Ode to Hibiscus
Shen Yue in the Southern and Northern Dynasties
The gentle breeze shakes the purple leaves, and the gentle dew touches the red house.
The middle pool is so green, waiting for me to glow red.
Ode to the Rose
Southern and Northern Dynasties·Xie Tao
The low branches are better than the leaves, and the light fragrance is lucky to pass through.
The calyx is purple at first, and the remainder is still red.
New flowers face the day, and old pistils follow the wind.
Who is willing to look forward to the micro-cluster if everything is uneven?
Inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City
[Author] Cui Hu
On this day last year, in this gate, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red.
I don’t know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Ode to Pear Blossoms on the Pond
Southern and Northern Dynasties·Wang Rong
There is no fine grass on the steps, and there are sparse weeds between the water collections.
The fragrant spring shines on the flowing snow, and the deep evening reflects the stars.
Appreciating peonies