The Everlasting Regret
(Tang) Bai Juyi
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty (1) attached great importance to the country (2), while Yu Yu (3) had been absent for many years.
Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. (4)
Natural beauty (5) is hard to give up, and finally one day it was chosen as the imperial family.
If she just turns her head and smiles, there are a hundred spells, and Liugong gawk (6) has no color.
It was early spring. They bathed her in a pure pool, which warmed and smoothed her cream-colored skin.
The waiter (9) can't help Jiao, and now is the time for Xin En (10).
The clouds of her hair, the petals of her cheeks, the golden ripples on her crown when she moved (1 1), and the warm spring night in the hibiscus tent (12).
Spring Night (13) suffered from short days and high days, and the emperor, from then on, gave up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night.
There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 stunning beauties (14), but his love for 3,000 beauties is concentrated on one person.
Golden House (15) dresses up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink slowly.
Sisters and brothers are all in the soil (16), and being poor (17) is glorious.
When she gave birth to a girl instead of a boy, she brought happiness to every father and mother in the whole empire (18).
Li Gong (19) climbed to the top of Qingyun Mountain, and the breezes in all directions carried magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music (20), the emperor's eyes are never enough to stare at her.
Fu (pí) drum (2 1) is moving, and has broken the tune of rainbow skirt and feather coat (22).
Smoke and dust are everywhere in Jiuchong City Que (23), and thousands of troops go straight to the southwest (24).
The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. (25)
The Sixth Army (26) was helpless, but turned and died in front of the moth eyebrow (27).
The flower bud committee (28) of the land is not collected, and there is a green and white emerald tassel and a golden hairy bird (29).
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.
Hidden in the yellow dust from the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack of the steeple path. (30)
Mount Emei (3 1) was empty, and the flag lost its color in the sunset.
But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
The palace (32) sees the sad color of the moon, and the night rain smells the bell (33) heartbroken.
Heaven and earth last contact, dragon car home (34), the emperor of this, refused to leave.
The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? (35).
Rulers and lords, when their eyes would be satisfied, cried their coats, East Wang Du Gate, and Xinma (36) returned.
Pool, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Grandpa (37) Furong will.
But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? ?
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.
There are many autumn grasses in the south of Nishimiya (38), and the steps are full of red leaves that no one cleans.
Li Yuan (39) Bai Fuxin's disciples and eunuchs in her pepper yard. (40).
Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. I woke up after picking up the solitary lamp (4 1).
It's late (42), the bell and drum start the night, and I'm worried (43), the Milky Way opens the sky.
Yuanyang tile (44) is as cold as frost, and jade blanket (45) is cold. Who is it with * *?
The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.
Lin qióng, a Taoist priest in Hongdu (46 years old), can summon the gods by concentrating. (47)
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, so they taught the alchemist (48) to search hard.
Empty the air (49) and run like electricity, up to the sky, down to the ground, looking around.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring (50), but he didn't find the one he was looking for in either place.
Then he heard a story about the magic island at sea (5 1), which is a part of the invisible world.
Pavilions and pavilions are exquisite (52), with five clouds, among which there are many fairies (53).
One of them-they call it forever true-has uneven snow skin (54).
So he went to the Golden Gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate (Ji not ng) (55), and asked a girl named Xiaoyu to tell Shuang Perfect (56).
And this lady, when she heard the news from the special envoy of Emperor China, was shocked by her account of Jiuhua Dream (57).
She pushed open her pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, and the silver screen of the pearl foil (58) opened.
Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose.
The wind blows the fairy (60), as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather clothes.
Yurong Lonely (6 1) Tears dried up, like a rain falling on a pear flower in spring.
Affectionate Ning Xie, since they separated, her body and voice have become strange.
Zhaoyang Temple (63) is full of affection, and Penglai Palace (64) is full of sun and moon.
Looking back at huán)(65), and trying to see the capital, there is only fog and dust.
Only old things (66) showed their goodwill, and through his special envoy, they sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin (67).
However, a branch of the hairpin and a side of the box are kept, and the firewood (bá) gold is divided into two parts. (68)
"Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him (69) that only their two hearts knew the oath (70).
Eternal hate song atlas (9)
On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life (7 1), we confided to each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven. Two birds grow together on the earth with the wings of a bird (72), two branches of a tree. (73).
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.