Perhaps it was only after seeing Fanghua that I felt the beauty of youth. Peach blossoms in early spring, through the cold, meet plum blossoms and bloom for the second time. Like a delicate and charming girl, she came from the rainy lane described by Dai Wangshu. This gorgeous flower, like a flame, ignited the lovesickness of many young men. No wonder Du Fu said with emotion, "Too much wine hurts the lips and never tires.
Petals that gradually lose color, with the rain dripping, make this garden lack something. I can smell your fragrance through the smell of the earth. You are a living spirit, arousing people's attachment to the beauty of life.
Once upon a time, it was also the season of flowers blooming and falling. I stood by Xizi Lake in Jiangnan for a long time, near the Broken Bridge. You have blossomed your youth with peach blossoms and long wicker in Su Causeway. Outside the city of Gusu, at the head of the arch bridge, I saw you standing on the head of Wu Peng's boat, and the rain was beating your oil-paper umbrella, and it was fixed in the Jiangnan water town in March.
Time flies, the sun and the moon cycle. Although the youth in spring is fleeting, the faint fragrance and warm sunshine will remain in my heart forever.