& lt Bai Lianhua > Tang Lugui's dream, Feng Yi, dare not accept it, holding out a blue heart.
Many plain flowers were cheated, and this flower ended up in Yaochi.
Who is ruthless and who is hateful? The wind was clear that month, ready to fall.
When the face is greasy and fragrant, there is nothing lighter in the world.
Princess Xiang looked at the pool water after the rain, and Jasper made crystals in the dish.
"The day is brilliant, beautiful and fragrant. The fragrant silver bag is broken, and the jade plate is sprinkled. I'm getting dirtier, and I see this Joan Yao Ying. " Bai Juyi's poems about Bai Lianhua,