The gaudy plum was in full bloom under frost and snow.
Without any make-up, the fragrance of orchid did flow.
Chrysanthemum could resist the blow of the cold wind.
Bamboo did not look yellow in winter when the ice thinned.
On the eaves, its tip merged into the shadow of plum.
The gallery was full of green leaves and stick blossom.
Fragrant smell would be spreading outside the garden.
For flowers, skiers rushed busily to this region.
Chinese paintings & calligraphy about all Charles Wu's poems
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem