The days to the plum tops do not come out of the hall, the fragrance of the country has not been allowed to the world to know.

Attentive to the wax drops, but sealed, stolen by the frost wind to break a branch.

Song Huang Tingjian short rhyme to beg the wax plum

Crouching cloud Zhuang on the remnants of the flowers smile, the fragrance is like early plum bloom is not late.

The light-colored spring shirt is a windy day, so I'll send it to you to write a new poem.

Huang Tingjian of the Northern Song Dynasty begged for wax plums from Zhang Zhongmou

We heard that the wild plums behind the temple had sprouted, and the fragrance was dyed into a palace-like yellow.

I don't want to fold it to cover my old eyes, I want to know the color of spring to the pond.

Song Lin Yizhi, the reward for the supervisor of the town of Liangzhang Hui Lap-mei Shi

Lap-mei good flower branch idle, the official pavilion Chuchu years of the appendage.

Thinking about the poor winter loss of feelings, grateful for the fragrance of the face.

It is not the case that the standard is not as good as the bone, the wild fall may not be able to prohibit this cold.

Who believes in the fish and salt?

Song Zheng Gangzhong Lap-mei

Onyx fairy changed into a new dress, lightly dyed the same yellow before spring.

It is the first time that I have ever seen a woman in the world who has been in love with a woman, and it is the first time that I have ever seen a woman in the world who has been in love with a woman.

Song Wang Yang Zheng Gu Daohui, two poems of waxed plums

Long hanging moon cape, not the heavenly steps, Jian as a golden bell should be the law of gray.

There is no place in the world for language, so I'm looking for poems from heaven.

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There is a kind of good name, and it is opened in the wax of honey.

Snowflakes do not dare to be confused with the true color, style are not the cause of plum.

Qing Liu Hao Guang Qun Fang spectrum

Small window quiet day gallbladder ancient, long corridor snow pearl curtains hanging.

One branch of a few cases who set, will feel the spring of the eyelashes.

Song wax plum Dong Qi Gao

The rigid stripes are sealed by the frozen flies, and the strong leaves will be zero proud of this winter.

The seed in the chime can be chewed, the heart of the sandalwood fragrance is strong, the first time to be tolerated.

The root of the plant is in the sun, the spring breeze penetrates, the bottle is leaning on the sunny window, the sun is thick.

The same dusk and shadow, hanging know the water and the moon are incompatible.