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The seeds are like pine nuts and the color is like cherry blossoms. I have wasted half my life without realizing it.

At the end of the year, I saw a tree in Jianzhou, which was famous for its new arrival.

Eighteen rhymes of a lychee poem in the county are also sent to Yang Bashijun in Wanzhou

(Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi)

The strange fruit marks the south, and the fragrant forest faces the north. Hall.

The plain flowers are in the desert in spring, and the pills are bright in summer.

The leaves hang low, and the branches weigh heavily on the wall.

The color begins to change due to the wind. , Gradually compete with the sun for glory.

In the evening, there is a fire hanging on the sticks, and in the morning, the trees are decorated.

Deeper than the red duckweed, the white betel nut in the big school.

The stars Embellished with hearts, rows of beads dazzle the room.

Purple cut lining shell, white jade wrapped filling.

I heard it said in the early years, now I have started to pick and taste it.

Chew the taste of heaven and smell the fragrance of other world.