Cao Xueqin [Qing Dynasty]
It is not easy to live in peace with Victoria. This is the month of Rong Gui Jing Fang, and it is also the day when there is no choice. Yuan is muddy and jade. I'd like to offer flowers, iced fish, Qin Fang fountain and maple syrup tea. Although they are small, they are sincere and sincere, and they are a sacrifice to the daughter of Gong Si Furong.
It has been six years since I secretly thought about my daughter's death. The surname of his hometown has been forgotten for a long time. And jade in the pillow comb, perched on the evening of the banquet tour, love and blasphemy, and * * *, only five years in August.
Looking back on her daughter's life, her quality is not enough to describe her preciousness, her sex is not enough to describe her cleanliness, her spirit is not enough to describe her essence, and her appearance is not enough to describe her color. My sister likes fairies, and I admire Huide.
Unexpectedly, the pigeon hates its height and the eagle is surprised; I'm jealous of its stink. I'm jealous of it! Flowers are afraid of themselves, but arrogant; Liu Ben is so sad, why not take a bath! I am deeply sorry for being slandered occasionally by methods. So the cherry lips are red and faded, and the rhyme is groaning; Apricot noodles are fragrant and dry, and the color is old and ugly. Rumors and criticisms come from the screen; Thorns and hazelnuts spread to households. If you hire people, you will replace them, but in the end you will be angry. Deep and endless, and endless. High standards of jealousy, boudoir hate Changsha; I'm dangerous. I'm in pain in the wild. Self-storage bitterness, who pity death? Fairy clouds, sweet toes are hard to find. Mainland fans gather in caves. Where is the fragrance of death? If the sea fails, there will be no medicine for rebirth.
Eyebrows were black and blue, and I was still painting yesterday; The ring is cold, but who is warm today? The medicine left in the cauldron is still there, and the traces of tears are still there. Parting in the mirror, worrying about opening the musk moon; Comb dragonflies, mourn sandalwood and cloud teeth. Entrust the gold to the grass, pick up the jade box and throw it into the dust. The building is empty, and the needle of Tanabata hangs; Who will continue the five elements without Yuanyang?
Kuang Naijin is a festival. When Bai Di was in power, he had a dream that there was no one in the empty room. Tongjie is dark, and the fragrant soul and the beautiful image are sold together; Honor account incense residue, breathed heavily * * * fine words. Even the sky is fading, it is not alone; Crickets are everywhere. The exposed steps were laid late and the curtains were not cold; The rain falls on the autumn wall, and the courtyard next door looks at the flute. The name is still alive, and the parrot is still calling in front of the eaves; Brilliant quality will die, and the begonia outside the threshold will wither ahead of time. After grabbing the screen, the lotus petals are silent; In front of the grass court, Lan Fang was in vain. Who will cut the embroidery thread and silver ribbon? Broken ice silk, golden bucket, fragrant incense is not ironed.
Yesterday, due to strict orders, I rushed to Fiona Fang; Today, I committed a kind crime. I leaned on crutches and threw my coffin nearby. And when I heard that the coffin was smashed, I was ashamed to violate the alliance of * * * *; Stone is a disaster, and shame is like ashes.
Er is an ancient temple in the west wind, with green phosphorus flooding, barren sunset and scattered bones. The elms are rustling and the flowers are rustling. You can crow apes in the fog and cry ghosts around the smoke. In the account of being a red scorpion, the son is affectionate; I believe that loess is in the middle of Gansu, and my daughter's life is thin! Runan tears and blood, speckled on the west wind; Yu Zhong of Zize silently persuaded Lengyue.
Oh! Are immortals jealous of quotations as disasters? Is banning slaves lenient? I'm still angry when I cut the bitch's heart! Although the fate of the Qing dynasty was shallow, the disdain for jade was particularly deep. I can't help asking questions because of my thoughtfulness.
