Sima Xiangru
Phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix.
When I met nothing, I didn't know what to do.
There is a beautiful woman in the Orchid Hall, and she poisoned my intestines.
What is the fate of neck crossing? Like a pair of mandarin ducks flying together.
Phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix.
Friendship must be harmonious. Who is there at night?
My wings are flying so high that I can't feel anything. I think it makes me sad.
This is a poem describing Sima Xiangru's courtship to Zhuo Wenjun at that time. Sima Xiangru was born in poverty, and Zhuo Wenjun was the daughter of a wealthy local businessman. This poem is the best.