Poems of Cycas flowering

This poem is as follows:

1, Cycas blooms, it's not too late, old cotton tree, fragrant wind blows on the face: Cycas blooms late, but it also reflects the hope and achievements of hard work.

2. I am grateful to the wind and frost for drinking all my life. No matter how much money you have in your bag, you won't marry Hongbu to a prince, but you will always love Cycas: Yang Wanli represents his attitude and belief in life through the metaphor of Cycas blooming, and expresses his maintenance and persistence in the eternal spirit cherished by Yang Wanli.