Are there any words about May?

Broken bridge outside the column,

Loneliness has no master.

It's dusk, I'm alone,

It is windy and rainy.

Have no intention of fighting for spring,

A group of people are jealous.

Scattered into mud, crushed into ash,

Only the fragrance remains the same.

Lu you's plum blossom quatrains

The flowers are full of wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.

How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?

Lu Meipo's Xue Mei.

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 kind of plum fragrance.

Wang Mian's White Eyebrows

This body is in a forest of ice and snow, different from peaches and plums.

Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered like a dry spring in Wan Li.

Wang Mian's Plum Blossoms under the Moon

The south branch is inclined to the north, and the north branch has seen the old south branch.

One of them is amazing, and thousands of them are amazing.

Lin Bu's Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden

Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful.

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

George's Xun Mei

Several villages before and after winter,

Frost on the north and south sides of the stream,

On the lonely mountain under the tree.

Where does the cold wind come from?

Meet suddenly.

Wine awakens cold dreams,

Xiao hurts spring.

The moon is pale yellow.

Lu Meipo's Xue Mei.

Xue Mei will not surrender for the sake of spring,

Comment on the poet's contribution fee.

The snow in May is three points white,

Snow loses plum fragrance.

Yang Wanli's Looking at Plums in the Snow

Small trees and plum blossoms bloom all night,

Snowflakes invaded the morning and the flowers came back.

That is, non-snowflakes urge plum blossoms,

The name of snow is plum blossom.

Branches blow on their heads,

Princess Jade went to Yaotai by the moon.

There is snow in the world,

Even the snow and ice brought Egypt.

Xiao Mei in Lin Hejing is in the mountain garden.

All the fragrant stones fall alone,

Occupy the amorous feelings of the small garden.

Thin shadow, horizontal oblique water, shallow water,

Dim fragrance floats in the dusk.

Frostbirds stole their eyes before they wanted to go down,

Pink butterflies are like acquaintances.

Fortunately, there is something to whisper,

Don't need sandalwood gold bottle.

Lu Meipo's Xue Mei.

Snow without plum and spirit,

Snow without poetry.

Sunset poems are covered with snow all day,

Make ten springs with Mei.

Yongmei, Mao Zedong

Wind and rain send spring home,

Flying snow welcomes the spring.

It's already a cliff full of ice,

There are still beautiful flowers.

Joe doesn't fight for spring,

Only spring. When the mountain flowers are in full bloom,

She smiled among the flowers.

Li Qingzhao's The Fisherman's Pride

Knowing spring in the snow,

Cold plums adorn delicate branches,

Sweet face, half-open, charming,

In court,

Jade bath new makeup.

Nature may be intentional,

So, teach the bright moon a little more exquisitely.

Green ants are rewarded together,

Don't stop getting drunk,

This flower is not comparable to the flowers in the group.

Although there are poems and songs, please accept them.