The cursive text in the photo reads vertically from the right:
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.
I have no intention of fighting for spring, but I will let everyone be jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.
Lu You's "Yong Mei"
Bingshen Early Summer Month
Chu Jizhen wrote it in Beijing
As for how well it was written, it depends on me I can't help you if I'm not good at it!