Bingqing Jade is drunk and charming,
Daiyu has a peerless appearance.
The children's feelings are charming and charming,
The poets and poets are in love!
The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow
The cliffs are already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and there are still pretty flowers and branches. Relatives and friends in Luoyang are asking each other, and a heart of ice is cold in the jade pot of ice spring. The condensation is gone, the condensation cannot pass through the sound. I pause to bite the snow and drink the ice. It is doubtful to change my bones. I can forget the Guan Ying's words in the years when I am playing with beads and jade. The ice is flowing under the ice of the deep throat spring, and the vast sea is hundreds of feet long. The ice is thick and gloomy. (Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital, Cen Shen) Verses from Bai Haitang's poem in "A Dream of Red Mansions":
Xue Baochai's poem: Rouge washes out the shadow of autumn steps, and ice and snow bring out the soul.
Jia Baoyu's poem: Taizhen ice makes a shadow when he comes out of the bath, and he holds the Xizi jade in his heart as his soul.
Lin Daiyu's poem:
The Xiang curtain is half-closed and the door is half-closed, and the ice is crushed into earth and jade for the basin.
The pistils of the stolen pear are three-thirds white, and the soul of the plum blossom is borrowed.
The immortal in the Moon Cave sews his silk gown, and the resentful girl in autumn wipes away the traces of her cry.
I am shy and silent to complain to someone, I am already fainting in the westerly night on a tired chair.