1, scattered into mud, ground into dust, only the fragrance remains. -"Yongmei" Lu You
2, flowers are flying all over the sky, and the red fragrance is broken. -"Burying Flowers" Lin Daiyu
3, falling out of the water, worrying about a thousand kinds, speechless and complaining about the east wind. -"The West Chamber" Wang Shifu
4. The grass is delicious and English is rich and colorful. -"Peach Blossom Garden" Tao Yuanming
5, falling red is not a heartless thing, turning into spring mud to protect flowers. -"Ji Hai Zashi No.5" Gong Zizhen