By breeze lotus sends her fragrance. With storm she shows her strength.
A breeze stirs lotus leaves, dew wets the gauze. Hope you can return now before they start to fall.
– Song of Lotus
Like the galaxy way is the lotus pond, on the river should be the goddess rows her boat.
– Lotus Fragrance
The purple hibiscus pistil is waving as the wind blows.
– Hibiscus Pistil
A touch of rain and dew make flower skinny, so tender is it that the droplet seems dreamy.
– Hibiscus Dew
Once a fairy in heaven, in love she's fallen. The longevity's abandoned, for love she never regrets
– Hibiscus Fairy