"Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei" by Lu You
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.
I have no intention of fighting for spring, but I will let everyone be jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.
The quality of plum blossoms symbolizes noble sentiments.