Only then did I know that God hung down and the Flower Palace was waiting for a letter. She gave birth to Whelan, and she ruled the lotus in death. Listening to the little maid seems to be nonsense; According to the thought of turbid jade, it is well-founded. He ye: In the past, Ye Fashan was fascinated by writing tablets, and Li Changji was called to write tablets. Although things are human beings, they are also human beings. Therefore, birds of a feather flock together, people are divided into groups, and non-people are divided into groups, and evil is not right. At the beginning, I believed that the balance entrusted to me by God was the most harmonious and cooperative, and I lived up to everything I was given. Because I hope it is not ignorant, otherwise I will degenerate to this point, and I will not use vulgar words, which will pollute my hearing. Is a song and recruit yue:
Why is the sky so pale that you can swim on the dome with a jade shovel? Why is the land so vast, driving a Yao elephant down to the spring soil? Looking at the umbrella cover, suppressing the light at the bottom of the basket? Fierce jade is the leader, and Wei Wei is weak. Qu Honglong thought he was sheltering from the wind, and he was looking forward to the moon. Listen to the train tracks, turn over and collect them. I was surprised to hear the smell, but I don't think so. How to treat dazzling skirts and bright moon? It's an altar made of cockroaches, and it's a lotus made of candle orchid cream. Wenwen thinks it's embarrassing to let the laurel float? Looking at the cloud, expecting, what seems to be it? What do you hear in a trance? I'm sweating and dying, and I'm willing to give up on myself. Forward company drives me, Hebei company carries me back? What is center generosity, but what is it? However, Qing Yan has been sleeping for a long time, so what about the change of fate? Gentle and steady, real and ridiculous. I'm still bound and attached, and I'm still smart. Why don't you come here?
If you live in HarmonyOS system, you will be very quiet. Although you are here, I can't see you. Smoke and obstacles, column Cang Pulsen line. Be alert to Ada's drowsiness and release the bitter taste of lotus seeds. Motome is in Guiyang and Fu Fei is in Zhu Lan. Blowing sheng, Joan Hinton is coming. The concubine who was recruited began to bask in Lishan. Turtles are the spirit of Lop, and animals dance in salty pools. Potential Chishui singing dragons, gathered in Xifeng, Zhu Lin. This is honest and sincere, and this is embarrassing. It started in the lower city and also started in Xuanpu. Micro words will pass, complex words will hinder. Intermittent clouds, misty rain in the air. The dust is gathering, the stars are high and the mountains in the afternoon are beautiful. What is a heavy heart, if it is vivid? I am disappointed, crying and hesitating. People's language is lonely and naturally quiet. Birds fly in fright, fish swish. Mourning is prayer, and ceremony is auspicious. Alas! Shangxiang
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Long live the Millennium in the Taiping year. Hibiscus osmanthus smells like the bright moon, but there is no way to mourn the sky. Yuan is muddy and jade. We would like to offer you a cup of maple syrup tea with thyme as fragrance, ice bream as silk and spring water from Qin Fang Pavilion. Although these four things are modest, let's take this opportunity to express our sincere wishes and put them in front of the daughter of Lotus, the god of flowers in Bai Di Palace.
I silently miss that it has been sixteen years since the girl came to this dirty world. Your ancestors' native place and surname have long been forgotten, so there is no way to look it up. But I can get along closely with you in daily life, dress up, eat and play, which is only a little over five years and eight months!
Looking back on the girl's life, your quality and good words can hardly be compared with her nobility; Your heart, crystal ice and snow, is hard to compare with its purity; Your soul, the star of the bright sun, is incomparable with its brilliance; Your face, spring flowers and autumn moon are hard to compare with its beauty. Sisters become elegant in worshipping you, and aunts and mothers admire your kindness.
