Chapter 115 The plum needs to be as white as the snow, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of incense

In this snowflakes flying in the country of Ximu, what is the most precious? Winter is the time for snow plums to bloom!

On the snowy snow, there is a blank space! The blood-red plum blossoms stand proudly, and the flowers look so elegant against the background of the snow. Plum does not compete for spring, under the severe winter snow, only plum can be proud in the wind and snow, so gorgeous. Just like our destiny, it is only in the face of adversity that we can take root and thrive!

White with red, like a girl in red flying in the snow!

Endless white with a little bit of red, hehe, how ridiculous! This heavy snow is telling him that there can only be hatred in this life!

Sanjiu cold and summer, wind, frost and snow, red plum blooming, constantly proud of thousands of miles of snowy plateau, angry at the top of the Tianshan Mountains, despising the endless glacier red rocks, red plum blossoms in full bloom, with bright red petals like blood to laugh at the arrival of spring.

Plum, it, without the grace and luxury of peony, the national color is fragrant; There is no enchanting beauty of epiphany, and the country is captivating; There is no elegant fragrance of lotus flowers, "out of the mud without staining". But it has its own unique beauty: ice is clear and jade, sparse and elegant!

In the silver of the earth, it exudes a faint fragrance. The plum blossoms are proud of the wind and snow, and the colder and stronger the character is admirable. It has a unique beauty in the cold wind. A faint fragrance, although it does not have the fragrance of osmanthus for ten miles, but it has its own special beauty.

In the cold winter, alone in the face of the cold north wind, endure the biting cold, only the plum blossom blooms alone, it is the strongest, the most tenacious flower, although it does not have the grace and luxury of roses, there is no fragrance of gardenias, and there is no magnificence of peony, but it relies on the ordinary simplicity, backbone beauty to spread in the world, it is not afraid of cold, not afraid of hardship, through frost and snow, indomitable spirit red all over the world, famous all over the world, let painters to depict, let poets to praise, let the world to circulate.

Plum blossoms are different from other flowers, other flowers are afraid of difficulties, when encountering a little difficulty, bow their heads and fold their knots, can not be brave to overcome difficulties. In winter, everyone retreated, and in the warm spring, they woke up again, but the plum blossoms not only bloomed alone, but the vitality was also very tenacious, very much like a person!

Snow or plum, who is more beautiful?

Snowflakes are beautiful crystals that cling together in clumps as they fall, forming snow flakes. Individual snowflakes are usually as large as millet, fluttering in the air like catkins, and some are large, like goose feathers, and snow flakes fall from the air. The snowflakes are so light that they don't feel anything when they fall on people. No matter how light and small the snowflake is, how wonderful it is, its crystalline body is regularly hexagonal, so the ancients had the saying that "there are more than five flowers of plants and trees, and six snowflakes are alone". How beautiful and light the snowflakes are! It would be a pleasure to see the land covered with snow and the trees covered in silver again.

Pieces of small snowflakes are as light as smoke, as pure as jade, and as white as silver, fluttering and sprinkling, one after another, falling from the sky, kissing the earth after a long absence. The magnificent hexagonal petals, as light as smoke, as moist as jade, and as white as clouds, quietly fell to the earth, covering Mother Earth with a quilt. As far as the eye can see, the whole world is white like a fairytale kingdom of ice and snow. The branches of the trees that had lost their leaves were covered with sparkling silver bars.

Snow, as soft as clouds, as white as jade. Crystal clear snowflakes flutter in the sky, the streets are sprinkled with snow, and the houses are covered with snow. The whole earth turned into a silvery-white world. The snow, like a ball of goose feathers, makes the road white and flat. Look at the trees, covered with layers of snow, people walk on the snow, leaving a clear footprint behind them.

Freezing the earth, it tenaciously blooms beautiful flowers. Some are white and red, some are white and elegant, and some are pink like a sunset...... Thousands of postures, brilliant and fragrant, like clouds decorating the earth, embellished with the remnants of winter. The pink stamens exude a burst of fragrance, which is refreshing. "I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance", the fragrance is not comparable to other flowers. The jasmine aroma is too strong, even a little cheesy; The fragrance of chrysanthemums is too light, a little hidden, and as for the peony peony, it seems to be too luxurious. There is only a burst of plum blossom fragrance, which makes people refreshed.

Walking into Lingfeng, looking from a distance, I saw plum trees standing straight on the edge of the grass. The red plum trees seemed to have been dyed with paint, and the red plum trees looked like clusters of flames jumping. Gradually, I found that there were a few red plums still budding to be released, and there was a small hole in the bud, like a bottle cap, and like a shy little girl blushing; A few of them are still flower bones with their faces exposed; A few more are already fully open.

