The ancient poems of grade one to grade six in primary school are all about plum blossom characters.

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 belt belongs to Lincun Road and Xiqiao.

I don't know if the recent splash started first, but it is suspected that it was not sold after the winter snow.

Mo mei ju Jian

Don't hate Danqing's waste painter. You don't need to be different but agree.

Jade is not as beautiful as western Western jackdaw, so it is different from Han Palace.

Zaomei Miracle

All the trees are frozen and ready to break, and the lonely roots are warm and lonely.

In front of Xue Cun, a branch was opened last night.

Biography of Mo Zhang Mei

Shuixie village in the valley beside the mountain was once ransacked by flowers.

It's boring to hate the east wind, and it's even stormy in the dark dusk.

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 has never carved a jade man.

Yimei Li shangyin

Settled on the horizon, willing to turn to things.

Cold plum is the most hateful, and it is often spent last year.

Wang Mian, Bai Mei

This body is in a forest of ice and snow, and it is not doped with peaches and plums.

Suddenly a Ye Xiang, scattered for Wan Li dry springs.

Mei Wangqi

The bamboo house is satisfied without being invaded by dust.

Just because I misunderstood Lin Hejing, I let the poet say this sentence.

Bet on plum blossom poems with Xue Zhaoming and lose Wang Anan Stone.

Fahua looks for spring and likes to see Mei, which is a pile of snow on the road.

South of Fengcheng, dedicated to the memory of other years, 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 hanling opens them alone.

It's not snow in the distance, because there's a smell coming.

Meihua Geng Xin

In the twelfth month and a half, I already feel the plum blossoms.

If you don't believe this Spring Festival Gala, everyone will watch it in the snow.

Plum blossoms in Zhenshiyuan are in full bloom.

Sitting in the flowers, the sunset is late, and there are thousands of fragrant snow.

There have been no good sentences since spring, and the stick has suddenly become a poem.

Lu you, plum blossom quatrains

There is a gentle breeze among the flowers in Dao Mei, and snow drifts are all over four mountains.

How can we incarnate hundreds of billions? A plum blossom blooms.

Wang Wei, one of the miscellaneous poems

You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .

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 make up the previous songs and listen to the new Yang Liuzhi.

Bai Juyi, a newly planted plum blossom

Seven new plums have been planted by the pool, and they should be checked when they arrive.

Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.