During the spring outing in Nanyuan,
The wind and the sound of horses neighing.
Green plums are like beans and willows are like eyebrows,
Day long butterflies fly.
Flower dew is heavy, grass smoke is low,
People's curtains are hanging down.
I feel sleepy and undressed on the swing,
Paint Liang Shuangyan's return.
---Feng Yansi——"Drunken Peach Garden"