This poem belongs to Frida Meng. As can be seen from the title, the poet expressed one of his dreams. In his dream, he came to Meishan to find the dream he once dreamed of. In the middle of the night, he only smelled the fragrance, and all his troubles and sorrows were forgotten. Combining the first two poems, the poet's last two sentences mean that it is better to be distracted, slightly drunk and enjoy the plum blossoms, but drunk in front of the flowers, but the artistic conception is endless.

This poem is very romantic, and my explanation is very popular. I don't know who the poet is, but I feel that it was written by modern people, which has no deep meaning. It just conforms to nature and is a masterpiece.