Yan's Dead Huang Ju: Huang Ju's wounds gather and disperse. Before I remembered those flowers, * * * said that I deeply wanted to. See Kim again, but not yet. Acacia is a night away.

Tang Yin's Chrysanthemum: How many people have not returned to and heaven remains our neighbourhood? We watched the autumn wind through the hedge.

Jiang Zong's Poem on Yu Changan's Visit to Weishan Pavilion/Chang 'an on September 9th: Hometown Chrysanthemum, which is now in full bloom.

Cen Can's "Thinking about Chang 'an Hometown on March 9th": If you pity the chrysanthemum of your hometown, it should bloom near the battlefield.

Cao Xueqin's "Endgame": Autumn wind will see you next year, so let's break up for the time being.