Tang Meihua (Wang Anshi)
Count the plums in the corner. Ling cold drives alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
Koike Song (Yang Wanli)
Water flows out from the source, thin and quiet.
The shade of trees shines on the water, loving sunshine and tenderness.
Slender lotus leaves, not yet unfolded, hardly appear.
When a dragonfly landed on its tip.
Caotang (Bai Juyi)
Leave the garden to eat grass.
It withers and grows once a year.
Wildfire can't put it out.
Spring breeze brings it back to life.
Weeds are overgrown in the distance, and the ancient road spreads out.
Sunny green connects the dry towns.
Farewell to our son who is a wanderer again.
Sad, sad parting exuberant
Yang Liuzhi Ci Tang (Bai Juyi)
A tree has thousands of branches in the spring breeze, as soft as gold and as soft as silk.
Always in the west corner of Fengfang, never a day, whose willow is this?
Dream of Song Dynasty (Li Qingzhao)
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine.
Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Huanxisha Poge (Li Qingzhao)
Rub the gold and cut it into layers of jasper leaves. The spirit of grace, such as Yan Fu, is too bright.
Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough. Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless. (writing osmanthus)
Partridge in Song Dynasty (Li Qingzhao)
Plain, light, soft, fragrant only when it is far away. Why light blue and deep red? This is a first-rate flower.
Plums will be jealous, chrysanthemums will be ashamed, and the Mid-Autumn Festival will be crowned in the painting column. The poet can think mercilessly, why didn't he receive it in those days? (Osmanthus fragrans)
Xijiang Yuemei Song (Su Shi)
Jade bone's melancholy fog has its own fairy wind. The sea fairy hangs her green hair upside down when she sends out a fragrant cluster.
Plain face turns pink, and red lips do not fade when washing makeup. The high sentiment has vanished, and I don't dream with Lihua.
Singing Orange Songs in Huanxisha (Su Shi)
Chrysanthemum withered all night because of frost, and new shoots and green leaves shone on the forest.
The thatched cottage on the bamboo fence is green and yellow. The fragrant mist is shocking and half broken.
The spring is full of teeth. Wu Ji's hand is still fragrant after three days.
Shan Yuan Xiao Song Mei (Linbu)
All the fragrant people shook off their brilliance and occupied all the amorous feelings of the small garden.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden jars.