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What senses did plum blossom and night snow mobilize to write?
Wang Anshi's Plum Blossom describes plum blossoms with two senses: vision and smell. Bai Juyi's Night Snow describes night snow with visual and auditory senses.

Night snow

Tang Bai Juyi

This night, the pillow was ice, which surprised me. I saw the light snow outside the window.

It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time. (visual, auditory)

Night Snow (Prose)

Mingyuan middle road

It snowed heavily at night, and I was blocked by rain and snow when I wanted to get on the boat and go to Shashi. However, snow knocks, jingles and dark windows in the bamboo. It is also boring to read a few books at will. I sigh that every time I have the desire to go, I can't go again, but I am popular and let go. Lu Zhi said you can't send your dreams anywhere. (visual, auditory)

Chinese plum

Don Cui Daorong

At first, there was snow in the calyx, so it was difficult to draw a picture alone. There is rhyme in the fragrance, which is extremely cold.

Come to listen to the flute sorrow, but lean on the disease. The new (anti-) wind is easily destroyed if interpreted. (sight, smell, hearing)

Chinese plum

Wang Song Anshi

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. (sight, smell)

Chinese plum

Song Chen Liang

The branches are thin and the calyx is pearl-shaped. When a flower blooms, a hundred flowers bloom and the garden is full of spring.

If you want to spread the message of spring, you are not afraid of snow burial. In di, take three fang, Dong Jun is advocated. (visual, auditory)

Chinese plum

Song luyou

The trees in the ice cliff and snow valley have not sprouted yet, and the creation has broken the wasteland to open this flower. God's whole shape is withered, and Zhuang's righteousness knows innocence.

Gao Jian's politicians were full of worries, so they gave up their worries. Moving the roots into the garden is also a plan. The bamboo fence hut is really my home.

Self-doubt and self-commitment in life, beauty is beyond praise. The golden bottle is green and the gourd ladle is vulgar, and the campfire tastes Jiangnan tea. (visual)

Chinese plum

Nan Tang Li Yu

Diligent transplantation of land, curved threshold and small fence edge. A total of about heavy fang day, and worry.

Clear the way against the wind and irrigate the cold spring by the moon. Unexpectedly, before and after the flowers, the moth eyebrows are incomplete.

Dong Jun knew nothing about the loss of the fireworks master. What's the use of incense? Last year. (sight, smell)

Chinese plum

Yu Xin in the Northern Zhou Dynasty

In the twelfth month and a half, I already feel the plum blossoms. I don't believe that this year's Spring Festival Evening, everyone will come to see it.

The tree hangs on the ice, and the branches are cold. If I had known I couldn't find it, I really regretted the clothes list. (Vision and touch are temperature perception)

Chinese plum

Song Dong Goss

Water, light and moonlight are the most suitable, and the forest is alone in the twilight. There is a letter in the spring of the world, and there is no poem in the lonely mountain.

Singing the wind, the sea crane sleeps in the clear shadow, knocking on the old branches of Xue Cun's children. The world only knows that the tripod is expensive, and the mystery is quiet. Who will obey the rules? (visual)

Chinese plum

Songcaixiang

The warmth of the day has been in full bloom, and it has been around 1000 times.

The spring breeze is full of emotion, accompanied by flowers coming and going. (sight, smell)

Chinese plum

Song Chen Huan

Yunlixi Bridge is a unique tree in spring. Guests come to wake up and make up.

Only by seeing the smell of the accident can we believe that Liu Hou is like a woman. (visual)

Chinese plum

Qingwangzhong

The lonely pavilion is cold and plum, and the spring breeze is long.

All the flowers in the old garden are gone, and a flower by the river is blooming. (visual)