Guimi rock ash, pear thin, leaf red. Gao Jiang was cold. Look at it, so he went back to his tent.
Steal pear cores, borrow a wisp of plum blossom soul Lin Daiyu.
Pear blossoms on the river bank
-Don Bai Juyi
Pear flowers have thoughts and leaves, and a tree annoys you to death.
Most like a widow, with white makeup sleeves and a blue gauze skirt.