What are the poems praising loquat?

Poems praising loquat are:

The drizzle makes the flowers of neem tree wet, and the south wind tree ripens loquat.

The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden.

With the help of Ye Lao and Shou Shou, the loquat matured.

Wan Li Qiaobian girls' school books, closed doors loquat flowers.

April loquat is not yellow, and I want to be confused in the mirror.

The specific translation is as follows:

The drizzle makes the flowers of neem tree wet, and the south wind tree ripens loquat.

The drizzle wet the flowers of the neem tree, and the fruit of each loquat tree gradually matured under the blowing of the south wind.

The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden.

In this pleasant weather, I gave a banquet and invited some friends to visit the East Garden and the West Garden. Picturesque scenery, particularly comfortable mood, enjoy drinking, some people are already drunk. Loquat in the garden is full of fruits, hanging on the tree like gold, just picking and drinking and tasting.

With the help of Ye Lao and Shou Shou, the loquat matured.

Seeing that I was idle, several old farmers invited me to the East Garden for a walk and said that the loquat was ripe.

Wan Li Qiaobian girls' school books, closed doors loquat flowers.

There lived a talented geisha near Wan Li Bridge, and her house was surrounded by loquat garlands. She lives in seclusion among loquat flowers.

April loquat is not yellow, and I want to be confused in the mirror.

The loquat in April is not mature yet, and I am upset in front of the mirror.