Plum blossom poems in winter

The poem Plum Blossom in Winter is as follows:

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. Ride the wind in the stream and stay in the stream for the month. Shame, peach is like blood. Look in the mirror every day, make it, relax and be soft. Plum Blossoms: There are some plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. The plum blossom that blooms alone in winter is Rainbow Anshi.

In the ninth year of Xining, after Wang Anshi was dismissed, he was disheartened and retreated to Zhongshan, and the reforms he had been insisting on were forced to give up. His loneliness and hardships are like plum blossoms. But even though he is lonely and difficult, Wang Anshi still insists on his inner nobility and persistence, much like plum blossom: standing in a secluded or even barren corner, breaking through the cold and quietly opening up, sending rich fragrance to the world from a distance.

What is the beauty of Yan Boshe's observation of plum blossoms? Praise the plum blossom 360 degrees without dead ends. The color of plum blossoms is very beautiful. Plum blossoms are like snow when they bloom, and they are like snow when they wither. Of all the flowers, they are the most wonderful. The fragrance of plum blossoms is pleasant. The fragrance of plum blossoms is not in the stamens or calyx, but floating out of the bones, with a thorough fragrance.

The shape of plum blossom is very beautiful, and its branches and leaves are sparse and fragrant, which is different from ordinary kitsch flowers. "Ruihexian Fu Mei": The frost and cold of geese penetrate the curtain. The moon is protected by light clouds, and the tender ice is still thin. The stream was swept by a comb. If you want to make fragrant powder, it is difficult to learn gorgeous makeup. Jade muscle is thin. It's heavy, and it has dragons on it. Leaning against the east wind, I smiled and looked forward to the shame.

Loneliness. Where is the home mountain, the garden behind the snow and the castle by the water? Old testament of yaochi. Who does Li Hong rely on more? Pink butterflies only solve, look for peaches and willows, and bloom all over the south branch without feeling. But sad, cold dusk, painted several angles. The plum blossoms in Xin Qiji's works are heroic and bloody, rather sad.