Plum blossoms are not afraid of frost and snow, blooming before the flowers, bringing spring to the world, but not competing for spring. The steadfast character, optimistic spirit, beautiful demeanor and distant fragrance of plum blossoms are irresistible. Since ancient times, there have been many poems about plum blossoms, although they are written about plums, but they also reveal the Zen of life and life. Read it carefully, and there is another flavor. The dust is very tired, and the rope head is tightly done. Without a cold bone, how to get the plum blossom fragrance. - Zen Master Tang Huang Bai, "Ode to the Teachings of the Upper Hall".
This poem was originally written by a famous Zen master, and it is also my favorite plum blossom poem. It is full of philosophy and wisdom of life, but it is as plain as words. It's so easy to get rid of dust, you have to work hard to get what you want. Just like plum blossoms, if it is not for the bone-chilling cold, how can it bloom proudly and exude a refreshing dark fragrance? Everything has a cause and an effect, and if you want to get more, you must work tirelessly and work hard! Why do people know so quickly when plum blossoms bloom? That's because its aroma can't be stopped. There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. - Song Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms" There are a few plum blossoms in the corner, blooming alone in the cold. From afar, I knew that it was not snow, but plum blossoms, because I could already smell its faint fragrance! The plum blossom is silent, but the fragrance is the best way for it to prove itself, and it inspires us that you just have to bloom, which is more important than anything else. 
The plum blossoms bloom in the cold, not for anyone's praise, and to do what they think is worthwhile, in exchange for the spring return of the earth. A flower has the spirit of a flower, a person has a person's value, born with all things, do your best, and never give up. My family washes the inkstone pond tree, and the flowers bloom with light ink marks. Don't let people praise the color, only leave the air full of goodness. - Yuan Wang Mian "Momei".
There is a plum tree by the inkstone pond in my house. When the plum blossoms open, the flowers are also stained with faint ink marks. I don't need others to praise it for its beautiful color, but I just want to spread the fragrance to every corner of the world. The difference of Momei is also a portrayal of the poet's heart. I am who I am, why should I be like everyone else? The weather is cold, the flowers are withering, but at this time, the plum blossoms are blooming. The people and things in the world can only be seen most clearly when a person is at his most depressed. The scabies did not come for half a month, and gradually opened when the gall came. The world has not been close for a long time, and the year is cold and then begins to know Mei. - Song Fangyue, "Watching Plums".
Before I knew it, I had been sick for half a month and I didn't come here. By the time I came back, the plum blossoms were already in full bloom. I can't help but sigh with emotion, sending charcoal in the snow is rare, and the friendship in the world is always easy to wither. However, the colder the season, the more fearless the plum blossoms are, and they gradually bloom one by one. They don't dislike my sickness and poverty, they don't fear the frost and snow in winter, and they smile so innocently that they seem to comfort me! 
Plum blossoms are never afraid of the cold and do not wait until spring to bloom. Because it is convinced that it is spring. She is ashamed of her shame, and she sees the spirit from the end of the road. Under the cliffs in the depths of the streams and mountains, the number of points is not borrowed from spring. - Qing Ning Tiaoyuan's "Early Plum".
Plum blossoms bloom the earliest, unlike those spring flowers, although they are purple and red, but they do not have the courage to go into the world alone, and can only be a conformist. The plum blossom blooms alone, even if it is the end, it has to break out of the world. Look at the mountains and rivers, under the vast cliffs, a few plum blossoms are blooming, although it has not yet become a climate, but it is also eye-catching. It never touches the light of spring, but relies on its own strength to bring back a beautiful spring! White plum blossoms are very similar to winter snow, and it is always difficult to distinguish between the superior and the low. Some people prefer plum, others prefer snow. And a truly objective person can see both their strengths and their shortcomings. Mei Xue did not refuse to descend in spring, and the saucy people put aside the pen fee to comment on the chapter. The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance. - Song Lu Meipo, "Snow Plum".
Both plum blossoms and snowflakes think that they have taken advantage of the spring, and neither of them will admit defeat. For thousands of years, literati and artists have also found it difficult to do so, and their evaluations have been mixed. If you want me to say, this is actually very simple, plum blossoms are not as white and crystal as snowflakes, and snowflakes do not have the fragrance of plum blossoms. Whether it's plum or snow, you don't have to be proud, you don't have to be inferior, everyone has their own shining point! 
