Evil
I, the common man, know you well. My long life will never fade. Mountains have no mausoleums. Rivers are exhausted. Winter thunders tremble, summer rains and snows. Heaven and earth are harmonious, so I will be with you forever.
Aren't the cherry blossoms in the Ming Dynasty particularly beautiful?
If not, then why do the four most famous beauties in the world fall in love with this flower?