A beautiful poem that describes people with flowers.

Mao Zedong

Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring.

It is already a cliff full of ice, and there are beautiful flowers.

Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.

When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.

Chinese plum

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.

Fresh and refined lotus

The lotus leaf skirt is cut in monochrome, and the hibiscus opens to both sides of the face.

When you stroll into the pool, you can't see it, but when you hear this song, you feel someone coming.

Three words in a clear tone

Lipper

Clouds need clothes, flowers and capacity, and spring breeze blows the threshold to show wealth.

If it weren't for the head of Yushan Mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon.

A red dew incense, heartbroken in vain.

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.

Famous flowers fall in love and laugh like kings.

Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is listless in the north.

Xuemeisong 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 piece of Mei Xiang.