Wang Qiang complained that the trees in autumn were sad and the leaves turned yellow. Birds in the mountains gather in bud mulberry. Raising hairiness, describing light. There are clouds, and the upper reaches are curved. Leaving the palace is absolutely spacious and physically devastating. If you are determined to keep your mind down, don't be antagonistic. Although I have to beg, I am very confused. I am alone, and contact has become more frequent. Swallow, stay away from Xiqiang. The mountains are steep and the rivers are vast. Mom and dad, it's a long way. Oh, I'm so worried. Note: Bud mulberry: clustered mulberry. Description; Body and appearance. Curved room; The inner chamber of the palace. Opposition: Hangzhou Music Association. Birds fly up and down. Birds are flying up and down. Committee: heap. Round trip: This refers to sending beautiful women to the emperor every night. Xiqiang: Qiang people living in the west. Great: the water depth is very wide. Prohibition of storage: refers to the pig's head meat enjoyed exclusively by the emperor, which is a metaphor for the exclusive things that others are not allowed to get their hands on. Involve; Refers to the advance and retreat of officials. Sun and Moon: Metaphor of Monarch. Run: hide. In autumn, the Woods are gray and the leaves are golden. Birds living in the mountains gather in the mulberry forest to sing loudly. The mountains and rivers in my hometown have nurtured plump feathers, making its shape and appearance particularly bright. The colorful clouds floating from the horizon brought her into the best boudoir in the world. It's a pity that the secluded room is really empty and lonely, and the charming body like a canary will never see the sun. Dreams and ideas weigh heavily on my mind, but caged birds cannot fly freely. Although delicious food is piled up in front of me, I miss tea in my heart and feel that it is not delicious. Why am I the only one who has bad karma, and the good things that come and go never come? Dancing Yanzi flew to the distant Xiqiang. Towering mountains stand in front of us, and turbulent rivers flow into the distance. Call my parents in my hometown. It's still a long way for my daughter to get married. Alas! Your poor daughters, your sad hearts are full of sadness and sorrow. Attachment: I reported to Han that the male and female servants were lucky to prepare the body, saying that the death of the body is more fragrant according to the sun and the moon. And frustrated Danqing, far away in a foreign country, sincerely sacrificed to the Lord, how dare you feel sorry for yourself? Only cherish the intervention of the state, jump to cheap jobs and look at the customs of the Han nationality in the south. If you have a father and brother, your majesty is fortunate to have little pity on them. I have the honor of being chosen as your majesty's harem beauty. I thought I could give my body to your majesty after I died and leave my name. Unexpectedly, I was retaliated by the painter Mao Yanshou, so I had to marry the Xiongnu in a foreign country and sincerely repay your kindness. How dare he feel sorry for himself? Now I only regret that the Huns are unpredictable and Khan is dead. I can only empathize with the humble skills of female workers to kill time and watch the border of the Han Dynasty go south every day, which can only aggravate my sadness in vain. My hometown has my father and brother. I can only hope that your majesty will show mercy and let me return to the Han dynasty!