Plum blossoms into Zen, snowflakes fluttering in the cold winter season, plum blossoms decorate life, smell the fragrance, sink into their own thoughts. There is love in my heart, but it is also transparent and indifferent. The eaves fly a few pieces of snow, and the bottle inserts a plum. The boy knocked out the chime, and the gentleman entered the setback. - Song Lu You's "Little Snow" There are a few snowflakes flying leisurely outside the eaves, and a bottle of beautiful plum blossoms is specially inserted in the house. The boy was striking the chime earnestly, making a clear and pleasant sound. And the gentleman who was contemplating his cultivation, listening to the chime and smelling the plum fragrance, his thoughts gradually returned to reality. What was he thinking? He didn't say it, but such self-consistency and self-satisfaction made his happiness, like the fragrance of flowers, fill his heart. There is Zen in the plum blossoms, and the slaughtering winter is, in the eyes of some, how boring and boring. However, perhaps this is also a good scenery in the eyes of others. The so-called feelings, more often than not, are what kind of eyes and what kind of mentality I use to see the world. When you open the door in the morning, the snow is full of snow, and the snow is clear and the sun is cold. The eaves flow is not dripping plum jelly, a kind of solitary is not idle. - Qing Zheng Xie's "After the Snow in the Mountains" got up early in the morning and opened the door, only to see heavy snow covering the mountains and rivers. After the snow, the clouds are faint, and even the sun is cold. The snow on the eaves has not yet melted, and the plum branches in the yard are still frozen. Such a scenery contains a cold, lonely atmosphere, which may not be appreciated by everyone, but I like it so much! 
The greatest Zen in the world is that things and I forget, and things and I are inseparable, which is not only love, but also relief. Wan Lai was silent, and the iron was nearly five watches. The incense is unstable and clear. Only the frost blooms with the moonlight. It should be cold at night. Annoyed that plum blossoms can't sleep. I read the plum blossom and miss me, and I care about it. I saw the ice full of jade bottles. - Song Huang Sheng, "Nanxiangzi Winter Night".
In the middle of the night, Wan Lai was silent, it was nearly five watches, and the quilt was still cold. The incense in the furnace has burned out, and the light is dim, bleak and cold, making people feel even more lonely. Outside the window, there was only the frost flower accompanied by the bright moonlight. On such a cold and lonely night, I think the plum blossom must be the same as me, and it must be unable to sleep because of its troubles. I'm thinking about plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are also thinking about me, we care about each other, and it's also the biggest warmth in the winter night. I deliberately got up to check, but saw that the water in the jade bottle had all condensed into ice! In life, there will always be surprises, no matter how many disappointments have been, no matter how dull it is now, please persevere, the next second, maybe surprises will come. The plum blossoms bloom in the snow, and the dark fragrance flies late at night. Sitting alone in front of the cold lamp, he suddenly opened his nostrils. ——Ming Hanshan Deqing, "The First Bloom of Plum Blossoms in the Snow".
On a snowy night, plum blossoms bloom silently. A dark fragrance pierced through the cold night and drifted into the distance. I was sitting alone under a cold lamp, when suddenly the fragrance of plum hit me and rushed into my nostrils, frightening people! 
There are always people who ask, spring is in **, and there are always people who are looking for it. In fact, spring is always on the way, and you will always meet it. Looking for spring all day long, there is no spring, and the shoes are all over the clouds. Returning to smile and smell the plum blossoms, spring has been very much in the branches. - Song Mouni's "Enlightenment Poems" is busy looking for spring all day long, but there is no shadow of spring. I searched and searched, walked through the clouds of Longtou, what is spring in**? I still feel lost. When I returned, I saw that the plum blossoms had already bloomed. I happily picked up the plum blossom and sniffed its fragrance deeply, isn't spring here? Spring is already in full swing! Flipping through these Zen-like plum blossom poems, in the dark fragrance that comes to my face, I understand more of the principles of the world, and my heart becomes firmer and more transparent. - the author -
He Yu, a woman who likes poetry, looks for beautiful details in the four seasons, and wishes time to leave warm memories.