Congratulations to the bridegroom Su Dongpo
The milk swallows fly to the beautiful house, no one is there, the pagoda shade turns to noon, and the evening cool takes a new bath. The raw silk and white round fan is made in the hand, and the fan hand looks like jade for a moment. Gradually, I am sleepy and lonely, and I am mature. Who will push the embroiderer outside the curtain? It was a waste of time to teach people, and the dream broke "Yao Tai Song", but it turned out that the wind knocked the bamboo.
The pomegranate half spits out red cloth and frowns. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you. If you look closely at the beautiful branch, you will see a thousand layers of fragrance. I am afraid that the west wind will frighten the green. If I wait for you to come here, I can't bear to touch the wine in front of the flowers. ***Pink tears, two rustles.
This poem is the source of the poem "Congratulations to the Bridegroom" and is also one of Dongpo's masterpieces.