Author Wang Jian? the Tang Dynasty
This kind of flower is different from other flowers and plants, and its flowering period is all over the country. Lingling, who is fragrant everywhere, is ashamed to death, and the red is wandering around and withering.
Soft luster covers the slender body, and charming colors warm and delicate skin. Flowers are covered with golden stamens and petals are like red tassels.
Scent and obedience can edify clothes, and you should draw palace paintings with beautiful posture. Will be grateful, like the bride's pale but sad, but also like the sick man's sick man.
Please know that this flower is short-lived, and guests will stay and enjoy it for a while. The wind blew the flowers to the end overnight, and it was difficult for even a daughter to buy them back.
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The price of this flower is different from other flowers and plants, and it overflows the whole country at the moment of blooming. Scents are everywhere _ I am ashamed to death, and the color is red, pale and withered. Soft luster covers slender limbs, and charming colors warm and delicate skin.
The stamens are like gold powder, and the petals are like red tassels. Fragrance and smoothness can cultivate royal clothes, and beauty should be painted into the palace. A woman who will thank, wither and look at the sick man like a faint sad bride.
Please know that this flower is short-lived. Please stay and enjoy it for a while. Bloom, even a thousand dollars is hard to buy back.
Second, two are on their way.
Author du fu? the Tang Dynasty
On March 3rd, Spring Festival, the weather was fresh, and many beautiful people gathered in Qujiang, Chang 'an. Dignified attitude, lofty and quiet personality, plump skin, thin and moderate figure.
Embroidered gold and silver silk unicorn in late spring. Jade flowers hanging from their temples hang on their temples.
The beads behind them pressed the waist and weighed steadily. Several of them are relatives of the imperial concubine and two wives of Guo and Qin.
The jade steamer is served with fragrant pots and purple humps, and the crystal plate is served with delicious white fish. They held their horns and chopsticks for a long time, and the chef held a sharp knife.
The yellow door flies _ static dust, constantly bringing precious dishes from the royal chef. When the solemn flute and drum call the gods, the guests come to Tianjin from Zashi.
How arrogant a horse owner is. He dismounted from the embroidered carpet and went into the tent. Snow-like duckweed is easy to fall and cover, and bluebirds fly to the ground in red silk handkerchief.
Yang Jiaqi's flame is extremely powerful and unparalleled. Please don't go near it, lest the Prime Minister be furious!
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On March 3, spring was full, and beautiful women gathered along the Qujiang River in Chang 'an. Dignified posture, lofty expression, quiet and natural, plump skin, clear fat and thin, well-proportioned figure. Ling Hua's silk dress sets off the late spring scenery. Peacocks are embroidered with gold thread, and Kirin is stabbed with silver thread. What jewelry are you wearing on your head? Ornaments made of jadeite are hung on the temples.
What can you see behind them? How to stabilize and fit jewelry skirt waist. Several of them are relatives of empresses, including two wives, Guo Guo and Guo Qin. The purple steamer brings out a brown hump, and the crystal plate brings delicious white scale fish.
They held rhinoceros horn chopsticks for a long time, and the chefs were busy sharpening their knives. Eunuchs galloped without daring to raise dust, and the seafood dishes brought by the chef were endless. The flute and drums are lingering, touching ghosts and gods, full of guests and dignitaries.
How arrogant an officer riding a horse was, he dismounted in front of the car and walked into the tent door from the embroidered carpet. Snow-like poplars fell and covered with duckweeds, and bluebirds flew to pick up red silk handkerchiefs on the ground. The Yang family is powerful and unparalleled. Don't go near, lest you make the Prime Minister angry!
Third, the ancient meaning of Chang 'an
Author Lu? the Tang Dynasty
Chang' an street is even more narrow and oblique, with green cows and white horses. The jade chariot crosses the main place, and the golden whip flows to Hou's house.
The dragon bears the morning sun, and the phoenix spits the morning glow. A hundred feet of gossamer is fighting around the tree, and a group of charming birds are singing flowers.
There are thousands of colors on the side of butterflies and thousands of colors on the silver platform of green trees. Passing through the window is acacia, and the double que is even hung with phoenix wings.
Liang Jia's painting pavilion ascended to heaven, and the golden stem of Han Emperor was straight outside the cloud. I don't know each other in front of the building.
