In Bai Juyi's "Letters on Picking Tribute Oranges":
"The beads are described as growing with the day, and the smell of fine wine becomes frost."
Bai Juyi's " "Huanxi Sand·Ode to Oranges"
"The fragrant mist is half startling, and the clear spring is flowing through the teeth for the first time."
?Liu Zongyuan's "Nanzhong Rong Tangeru"
“The dense forest shines with vermilion, and the fragrance remains fragrant in old age.
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