These plum blossom poems are like the painter's magic pen, depicting the pride and beauty of plum blossoms to the fullest. Let us immerse ourselves in this sea of poetry, feel the charm and power of plum blossoms, and taste the beauty and true meaning of life.
Plum Blossoms" Song Wang Anshi.
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.
Wang Anshi's plum blossoms, lonely and tenacious, have become a bright color in winter. Despite being covered in cold snow and ice, plum blossoms bloom on their own, emitting a faint fragrance that seems to tell the world that the beauty and power of life can bloom even in the toughest of times.
Xuemei" Song Lu Meipo.
Mei Xue did not refuse to descend in spring, and the pen fee of the Sao Ren Pavilion was commented.
The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance.
Plum and snow, one white and one fragrant, reflect each other, just like two beauties in winter, each with its own merits, each enchanting. Snow, with its flawless white form, covers the earth, bringing peace and tranquility to the world. And Mei, not afraid of the cold, stands proudly in the snow, with its unique fragrance, brings a trace of vitality and vitality to the world.
In the cold winter wind, plum and snow perform a beautiful dance together, bringing life to the earth. They tell us in their own way that the beauty in life is often hidden in these seemingly mundane details. As long as we feel and appreciate it with our hearts, we will find that beauty is actually all around us.
White Plum Yuan Wang Mian.
In the ice and snow forest, different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered.
Baimei, standing proudly alone in the ice and snow forest, does not compete with the peach and plum in spring, does not compete with the group, like a high hermit, quietly blooms its beauty, silently conveys the message of spring.
Baimei is not only an external performance, but also an inner character and spirit. It interprets a noble, elegant, and indomitable spirit, and has become a model and example in people's hearts. 04
Ode to the Teachings
Zen Master Tang Huang Tiler.
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 Huang Ti's "Ode to the Teachings in the Upper Hall" is full of Zen and wisdom, and it reveals the hardships and hardships that must be passed on the path of cultivation in a refined language.
Life in the world is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. Everyone strives to move forward on their own path, seeking liberation and freedom. As the poem says, "How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without a cold bone." Only after the baptism of the cold can the plum blossom bloom with an intoxicating fragrance. In the same way, only by experiencing the trials and tribulations of life can we taste the true meaning and beauty of life.
Early Spring" Song Bai Yu Toad.
Only two or three flowers were put on the south branch, and the snow was fragrant and powdery.
The light smoke is thick with the moon, and the water is deep and the sand is shallow.
Song Bai Yuchan's poem "Early Spring" depicts the scene of early spring with delicate brushstrokes. In the poem, the south branch has just bloomed two or three flowers, and it already exudes a faint fragrance in the snow, as beautiful as pink makeup. The breath of early spring, the faint smoke and the thick moonlight intertwine to form a beautiful picture.
Through this poem, we can not only appreciate the magic of nature, but also feel the vitality and infinite possibilities of life.
Luomei" Song Lu You.
The snow abuse wind is more and more awe-inspiring, and the temperament in the flower is the strongest.
Outdated and self-congruent drifted away, and shame begged for mercy to Dongjun.
Drunk and broken one or two branches, you might as well peach and plum at the right time.
The ice and snow have always been tight, who is the force of the spring return?
Lu You's "Falling Plum" has become a masterpiece in Yongmei's poetry with its profound philosophy and unique artistic charm. In the poem, Lu You uses the tenacity and nobility of plum blossoms to express his attitude towards life and spiritual pursuit.
The whole poem takes the image of plum blossoms as the carrier, and shows Lu You's attitude and spiritual pursuit of life through rich imagery and vivid descriptions.
This spirit and pursuit is not only a praise for plum blossoms, but also a reflection and perception of life. It inspires us to stick to our beliefs and ideals, move forward bravely, and bloom our beauty on the road of life, no matter how many difficulties and setbacks we encounter.
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The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring.
It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches.
Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring.
When the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes.
Where will spring go, and when will winter come? Everything in the world is orderly, and plum blossoms are proud of the snow.
The beauty of plum blossoms is not only her appearance, but also her spirit. She told us that no matter how difficult the environment is, as long as we have faith and perseverance, we can overcome everything. She used her life to interpret the value and meaning of life.
This is the plum blossom, this is life. Open in the cold, smile in the warmth, always tough, always beautiful. 08
Plum Blossoms" Song Wang Anshi.
There is a plum tree in front of the white jade hall, which is scattered for whom.
Only the spring breeze is the most cherished, and it returns once a year.
The plum blossoms in Wang Anshi's pen seem to be a graceful and arrogant woman, standing quietly in front of the white jade hall, silently blooming her beauty. She doesn't ask for rewards, she doesn't open for anyone, just for that tenacity and perseverance, standing alone in the cold winter.
Plum blossoms are a bright color in the cold winter and a prelude to spring. She uses her beauty and tenacity to interpret the true meaning of life. She tells us that life is not a blind pursuit of prosperity and liveliness, but a search for its own value and meaning in loneliness and tenacity.
Snow Queen in the Mountains" Qing Zheng Xie.
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.
The world after the snow in the mountains is always so quiet and beautiful. Zheng Xie stood in front of the door, and the scenery in front of him was like an ink painting, fresh and profound. The silence of the mountains after the snow is shattered only by the occasional birdsong and the murmur of a stream in the distance.
He closed his eyes and breathed deeply in the freshness and serenity. He felt as if his soul had been washed by the snow, clear and bright. He knew that this beauty and serenity would always remain in his heart and become the most precious treasure of his life.
Qing Pingle - Song Li Qingzhao.
In the snow every year, plum blossoms are often drunk.
There is no good intention to sweep the plum blossoms, and win the tears of the clothes.
This year, Xiao Xiao has two temples.
Look at the late wind, so it should be difficult to see plum blossoms.
This year, Xiao Xiao has two temples. Li Qingzhao was in a foreign land, the years were like a shuttle, his temples were white, looking at the snowflakes falling outside the window, an inexplicable melancholy surged in his heart. She remembered the days when she was drunk with snow in the past, when she was young and in her prime, and now, she can only face the wind, frost, snow and rain alone at the ends of the earth.
The years are flying, and life is like a dream. Li Qingzhao couldn't help but sigh at the passage of time and the impermanence of life. However, life goes on, and time does not stop because of one's grief.