I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. -Wang Anshi's Plum Blossom
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." -Lin Bu's "Two Poems of Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden"
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Shade, Mist, Thick Clouds, Song of Eternal Sorrow"