To the tune of "Rinsing Silk Stream"
Thousands of light flakes of crushed gold
  for its blossoms,
Trimmed jade for its layers of leaves.
This flower has the air of scholar Yen Fu.
How brilliant!
Plum flowers are too common; 
Lilacs too coarse when compared.
Yet, its penetrating fragrance
  drives away my fond dreams
     of far away places.
How merciless!                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    