Frost and winter rhyme, a bunch of spring solitude,
Have a graceful demeanour stand proudly, Leng Yun sleeve is thin,
Unswervingly, the dream is still homesick, and life and death depend on each other!
Plum House in Plum House, Plum Fairy in Plum House; Plum immortals plant plum trees and drink them. When they wake up, they just sit in the flowers, and when they are drunk, they come to sleep under the flowers. Half-awake and half-drunk day after day, bloom flowers fall year after year. I would rather die of old age than bow down to the front of the car and horse; Cars, dust and horses are interesting, and hops are poor. If the poor are compared with the poor, one is in the ground and the other is in the sky; If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will drive me away from leisure. Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it. There are no tombs of the Five Tombs, no flowers, no wine, no hoes and no fields.
Is Qiangmei alone? How can I add it to the poem if you don't tell me?