雪落成诗，醉了梅，醉了清凉的月，醉了伊人的红妆。
The poetry of snow, drunk plum, drunk the cool months, drunk her dowry.
这是梅花，有红梅、白梅、绿梅，还有朱砂梅，一树一树的，每一树梅花都是一树诗。
Plum-blossom -- red, white, green and vermilion -- covered each tree; each tree was a poem in itself.
他的《落梅》诗说：“雪虐风饕愈凛然，花中气节最高坚。”
His "La Mei" Shi said: "the Snow Child socialist the more awe-inspiring wind, the highest integrity, strong flowers."
雪落，梅更艳，辉映成诗，成画，成梦里的一段传奇，成月下书间的一页繁花。
The snow fell, Mei Gengyan, shine into poetry, painting, a legend into the dream of the moon, a page book among the flowers.
52“要知道，乌拉梅写下的那些精彩的散文诗，”他说，“在巴黎的时候，斯蒂芥·麦克纳常朗读给我听。”
52-mallarme, don't you know, he said, has written those wonderful prose poems Stephen MacKenna used to read to me in Paris.
52“要知道，乌拉梅写下的那些精彩的散文诗，”他说，“在巴黎的时候，斯蒂芥·麦克纳常朗读给我听。”
52-mallarme, don't you know, he said, has written those wonderful prose poems Stephen MacKenna used to read to me in Paris.
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