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On a spring trip to Yedu, the fragrance of flowers hits my head.
Zhiyou smoke and mist rain, bright and fragrant.
Jiuque is cold and snowy, and the plains are dyed with frost.
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This poem praises the cherry blossoms in Yedu, the capital city.
Anyone who has grown up in the capital knows that there are two places to enjoy cherry blossoms in early spring:
One is the red cherry blossoms that stretch for ten miles on both sides of the Zhiyou River.
Another place is the white cherry blossoms blooming in the nine-layer deep palace.
The former blooms like fire and clouds, strong and bright.
The latter blooms like clouds than snow, and is as white as frost.
The former will release the passionate joy and be passionate and frivolous.
The latter will helplessly hide his infatuation and remain in despair.
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In this world, few people can see the cherry blossoms in Linshan.
Their flower cores are as red as bleeding blood, and their petal tips are as white as frost.
It was a sadness that concealed the burning passion in the heart and penetrated into the bone marrow.