Peach is rainy, willow is green and smoky.
Thousands of trees bloom in the east wind night, and the stars are like rain.
Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum blossom rain.
Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.
At that time, the moon was there, like a colorful cloud.
The green hills are still there, and the setting sun is a few degrees red.
The mountains are covered with Wei Yun, and the sky is even decaying.
Flowers wither, red apricots are small, swallows fly, and green water surrounds people.
Clouds need clothes, flowers need capacity, and spring breeze blows the threshold to show off China.