An archaic poem containing the word husband.

Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting"

I said juvenile madness, which led to yellow on the left and pale on the right. Golden hat, mink and fur, thousands of riding rolls and leveling posts. In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.

Wine, chest and gallbladder are still open, and the temples are slightly frosty. What are the disadvantages? When will Feng Tang deliver it? I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.

Li He's The Old Lady's Jade Song

Pick jade, pick jade, and make a lewd step.

I'm worried about the hungry dragon. Blue Creek is not innocent.

The rain eats seeds at night, and the cuckoo is full of blood and tears.

The water of the blue stream hates strangers, and the stream is hated for thousands of years.

The cedar and cypress are whistling in the wind and rain, and the rope is green at the foot of the spring.

The village is cold and white, missing the baby, and hanging grass on the ancient stone platform.

Xin Qiji's Qing Ping Le

Li Anyun Songzhu, everything starts from now on.

The meat stuck to the east branch,

Wine ripens first at the bedside.

Xifeng Lizaoshan Garden,

The child stole a long pole.

Don't surprise others,

I'll sit by and watch.