Ding Qingfu
Zhang heng
My husband was beautiful, gorgeous and beautiful. At that time, beauty was unparalleled in the world.
Sigh: the fire is flowing, the grass is singing, the first frost is crowded, the vegetation is zero, the autumn is long, and it has been levied, thinking about beauty and worrying about the camp.
It is near, if the dragon will lift the scales, it will be far away, if the clouds see the Weaver Girl, if it is tall and graceful, if it moves, if it has numerous feathers, it will be regarded as ownerless, if its face is bright, it will shine like the sun, if it is colored lotus, its muscles will be like honey.
Love poems
Cai Yong
Her husband, his daughter, Yan is proud and has no wife in the whole world. She was born within a thousand years, and Yu Xin and Li Shu lived happily together. She loves to be alone but not compatible, and her feelings are gone without her master. She leans to the left, feels comfortable during the day and dreams at night.
Cai Yong, (133- 192), was born in Boyi, Chen Liukun (now Qixian County, Henan Province). Writers and calligraphers in the Eastern Han Dynasty. He is well-read, well-versed in Confucian classics, astronomy and temperament, and is good at Ci and Fu.