The beginning of plum blossom poetry in winter

If the wind blows, it is easy to destroy. -Cui Daorong's Plum Blossom

When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes. -Mao Zedong's "Yongmei"

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. -"Mei" by Wang Anshi

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." -Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei Yi in the Mountain Garden"

Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual. -Lu You's "Yongmei"