However, who would have expected that the evil bird hated Gaoxiang, but the eagle was caught in the net; Smelly grass avoids fragrance, but vanilla is actually cut. Flowers are timid, how to deal with the strong wind? Willow branches are already very sad. How can they stand the heavy rain? Once he was slandered, he got an incurable disease. Therefore, cherry-like lips, faded bright red, issued a groaning voice; Sweet apricot-like face, lost its fragrance, revealing a gaunt sick face. Gossip comes from behind the screen; Thorns and poisonous weeds covered the front window. Where is the death of self-incrimination? What a shame, come to a bad end. You are full of endless worries and grievances! The noble character is envied, and her daughter's resentment is like Jia Yi who was demoted to Changsha after being hit; Strong and upright, stabbed, the girl's misery is more than stealing the land to save the flood and being killed in Haneo. Being alone is infinitely bitter. Who pities who unfortunately dies young? Now that you have vanished like a fairy cloud, where can I find your trace? I don't know the way to gather in the grottoes. Where does the fragrance of immortality come from? No fairy raft can cross the sea to Penglai, and there is no panacea for rebirth.
The black on your eyebrows is like smoke. I drew it myself yesterday. The ring on your hand is cold. Who heats it now? The residue in the cooker is still there, and the tears on the skirt are still wet. The mirror was broken and the phoenix lost its spouse. I am so sad that I can't bear to open the makeup box of Musk Moon. The comb melted, and Yunlong flew up and broke Tan Yun's comb teeth. I am very sad. Your beaded flowers inlaid with golden jade were abandoned in the weeds, and your Hosta fell into the dust and was picked up. The magpie building is empty, and on the night of the meeting of the Niunv Magpie Bridge on July 7, you no longer wear the eye of a needle; Yuanyang has broken silk, which one can be connected with five-color silk thread?
Besides, the five elements belong to gold in autumn, and the western white emperor is the commander in chief in time. Although lonely bedding has dreams, there is no one in the empty house. How dim the moonlight is before the steps planted with buttonwood trees! Your fragrant soul and beautiful posture die together; In the gauze curtain embroidered with hibiscus flowers, the fragrance has dissipated, and your delicate breath and subtle words have disappeared. There are more endless rotten grasses than endless reeds! There are bleak voices everywhere, nothing more than the whine of crickets. The little night dew sprinkled on the mossy step stone, and the sound of hitting the anvil no longer came through the curtain; The autumn rain hit the wall covered with Ficus pumila, and it was difficult to hear the plaintive flute in the yard next door. Your name is still in my ear, and the parrot in front of the eaves is still calling; Your life is coming to an end, and the begonia outside the railing will wither ahead of time. In the past, you hid behind the screen to hide and seek, but now, you can't hear your own footsteps; Once upon a time, you went to mow in front of the yard. Now, those vanilla flowers are waiting for you to pick them in vain! The embroidery thread has been discarded. Who else will cut the pattern and set the color? White silk is broken, no one burns iron, no one burns spices!
Yesterday, I was ordered by strict father to go far away on business, so I didn't have time to say goodbye to you. Today, I don't care whether the loving mother will be angry or not, but I came to offer my condolences with a stick. Who knew your coffin was carried away again? When I heard the news that your coffin was burned, I immediately felt that I had broken my oath to die with you. I am deeply ashamed that your last resting place suffered such a disaster. I tell you an old saying, you should assimilate dust.
Look at the west wind ancient temple, green phosphorus lingering; On the barren grave in the sunset, the bones are scattered and hard to collect! Listen to the rustling of eucalyptus and elm trees, and the rustling and whispering of mugwort leaves! The mourning ape cries through the cave of the misty tomb, and the ghost cries around the misty ridge. Originally, I thought the son in the red gauze tent had deep feelings, but now I believe the girl in the loess pile. Her fate is really tragic! I lost Jasper like King Runan, and my tears and blood can only be spilled to the west wind; For another example, Skillen couldn't keep the green beads, and this silent confession could only be confided to Leng Yue.