Sorry, I played the flute to Yanzi. I once studied dance for a long time. If it works, why not die? I would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy.
I really admire comparing my eyes with mandarin ducks, but can't you see them? I hate to embroider lonely bears on my forehead, so that I can get double colors from the curtains.
Shuang Yan flies around the painted beam, full of tulips. Clouds, cicadas and temples, the first month is yellow.
The crow is yellow and white, and the posture is different. Demon boy BMW iron even money, prostitute panlong golden knee.
In Master Yu's room, the night cries, and the birds in front of Tingwei are dying. Zhucheng has a hidden jade road, but no golden embankment.
Flying eagle with bullets in northern Ling Du, exploring pills to borrow guests from Weiqiao West. Have invited the knight-errant lotus sword, * * * live in prostitutes' home.
Prostitutes wear purple clothes at dusk and their songs are full of breath. People in the North Temple are like a moon every night, while people in the South Temple ride like clouds.
Nanmo Beitang is connected with Beili, and five plays and three essays control three cities. Weak willows hang down to the ground, and good spirits rise in the dark sky.
In the Han Dynasty, Wu Jinqian took a jade carving of the Tu Su Nautilus Cup. Luo Yan's treasure belt is for you, and Zhao Dance is for you.
Don't expect anything, don't give in the next day. The spirit comes from irrigation and drainage, and dictatorship cannot be judged by Xiaoxiang.
Autocracy is heroic, and young people sit in the spring breeze. For thousands of years, he has been singing and dancing, boasting of arrogance and extravagance.
Festival scenery does not treat each other, mulberry fields need to change rapidly. In the past, Bai Yutang was to be no.1. Today, only Song Qing is here.
Lonely and lonely, Yangziju, a book a year. The unique Nanshan osmanthus hair flies around attacking people.
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The avenue of Chang 'an is connected with all kinds of small streets and alleys. Buffalo, white horses and fragrant cars come and go in the street. The cars of princes and nobles crisscross outside the noble house, and there is an endless stream. There are gorgeous car covers with carved dragons, and cars with phoenix-billed tassels on the car covers run through Chang 'an from morning till night. The swaying insects are hundreds of feet long and surround the tree. A group of petite birds are singing to the flowers.
Swarms of bees and butterflies are flying on both sides of the palace gate. The green trees and silver platforms reflect many colors in the sun. The pavilion road and the government window are engraved with the pattern of acacia flowers, and the ridges connected by the two watchtowers are as clear as golden phoenix's hanging wings. Liang Jia's painting pavilion soars into the sky, and the bronze columns built by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty touch the clouds. The ladies in the pavilion looked at each other, not knowing who it was, but when they met on the road, they would know each other.
Asked if they had played oral sex, they replied that they learned to dance in order to spend their time in the mood for love. As long as I can be with my beloved, I am willing to die; As long as I can be with the person I love, I would like to be a mortal and not envy the gods. Bimu and Yuanyang are really enviable, but you can't see them in pairs.
I hate the lonely love embroidered in front of the tent. I would like to put on the curtain of swallows flying around flowers and trees. The curtain and emerald feathers are sprinkled with tulip material. The sideburns are like floating light clouds, combed into cicadas, and bright yellow crescent figures are drawn on the forehead. One after another, beautiful women with bright yellow crescent-shaped figures on their foreheads, red lips and white teeth traveled with the car. They are beautiful and charming, with a variety of customs.
The frivolous child rides a horse with a white background and green spots, and the singer sits in the car with a hinge in Panlong. Before long, it was quiet enough to hear crows, and there were birds in the tree in front of the pavilion house who wanted to rest. In the car, you can vaguely see the luxury highway next to the mansion, and the curtains on the car disappear into the solid river bank in the distance.
Some people hunted in northern Ling Du, some assassinated officials in western Wei Qiao, and later assassins with swords were attracted to brothels to stay with prostitutes. Prostitutes miss prostitutes day and night, and their euphemistic songs and fragrance fill the room. Prostitutes have fun with beautiful prostitutes every night and ride horses like clouds in the morning.
The road at the foot of prostitutes is connected with brothels, and Chang 'an Avenue criss-crosses, extending in all directions and connected with markets. Weak willow and locust branches hung on the ground, and noisy horses and chariots rang at night. Here comes the imperial cavalry. They drink in a brothel. The beautiful clothes of prostitutes are untied for them, and the dance dances for them.
