1. Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by singing slightly, and we don’t need gold bottles made of sandalwood. ——"Little Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden" Lin Bu·Tang
Translation: Fortunately, I can chant in a low voice and get close to the plum blossoms. I don't have to knock on the sandalwood board to sing or drink from the golden cup to appreciate it.
2. The late night breeze is gentle and fragrant. I don't know when dawn comes and blooms all over, branching towards the south. ——From: "Plum Poppy: Seeing Plum Blossoms in Yizhou" by Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty
Translation: At the end of the night, I still can't smell the fragrance of plum blossoms, thinking that the plum blossoms have not bloomed yet; when I get up in the morning, I realize The branches facing south are already full of plum blossoms, which I didn’t expect.
3. When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, she smiled in the bush. ——"Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei" Mao Zedong
Translation: When the mountains and fields were full of flowers, she was smiling among the flowers.
4. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year’s flowers. ——"Recalling Plum Blossoms" by Li Shangyin·Tang
Translation: Winter plum blossoms are the most arousing people's resentment, and they are always regarded as flowers that bloomed last year.
5. How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without experiencing a bone-chilling cold? ——From: "Ode to a Discourse in the Hall" by Zen Master Huang He of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: Without going through the bone-chilling cold, how can there be the fragrance of plum blossoms?
6. There is no fancy attitude, but the spirit of snow. ——"Linjiang Fairy·Exploring Plum Blossoms" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
Translation: Plum blossoms do not have the bright and delicate appearance of ordinary spring flowers. What is presented to people is the charm of proud snow and cold resistance.
7. It was scattered into mud and dust, but only the fragrance remains the same. ——"Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei" Lu You·Song Dynasty
Translation: Even if it withers, is ground into soil, and turns into dust, the plum blossoms still emit wisps of fragrance as usual.