Modern poems about wintersweet

1. The text of "Seeing Plums in Shengen Temple"/Zhou Yongnian

People come and go in many fragrant countries, and birds hang upside down in Hua Xinfeng.

I prefer the water and light to reflect each other, and the shadows are oblique to support the waves.

2. The text of "Seven Laws: Appreciating Chimonanthus praecox"/Shi Yueqiang

On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the cold wind swept away the leaves, and I enjoyed seeing Chimonanthus praecox in the garden.

The golden flower shakes the bell lamp, and the purple core spreads its makeup exquisitely.

I'm not afraid of the harsh winter invading my bones, but I'm more eager to welcome the flying snow and spit out my heart.

it's hard to be brilliant when the heroes fade, and the morning paper will strive for self-improvement when spring comes.

3. The text of "Qilv Yongmei"/Woodming

In winter, when the corner is broken and the bridge is broken, the magpies in Sanlong are singing.

Plain and reserved, lying in the snow, standing in the cold and hugging the ice.

As a reward, the painter took pictures horizontally, and also wrote elegant notes with delicate fragrance.

I feel comfortable in the bone-smoothing cream, and I am happy to bring flowers to spring.

4. The article "Seven Laws. Lose Time"/Plum Blossom Snow

Time has gone back before I feel it, and there has never been a backflow in Dongshui.

The moon is silent, and the clouds change, while snuff hides her tears and makes her sad.

If poetry tastes sweet and bitter, don't go back to autumn in the early spring.

the situation is that the merchants are all thin in years, and it is difficult to collect the debts planted by compassion.

5. Seven Laws? Ode to Chimonanthus praecox/Zhang Wenbao

It's cool in winter, but it's cold and fragrant, looking up at Qiongya to send a guest.

the frost buds of the old dry branches are rising, and the tired birds are squatting in the grass nest.

when the wind blows over the ridge, I often look back, and I want to break my soul before the flowers fall.

I'm glad that Fangfei has a long hair, and I welcome guests in early spring with gold bottles.

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