The dignitaries set out from the same position and stayed with the emperor without concession. Rich and powerful people will be at odds with good ministers and crowd them out everywhere. Autocratic people think they are heroes and ride horses proudly. Prostitutes think their dancing skills are better than their peers, while thin people think their wealth exceeds that of five men. Things in the world are bound to change a lot. In the past, there were only a few pine trees in a luxurious mansion.
Yang Xiong of Han Dynasty, unwilling to be lonely after his career was frustrated, devoted himself to writing books year after year and finally became famous with his articles. Only some osmanthus flowers in the lonely Nanshan Mountain are flying, hitting people's clothes bit by bit.
Fourth, Liu Yelang introduced Judge Xin.
Author Li Bai? the Tang Dynasty
In the past, we were intoxicated in Chang 'an and drank with princes and nobles. I am far away from Ling Hao, and I am willing to fall behind others.
At that time, the teacher was early in the morning, and I was still in my youth, taking a tour at Changhua Station. In the Kirin Hall, articles, music and dancing are provided to stay at the luxurious and precious hawksbill banquet for a long time.
I thought we'd been gone for so long, but the grass is moving and the dust is moving, and the An Lushan is opposite. When the letter valley pass spread to Hu Guan, everyone next to the emperor could be promoted, like Qin Gongsun, who was extraordinarily gorgeous.
Worried about going to Yelang and when the golden rooster will be released.
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We used to sleep in Chang 'an and drink with princes and nobles. In front of Shi Hao, the air coast is awesome. When will romance fall behind others? At that time, Master was a morning beauty. When I was a teenager, I was holding a horse and waving a golden whip in a flower stand. Presenting articles in Kirin Hall, listening to songs and watching dances, staying for a long time is a luxurious and precious hawksbill banquet.
I thought we would live like this for a long time, but when we knew that the grass was about to move, An Lushan teenagers turned against each other. Hangu officials suddenly reported the death of Huma, and people around them rose one by one, just like Xiangyang Taoli and Qin Gong. Now I'm far away in Yelang, and I'm worried sick. When will the imperial court pardon me and let me come back?
Five, everlasting regret song
Author Bai Juyi? the Tang Dynasty
The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given 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 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird.
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 blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. 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.
He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves.
The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. 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. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *.
The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
So he went to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell Shuang Perfect. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. 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 blew the fairy's skirt, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather clothes. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "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 that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
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Ming Di favored beautiful women in the Tang Dynasty. After becoming emperor, he searched for beautiful women for many years, but found nothing. The Yang family has a daughter who has just grown up and is very delicate and charming. She was brought up in a boudoir, and outsiders didn't know that she was absolutely beautiful. Natural beauty and beauty made it difficult for her to be buried in the world, and soon she became a concubine around Tang.
She looked back and smiled, charming and moving; The concubines of the six officials are all eclipsed. When the spring was chilly, the emperor bathed her in Huaqing Pool, and the warm spring water washed her skin. The maid helped her, and she was as soft and graceful as a hibiscus, so she began to get the favor of the emperor. The sideburns are like clouds, the face is like flowers, and the head is wearing golden steps.
Warm lotus account, and the emperor * * * spring night. Love only hates the short spring night and sleeps until the sun is high. The king loved his children's gentle hometown and never went to court again. I am too busy to serve you. Spring tour of the emperor, night sleep. There are no fewer than 3,000 concubines in the harem, but only she enjoys the favor of the emperor.
The golden house hides the charming, and pampers the king every night; The jade banquet upstairs adds a bit of charm to drunkenness. Brothers and sisters are proud of her, and the lintel of the Yang family is radiant and enviable. Therefore, parents all over the world have changed their ideas and preferred sons to daughters. In the Huaqing Palace in Mount Li, the Jade Qionglou towers into the sky, and the breeze wafts in all directions of Yue Xian.
Singing and dancing are more in tune, and the orchestral melody is vivid. The king watches it all day, but he never gets tired of watching it. The drums of Yuyang chaos were deafening, and the colorful feathers stopped playing in the palace. The Jiuchong Palace was suddenly dusty, and the king fled to the southwest as soon as possible with a large number of ministers, workers and beautiful women. The team stopped and went, but it was only a hundred miles west of Chang' an city. The Sixth Army stagnated and demanded Yang Yuhuan's death.
