Source: The Story of Mei Lan, a master of elder brother in Qing Dynasty.
Talent exceeds Su Xiaomei, and looks can be compared with Wang Zhaojun. In terms of lasting appeal, it has a more beautiful lasting appeal. Besides the fragrance, it also has a special fragrance.
2, Jinjiang smooth beauty show, fantasy Wen Jun and Xue Tao. Words steal parrot's tongue, articles get chicken hair. The guests stopped writing one by one, and all the officials wanted to dream of knives. After parting, acacia is separated by smoke and water, and cattail flowers are five clouds high.
Origin: A gift from Yuan Zhen to Xue Tao in the Tang Dynasty.
Jinjiang is slippery, Emei Mountain is beautiful, and talented women like Zhuo Wenjun and Xue Tao have emerged. Clever words seem to steal the parrot's tongue, and gorgeous articles seem to share the phoenix's feathers.
People who are good at writing stopped writing, and all the ministers wanted to leave Rainbow's dream of promotion there. They are all ashamed of themselves. After parting, I miss you infinitely far away, far away between smoke and water, as prosperous as calamus in the courtyard and as high as Xiangyun in the horizon.
Qin has a good daughter who calls herself Luo Fu. Luo Fu likes raising silkworms and picking mulberry in the south corner of the city. Moss is a cage system and cassia twig is a cage hook. There is a bun on the head and a bright moon in the ear. Qi is the lower skirt and Qi is the upper skirt. When Monkey saw Luo Fu, he straightened his shoulders and smoothed his moustache. When the teenager saw Luo Fu, he took off his hat and hung his head. The tiller forgets to plow, and the hoe forgets to hoe. In spite of resentment, he sat watching Luo Fu.
Source: Shang Mo Sang, a collection of Yuefu poems in Han Dynasty.
The Qin family has a beautiful daughter named Luo Fu. Luo Fu is good at picking mulberry and raising silkworms. One day, he picked mulberry trees in the south of the city. Use moss as the rope on the basket and cassia twig as the hook cage. With a ponytail on his head and earrings made of balls on his ears; Silk with light yellow pattern is made into the lower skirt, and purple Zi Ling is made into the upper body jacket.
When pedestrians saw Luo Fu, they all laid down their burdens and smoothed their beards to see her. When the young man saw Luo Fu, he couldn't help taking off his hat and rearranging his turban. Those who plow forget that they are plowing, and those who hoe forget that they are hoeing; That they didn't finish their farm work, and when they came back, they blamed each other, just because they were greedy for the beauty of Luo Fu.
4, green, fat, red and thin have new words, and the window is fashionable. Like a rat, if you want to write cursive notes, you will win in a few words.
Source: Reading Yi Lee's An Wen, Song Yuanhuai.
There are always new words such as "green, fat, red and thin" in Li Qingzhao's works, and occasionally he will draw inscriptions on fans if he is interested. Cursive copybook was written with a brush like a mouse's hair, and some words were even better than those written by Wang Xizhi.
5. There is a beautiful woman, the young Wan Ru. Grind your teeth with a clever smile and a charming heart. Know yourself and know yourself, fight every battle, and be kind. The strings of sorrow and music are subtle, and the air is fragrant. Liuchu, a merchant in the palace. Feel the heart, embroidered and unforgettable.
Stay away from birds tonight. On that continent. Stretch your neck and flap your wings and shout for help. It makes me sad to care about it as soon as possible. Why do you forget your troubles in the past?
Source: Cao Pi's good deeds in Wei and Jin Dynasties
Here is a beautiful girl with beautiful eyes, charming posture, charming smile and kind attitude. Knowing the rhyme, being familiar with the score and mastering the rules of music is an expert: she plays sad songs imperceptibly, and she plays clear songs full of fragrance. Lively and passionate Chu tunes are harmonious and smooth. People are moved by this, and the wonderful music is unforgettable for a long time.
Wandering birds sleep in the middle of that small continent at night, stretching their necks and spreading their wings, calling their companions to sing sadly. I don't want to look around, which makes my heart infinitely melancholy. People in the past let me sigh, how can they forget their sadness!