As far as plum is concerned, I don't want to talk about an isolated mountain, but I don't want to cross the plum garden either. I only have the plum in my hometown, and the branches are born between the pine and bamboo in Tanxi, showing old, winter flowers, dancing with the snow; Depending on Qi Huang1; The branch diameter is fixed, also like Furong II, which is far away from ancient times. Yesterday, Bai Juyi painted plum blossoms: "I was bored in Yuhang for three years, and I was drunk for plum blossoms several times. Wuxiang Temple is like a sea, and Gushan Garden is as beautiful as makeup. " Lin Bu (He Jing), a hermit in the Northern Song Dynasty, said that "the shadow is shallow, and the fragrance floats at dusk", which was passed down as a swan song by later generations. It's called vigorous, unlike a group of people. Plum blossom clusters, like red clouds, or plain jade powder clusters, or inlaid with gold, are even in the morning glow. Since ancient times, elegant people have cultivated plum blossoms, and their flowers are "a sea of plum blossoms", which is really enjoyed by literati and elegant food. Judging by the cool breeze and ancient sleeves, Jiangnan deserves plum blossoms. When the snow in the north is in full bloom, it is when the flowers bloom in my hometown, that is, the fragrant snow turns into the sea, and its scenery is spectacular and the fragrant wind is ten miles. How can it not be fascinating? However, I dare say: plum blossom is the best in the world, but I am greater China! I love Mei very much, because she is pungent and simple, with a strange figure and beautiful appearance. Although the old trees are green, the old branches are sparse, the buds are full, and they are full of youth and vitality. Despising the cold, the snow is getting heavier and the flowers are blooming more and more, which is Mei's pride. Kiss with winter, rhyme with snow, blend with snow, and show flowers. The cool breeze I said was shelved, and no one can compare with Wanhua!
With the arrival of spring, the frost and snow in Northridge melt, weeds splash in the cold of late spring, and cold rain comes one after another. Peach blossoms bloom in the morning, and red plums sprout on the stone in front of the house. Sunny days, or spring days, plum blossoms compete for spring, peach blossoms are empty, plum blossoms and clouds set each other off, and the world is picturesque. Although life is short, it is full of beauty.
When I was a child, I was afraid of Mei Chun's early death. I always picked a few late buds from the mountains and put them in bottles, which was both boring and rewarding. Or give some to alumni.
There are many plum blossoms, and there are many benefits. Look at the picture and feel it. There were people in the past, but now people are even worse. Painters tend to be partial to Mei, writing about Mei Gu and sending affection. Throughout the ages, Mei and Matsuzaka have been called "Three Friends of Old Cold". Throughout the ages, poets compete to write poems, painters compete to describe them, artists carefully carve them, and tourists dream of them. Now it's cold again, but I love Mei in my heart, thinking about her strength, not thinking about Dimfragrance, and trying my best to encourage her.