The cloud cage bears the first remnant of rain, and the millet gives birth to a cold crane. Many mouths are as sweet as honey, and it is better to know that strangers are slightly sour. (Southern Song Dynasty. Fang Yue's Yongmei Poems)
The red top of the broken crane is still wet, and the blood of the dzi beads is gouged out. If you really knew the taste, litchi wouldn't get Chang 'an. (Ming. Xu Yun's poem praising Yangmei.
Myrica rubra is cooked first, and then inoculated with glycyrrhetinic acid. Picking the best fruit in Jin Po, all crystal plates are burning. (clear. Declaration)
In early summer, brown hats and mango shoes are as beautiful as broken cattails. Teenagers invited to eat bayberry and crossed the lake to Erhu. (clear. Wang)
Thousands of forests are full of red fire beads, and they are ripe until the beginning of the summer solstice of Yangmei. Where to do flavor evaluation? Nanshan is Xianghu Lake. (clear. Huang Yuanshou) idle business department, sit in the dew well pavilion, don't worry about the tea house. Chewing a bite of Xia Hong in the middle of the night makes Huachi fragrant at your fingertips. Who will pay me? Quenching thirst, I remember my family's fruit best in the years. (clear. Yang Fangcan's Mai Bei Tang. Yangmei ")
The night tide has just fallen, and the sweet syrup has been picked. This is Yang Jiaguo, enjoying the cool May in the mountains. (clear. Jin Nong's Ten Kinds of Fruits and Vegetables)
The flat-headed slave shakes the fan, and it is not hot in May. Myrica rubra in Pan Yu is for you. The house is like a flower and snow. (Don. Li Bai's "Liang")
Plum blossoms are rare in the world, and their feelings are better than others. Jade muscle is half drunk and red, and the ink coat is slightly purple. The bead of fire is inches in diameter, and the cold spring rots around the teeth. The fruit my old friend gave me has not changed from Penglai Pavilion to incense. (Song. Yang Wanli's Seven Words Thank Shaoxing Shuai Qiu Zong Qing Hui Yangmei)
In May, Myrica rubra was all over the forest. At first, I suspected that one tree was worth 1000 yuan. The taste is heavier than Heshuo grape and the color is darker than Lunan litchi. (Song. Pinkezheng)
The city is surrounded by green trees and mountains, and Stan is full of roads. If you don't like a full plate of fire, you get a bead first. Obliquely insert Baoji to watch the boat and weave into the capital. Enthusiastic and passionate, I want to take advantage of the wind and dew to plunge into thousands of plants. (Song; Lu you)
The red solid is decorated with green branches, which shines brightly in the front dock. (Song; Guo's "Yangmei Ji") turned one into 10,000, threw it into the green forest and turned it into a precious fruit. Such as lotus arrows, astringent as crane tops, and red as fire. (Song. Zhang Zi's "Xie Zhanghu Huishan Yangmei")