Lyrics of Qu Ruiqiang's Yongmei

Snow in plum forest, plum proud of snow

The wind blows into the plum forest, and the plum bears the wind

Elegant and elegant people offer it at home

Plum blossom in silver vase

All the people in TuYan Huatang

In honor

Poetry is more important than painting

Who would expect a hundred day red

Once fragrant, memories like a dream

Withered branches weeping, empty words in the wind

My best friend is still resistant to cold

The fruit is still windy

Love changes, praise does not last

I'd rather not be outstanding

All the people in TuYan Huatang

In honor

Poetry is more important than painting

Who would expect a hundred day red

Once fragrant, memories like a dream

Withered branches weeping, empty words in the wind

My best friend is still resistant to cold

The fruit is still windy

Love changes, praise does not last

I'd rather not be outstanding

Love changes, praise does not last

I'd rather not be outstanding