Gentle poems of ancient women

"Gong Ci"

Author: Xue Feng

On the twelfth floor, the makeup is done, and the king is watching from the Wangxian Tower.

The golden beast with a locked title is cold in a chain, and the copper dragon with dripping water makes the day longer.

After combing her bun, she returns to the mirror, and her robe is about to be changed to make it even more fragrant.

Peering into the open curtain of the main hall, palace people in robes and hakama sweep the imperial bed.

There are vines in the wild

Era: Pre-Qin Dynasty, The Book of Songs·Guofeng·Zheng Feng

There are vines in the wild, and there is no dew.

There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful.

We meet each other by chance, just as I wish.

There are creeping grasses in the wild, and there is no dew.

There is a beautiful person, graceful and clear.

We meet each other by chance, and we meet each other by chance.

Xianghe's Song Ci·Shan Zai Xing

Era: Tang Author: Guan Xiu

There is a beautiful person who is as graceful as clear and clear, and can recognize music and distinguish sounds with graceful posture. Brilliant.

I go up to the gentleman's hall with my embroidered sleeves and my harp in hand, like day lilies, which make me forget.

I want to give him a purple jade ruler and a silver pendant. I haven’t seen him for a long time and I am in the vastness of the Xiang River.