I have never seen a beautiful flower blooming when the ground is freezing and the weather is cold. They stand proudly in the cold wind against the snowflakes flying in the sky, the white and red, the petals are smooth and transparent, like carved from amber. It has a cold and elegant elegance. Some are as bright as the morning glow, and some are as white as snow, which is extremely beautiful. The flowers are translucent red, and the petals are smooth and transparent, like amber or jasper carving, a bit of ice and jade. Some are as bright as the morning glow, and some are as white as snow...... Plum blossoms may bloom early or late. Some are shy to be released, pink buds, fresh and lovely, some have just bloomed, there are a few small bees into it, greedily sucking pollen, some have been in full bloom for a long time, pink and tender petals are lovely, plum blossoms are not delicate flowers, the colder, the more wind and snow pressure, the more spiritual and delicate the flowers.

Plum blossoms, small petals, thin and strong branches, a faint pink and white, wrapped around the fragrance of the body. It is a flower that blooms proudly in winter, a flower that looks more pure white in the snow, and a flower that cannot be suppressed by snowflakes. Yes, that's plum blossoms. A landscape that stands proudly in the winter snow.

It is a beautiful and empowering flower. Look, the bending and circling branches, the bright red petals, and the goose-yellow stamens form a delicate plum blossom. No matter how you look at it, it's a beautiful painting. It blooms proudly in the face of the cold wind, it is full of life, and the miserable white world is also alive - it is a flower that dares to challenge the cold, a flower that gives people strength, deep thinking and bravery, and a flower that makes people awe-inspired.

The snow fell one after another, and the snowflakes danced in the air in various postures, or flying, or circling, or falling straight and fast, and falling to the ground.

The winter solstice night is long, and the rain is endless, interpreting the lingering of heaven and earth. The rain fell, and the leaves fell, and the leaves fell, and the desolation of the land. Look at the cold wind slanting, the freezing rain is thin, the occasional trampling of muddy water whistling away, and the pedestrians staggering in the rain, the night sky is overflowing with warm dampness, rain, knocking on the dark roof tiles, and whistling cold wind, chanting and singing.

It's cold, it seems to say that it's cold, it's cold, a few days ago it was still warm and sunny, and a snowstorm came without warning. The cold caught people off guard. Just like me now, sitting here with cold hands and feet, chewing the cold air that keeps coming out of my heart, I keep saying that I am cold, but I have never been so cold as today, as if my heart has fallen into something all of a sudden. So heavy.

Plum blossoms bloom proudly. The colorful flowers are white like snow, red like fire, yellow like gold, and pink like the sun...... Dancing in the cold wind, ice heart and jade bones. Smell carefully, a fragrance can't help but rush to the face, fragrant bursts, elegant and fresh, and suddenly make people feel refreshed......

Plum blossoms are not like other flowers, and when spring comes, they never compete with them for a bright spring. And lo and behold! It blooms so brightly and charmingly in the cold winter. The petals are lubricated and transparent, a little icy and jade-clear. Those plum blossoms, some of which have just bloomed, are effectively bees flying in to collect pollen; Some are in full bloom, and the pink petals are lovely.

Plum blossoms, the ice branches are tender and green, the shadow is sparse and elegant, the flowers are beautiful, and the fragrance is pleasant. It is colorful, peach, goose yellow, snow white...... Numerous. Red as the morning glow, white as snow, green as jasper. A cluster here, a cluster there, it can really be described as "plum blossoms". Not only that, its layers of petals, in different colors, crimson like blood, and light red is not bad at all, giving people an illusion that the ancients' "lovely crimson love light red" is not to describe peach blossoms, but to describe plum blossoms. Not to mention the white plum, it is far from enough to describe it with gorgeous words and phrases such as jade snow sculpture, ice muscle and jade bone, elegant and refined.

I was intoxicated by the beauty of the red plum when suddenly there was a faint aroma behind me. It turned out that I had a plum tree behind me. In the distance, I saw that the plum tree was blooming with a lot of white plums, white and white, as if covered with snow on a tree, and like white butterflies playing on the branches. Nearby, the flower is like a silver bowl holding a golden bowl, the petals are snow-white, and the stamens are golden and yellow, which is more beautiful than the red plum.

Plum blossoms are the most otherworldly flowers. Some are small and exquisite, and they are cute and cute; Some of them are shy, and they answer shyly; Some are dignified and generous, full of beauty...... Coupled with the strange fragrance of plum blossoms, it is really lovely.

The earth exudes an alluring fragrance, one that is more than a hundred birds singing! The bag makes people intoxicated than the autumn rain, and it can make people penetrate the heart, which is a noun of beauty, and it is an intoxicating narcotic winter! It is a noun for the withering of all things, but it is also a messenger bird before all things wake up! That's – snow. Pieces of snow fall overhead, and you will feel a burst of relaxation, as if every nerve is jumping happily......

The sunlight was filtered by the layers of leaves, and it leaked into a faint round and gently swaying halo on him.

The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and the heavens and the earth are so one that only a patch of silver can be seen, as if the whole world was decorated with silver.

The plum needs to be three points white, but the snow loses the plum fragrance!