2. The leaves of osmanthus fragrans are late, and the shade of Qiu Guang is light. The decadent wind is still falling, and the flying night is still young.
The jade rope is low and the moon is short, and the golden duck burns incense. I suddenly remembered my hometown, felt very cold, and returned to my dream. -"Osmanthus fragrans"
3. I know the loneliness of osmanthus in the sky from a distance, and I want to ask Chang 'e.
The Moon Palace is fortunate to have a spare field, so why not plant two plants in the center. -"Dongcheng Gui"