golden knife cuts the ribbon slender.
Warm seaweed in a golden stove. You can't help worrying when the wine enters the cross wave. Embroidery is a good sleep in spring. Luo Wei can't feel the screen window.
Plum blossoms attract people. Jingxi blocked the snow and Jie Jiang.
Bai Ou asked me whether to stay alone or in my heart. If the heart stays, why lock the eyebrows. The wind plays the small curtain lamp and dances dizzy, indifferent to the idle shadow, recalling the past.
Is it an old tour now? Flower House, Liu Xia Boat. Dreams are dreams, dreams are not dreams, and cold water flows in vain. Huang Yun desert is saturated with kapok fur. Everyone knows that no one is worried about me. It snows tonight, and there are plum blossoms, like me.
Qingpingle Li Yu
Since leaving, spring has passed halfway, and the scenery in my eyes has swept to a broken heart. The order of autumn may be like snow in the snow, brush it off and then flow down full.
Hongyan has flown back, the journey is far away, and the dream is hard to come true. The sadness of parting is like weeds in spring, which go further and further.