The king had no choice but to kill Yang Yuhuan at the foot of Mawei Slope. The ornaments on the imperial concubine's head were scattered all over the floor. A green and white Hosta and a golden bird, precious headdresses one after another. The king tried to save him, but he hid his face and wept. Recalling the scene of the tragic death of the imperial concubine, his blood and tears could not stop flowing. The autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and the loess dust was gone. The loop zigzagged across the plank road, and the motorcade set foot on the Jiange ancient road.
There are few pedestrians under Mount Emei, the flag is colorless, and the sun and the moon are dull. The beautiful scenery of Shu attracted the king's love. Looking at the moon in the palace is sad, and listening to songs on rainy nights is sad. After the rebellion subsided, the king returned to Chang 'an and passed Maweipo, thinking about things and people, and hesitated. Under the steep slope, in the desolate yellow grave, the beautiful scenery has disappeared, only the grave lies in the mountain.
The monarch and the minister looked at each other, and their clothes were wet with tears. Dong Wangjing was saddened. When they came back to the palace from the reins, they saw that the pond garden was still there, the hibiscus beside Grandfather's pond was still there, and the weeping willows in Weiyang Palace had not changed. Furong is like Yuhuan's face, and Liu Yeer is like Yuhuan's eyebrows. How can this scene not be sad? Spring breeze blows away peach blossoms and plum blossoms, which makes people sad; Autumn rain drops on the plane blades, and the scene is even more miserable.
Xingqingguan and Ganlutang are depressed everywhere, and autumn grass grows. The fallen leaves in the palace are full of steps and have not been swept for a long time. The actor's head turned white, and the beauty of the maid-in-waiting faded. At night, fireflies danced in the palace, and the lights went out, so it was still difficult for the king to sleep. Counting the delayed bells and drums, the more you count, the longer the night feels. Look up at the stars until dawn in the east.
Who sleeps with the king in a cold jade quilt? Yin and Yang are separated by one year. Why have you never appeared in my dream? Taoist Lin Qiong lives in Chang 'an. It is said that he can attract the soul of the imperial concubine with magic. He was moved by the feeling that the king missed the imperial concubine. He accepted the emperor's orders, did not dare to neglect, searched diligently, and was protected from the wind on all sides.
Take the cloud into the air, go straight like lightning, ascend to heaven and search everywhere, and find nothing between heaven and earth. I suddenly heard that there is a fairy mountain surrounded by white clouds on the sea. Fairy mountain surrounded by white clouds. Exquisite buildings and pavilions are supported by colorful clouds. There are countless fairies, all of which are graceful.
One of the characters is too real, and her skin looks like snow, which seems to be the Yang Guifei that the king is looking for. The Taoist priest came to the west of Jinque, knocked on the gate of the jade carving, and called softly, asking Xiaoyu to call the maid Shuangcheng to report. It's true that the king's angel came and woke up from the tent. Put on your clothes, push away the pillow and go out to sleep.
Open the screen one by one and put down the bead curtain. Half-combed with clouds, I just woke up and came down from the altar before dressing, with a wreath askew. Gentle fairy wind blows sleeves and flutters slightly, just like the dance of a dress and a feather. Lonely and sad, tears are always flowing on my face, like pear flowers with rain in spring. He gazed affectionately at the emperor's envoy and thanked the king deeply.
I haven't heard from her since we met at Maweipo. The marriage in Zhaoyang Temple has long been cut off, and the loneliness in Penglai Palace remains for a long time. Looking back on the world, Chang 'an has disappeared, leaving only dust and fog. I can only express my affection with the keepsake of that year. You can take that box of gold hairpin to the king as a souvenir. One for the gold hairpin, half for the cymbal box, gold for the gold hairpin, and precious cymbals for the cymbal box.
I hope our loving hearts are as firm and unyielding as Huang Jinbao's, and we will have a chance to meet again forever. When I left, I kindly asked the alchemist to take a message to the king, saying that only the king and I knew the oath.
When the Palace of Eternal Life was empty in the middle of the night on the seventh day of July, we made a pledge of eternal love. In heaven, I would like to be a bird flying with me. On earth, I would like to grow branches together. Even if it lasts forever, there will always be an end, but this life-and-death feud will never end.