In cold time per year autumn flowers're in blossom,

The west wind in whole yard stir up my thought in dream.

The orchids with some raindrops make people pity them,

Daisies in chilly frost still insist on noble bloom.

Don't need a stick as climbing a mount in autumn,

And you should be slower to drink wine every time.

The paintbrush's hard to draw fine hill scene of autumn,

Hiils're full of orange osmanthuses in autumn.