Ah! This is a disaster caused by the conspiracy of quotations, where is God jealous of our friendship! Will my punishment be lenient if I clamp the rotten mouth of a long-tongued slave? Cut open that vicious woman's black heart, and my resentment will be hard to get rid of! Although your fate in the world is shallow, I have deep feelings for you. Because I am infatuated, it is inevitable that I will always ask questions.
Now I know that the Emperor of Heaven has issued a decree to make you a flower palace. You were with Whelan when you were alive. You are dead, please be the master of hibiscus. It seems ridiculous to listen to my little daughter. I think this is well founded. Why? Ye Fashan in the Tang Dynasty once took Li Yong's soul away from his dream and asked him to write an inscription. The poet Li He was also sent by the Emperor of Heaven to write a note to Baiyulou. Although things are different, the reason is the same. Therefore, everything must find someone who can deserve it. If this person is not worthy of this, is it too cruel? Now, I believe that it is extremely appropriate for God to measure a person and entrust things to him, and he will not live up to his character and talent. So, I hope your immortal soul can come here. I specially told you these words well, made a song to call your soul, and said:
Why is the sky so gray! Did you drive Yulong and invite you to swim in heaven? Why is the earth so big! Did you drive an ivory cart to the cemetery? Look at that beautiful umbrella! Is it the light of the white star and the tail star that you ride? Open the canopy decorated with feathers and open the road ahead! Are dangerous stars and virtual stars guarding your sides? Let Yun Shen accompany you as a servant! Do you expect the moon-driving god to send you away? Listen to the axle creak! Are you driving a couple on a trip? Smell the fragrant aroma! Did you connect Du Heng in series? How dazzling this dress is! Did you carve the bright moon on the earrings? Make an altar with lush flowers and leaves! Did you light the lamp and burn incense oil? Carve patterns on the gourd as drinking utensils! Are you drinking green wine and cinnamon pulp? Look up at the clouds in the sky and stare! I seem to see something; Bow your head to the distance and listen to it! I heard something in a trance. Are you dating the vast tuas in an infinitely distant place? How dare you abandon me in this world! Please ask Fengshen to help me drive! Can you drive me there? For this reason, my heart is full of emotion! What's the use of crying for nothing? You sleep quietly! Is the change of heaven really like this? Since the tomb is so safe! Why do you want to become a fairy after death? I am still bound and a burden to the world! Can your soul feel something and come to me? Come on, don't go again when you come! You'd better come here!
You live in chaos and silence; Even if you come here, you can't be seen. I use female radish as a curtain and arrange calamus on both sides, like a ritual. Also warned Ada not to sleep, and taught Lianxin not to suffer. Motome invites you to the mountain covered with laurel trees, and Fu Fei greets you at the edge of the continent covered with orchids. Blowing sheng for you, blowing cold springs for you; Called Song a princess and alarmed Li Shan's mother. Gui Ling jumped out of Luoshui with a book on his back, just like Dayu did when he was controlling water. All the animals danced in groups like Yao and Shun's fairy pool songs. Lurking in Chishui, the dragon is singing; Phoenix, which lives in Zhu Lin, is flying. Respect and piety can touch the gods, and there is no need to decorate the facade with sacrificial vessels.
You start from the lower city in the sky and return to Xuanpu Wonderland in Kunlun Mountain. Obviously, we can communicate with each other, but suddenly we are shrouded in Qingyun and can't get close. Life is intermittent, like clouds and smoke, and the fairy is ethereal, but it is hard to see like fog and drizzle. The dust and fog have dissipated and the stars are high; How beautiful these streams and mountains are! The moon is at the zenith. Why is my heart so upset? Like a dream unfolding before your eyes. So I sighed heartily, looked around in disappointment, cried and wandered.
People, already asleep; Bamboo grove, playing the music of nature. I saw frightened birds flying around, only to hear fish chirping on the water. I wrote down my inner sadness and held this memorial ceremony as a prayer, hoping for good luck. Sadness, please come and taste this fragrant tea!