Explanation: "Preface to the Fu of the Goddess of Luo"
In the third year of Huang Chu, Yu went to the capital and returned to Luochuan. The ancients said that the god of Si water was named Mi Fei. Feeling about Song Yu's affair with the goddess of the King of Chu, he wrote this poem. The words are:
I came from the capital area and returned to the Eastern Fan. I carried Yique on my back, crossed the furrow, passed through Tonggu, and reached Lingjing Mountain. . The sun is tilting to the west, and the carriages and horses are in trouble. Er is a tax driver in Henggao, a horse in Zhitian, a Rongyu in Yanglin, and a wanderer in Luochuan. Then the spirit moved away and the mind was frightened, and suddenly the thoughts were scattered. If you look down, you won't notice it, but if you look up, you will get a special view. I saw a beautiful woman on the bank of a rock. He then came to the aid of the emperor and told him, "Do you have anyone who can compete with him? Who is that person, as beautiful as this?" The emperor said to him, "I heard that the god of Heluo is called Mi Fei. However, what the king said See, what is it like? What does it look like? I would like to hear about it." I told him: Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a wandering dragon, and as bright as an autumn chrysanthemum. Spring pine. It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the fluttering snow is like the flowing wind. Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising. If you look at it forcefully, it's as bright as a flower emerging from Lubo. The slenderness is satisfied, and the length is shortened. If the shoulders are cut into shape, the waist will be as plain as expected. The neck is extended and the neck is beautiful, the luster is exposed, the fragrance is not added, and the lead is beautiful. Yunjiao'e, eyebrow shaping and joints, bright red lips on the outside, white teeth on the inside. Her eyes are bright, her eyes are good at gazing, her dimples support her power, her posture is gorgeous, her appearance is quiet and her body is leisurely. Tender and charming, charming in words. The costume is unique and unique, and the bone statue corresponds to the picture. The dazzling beauty of the robe, the splendor of Eryao and blue. Wear gold and jade jewelry, embellished with pearls to dazzle your body. Practicing the literary shoes of traveling far away, dragging the light veil of mist and gauze. The faint fragrance of orchids is lingering in the corner of the mountain. So suddenly Yan jumped up and down, flying and having fun. It leans on Caiyan on the left, and shades Guiqi on the right. Go to the Marsh of God with your bright wrists, and gather the mysterious mushrooms in Turbulent Sea.
I am happy with its beauty, but my heart is shaking but not happy. Unscrupulous matchmakers use microwaves to communicate. I hope that Cheng Su will arrive first and untie the jade pendant to get it. The beauty cultivates her faith, and the Qiang learns etiquette and understands poetry. Anti-Qiongyao comes with peace, pointing to the abyss for a certain period of time. I hold on to the wealth of my family, but I am afraid that I will be bullied by Sling. Feeling grateful for the friendship, I abandoned my words, feeling hesitant and suspicious. Keep your face calm and calm, show your courtesy and guard yourself.
So Luo Ling was confused and moved to where he was. Divine light separates and combines, yin and yang. Song's light body stands like a crane, as if it were about to fly but has not yet soared. The Jianjiao is rich and strong, and the steps are thin and fragrant. The ultra-long chant is for eternal admiration, and the sound is mournful and long. You are all the spirits who are fleeing, and you are ordered to be a couple. Or play in Qingliu, or fly to Shenzhu. Or pick up pearls, or pick up green feathers. Two concubines from Nanxiang and a traveling girl from Hanbin. Sighing the incomparable melons, chanting the solitude of the morning glory. The light and thin grass is rising, and the shades are repairing the sleeves to extend the silence. The body is as fast as a flying duck, as erratic as a god. Lingbo steps slightly, and the socks are dusty. The movement is impermanent, if it is dangerous, it is safe. It’s a difficult time to advance and stop, just as you’re going, you’re going to come back. The essence flows through the sky, and the jade face is smooth and smooth. He kept his words in his mouth but didn't spit them out, his breath was like orchid. The beauty and gracefulness made me forget to eat.
Then the screen covered the wind, and the waves behind the river were quiet. Feng Yi plays the drum and Nuwa sings. Tengwenyu rides as a police officer, and jade luan sings to pass away together. The six dragons are standing together, carrying the descendants of the cloud chariot. The whale salamander leaps and clamps its hub, and the waterfowl soar and guard. So he crossed over to Beijun, passed through Nangang, led Yu Su, and returned to Qingyang. He moved his red lips and spoke in Xu words, laying out the outline of the handover. The ways of hating people and gods are different, and complaining about the prime of life is inappropriate. I resisted wearing my sleeves to cover my tears, and the tears flowed down my lapel. The memorial service will never end, and the mourning will pass away and be in a foreign land. There is no trace of affection to imitate love, and I offer the bright beauty of the south of the Yangtze River. Although he is latent in Taiyin, he always places his heart on the king. Suddenly he didn't realize what he had given up, and he was so sad that he blocked the light at night.
So I carried the mausoleum high on my back, and had enough feet to pay attention to the gods. Imagination of lingering feelings, looking at sorrow. He hoped that the spiritual body would regain its shape and go up in a light boat. Floating on the Changchuan River, I forget to return, thinking about it endlessly and growing in admiration. The night is dull and sleepless, and the sun comes to dawn with heavy frost. I ordered my servant to drive away, and I will return to the east road. He grabbed the bridle to resist the plan, but he was so sad that he couldn't leave.
On April 25, the fourth year of Dade, it was written by Sheng Yimin Ziang
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