Wang Qi in Song Dynasty
First remove the residual makeup of plum powder and coat it with new red begonia.
It's time for the tea tree to bloom, and a little thorn grows on the berry wall.
Living in the east of Dinghui Garden, there are flowers all over the mountain, and there is a kind of begonia, which the natives don't know how expensive it is. Su Shi in Song Dynasty
Jiangcheng is rich in vegetation, and only famous flowers are bitter and lonely.
Laugh at the bamboo fence, peaches and plums are always full of customs.
I also know that creation has profound significance, so I sent a beautiful woman to an empty valley.
Nature, wealth is the appearance of nature, not waiting for the golden plate to recommend China's house.
Su Shi, a begonia in Song Dynasty
The east wind is full of worship, and the fragrant fog turns to the corridor.
I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep at night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.
The following is taken from A Dream of Red Mansions.
Tan Chun's ode to Bai Hai Tang
The setting sun is cold and the grass is heavy, and the moss is full of rain pots. Jade is harder than pure spirit, and snow is easier to forget.
My heart is weak, and my beautiful image is marked in the middle of the night. Don't say that immortals can feather, but sing dusk with me.
Baochai's ode to Bai Hai Tang
During the day, cherish Fang Zi and cover the door, and join hands with the urn to fill the moss basin. Rouge washes away the shadow of the autumn platform, and ice and snow absorb the soul.
Only when you are weak can you know that flowers are more colorful, but when you are sad, you can get jade without trace. If you want to pay for the cleaning in Bai Di, you will get dizzy if you don't talk about Tingting.
Baoyu's ode to the white sea
Autumn colors reflect the heavy doors, and seven sections are full of snow. Taking a bath is too real to shoot a shadow, holding the heart of the jade as the soul.
The morning breeze does not disperse a thousand sorrows, and the rain adds a tear. Deliberately leaning on the painting column, clearing the anvil and blaming the flute to send you to dusk.
Dai Yu's ode to Bai Hai Tang
Half-rolled curtains cover the door, and the ice is ground into earth jade as a basin. Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul.
The moon cave fairy sews robes, and the woman who always wipes crow marks in my heart in autumn. Who is shy and silent? I'm tired of leaning against the west wind at night.
Xiang Yun's Ode to Bai Hai Tang (I)
The immortal went to Doumen yesterday and planted a pot of lantian jade. Naturally, frost moths prefer cold, and their souls leave Guan Qian.
Autumn covers the snow, and rain stains add night marks. But I like the poet's tireless singing, which makes my loneliness ache.
Xiang Yun's Ode to Bai Hai Tang (Ⅱ)
It is appropriate to have a corner and a basin. Flowers are hard to find a mate because they are happy and clean, and people are easy to break their souls because of autumn sadness.