2. I heard plum blossoms and breeze, and snow drifts spread all over four mountains. How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance? (Mei Lu You)
The quiet steps in the mountains are magical, and it is late at night. A plum blossom is annoying on the highest branch. (Tan Mei's "Yang Wanli")
4.
The soothsayer Yongmei, the soothsayer of Lu You,
Broken bridge outside the column,
Loneliness has no master.
It's dusk, I'm alone,
It is windy and rainy.
Have no intention of fighting for spring.
A group of people are jealous.
Scattered into mud, crushed into ash,
Only the fragrance remains the same.