"The Empress Zhaohui of the Zhou Dynasty" - Li Yu
As time goes by, the people will be overwhelmed by their sighs. When cravings and desires prevail, joys and sorrows arise. I am in love with you at home, and come to Tianjin when something happens. The wealth is abundant and the world is at ease, but the joy and sorrow are in the Yin Dynasty. The dark black rabbit is in vain, and the lush summer withers in spring. As time goes by, I forget about the new. The scenery is in ruins, and the world is full of rivers. The interaction with foreign objects still hurts people in the past. The strange dream of Gaotang, the glory of Luopu, the structure of humiliation and emptiness, and the pity for the end of the past. My heart is broken, and my joy and sorrow have their place. How could Cang Cang deserve to be killed? It's hard to catch up with someone who's graceful and graceful, and you won't be able to gain anything in the world. The jade weeps and the beads melt, but it dies and breaks into pieces. Rouyi is handsome and virtuous, solitary and beautiful, her slender and tall figure is graceful and open-minded. Beauty may not be refined, but wisdom may not hurt. Pan Shen ridiculed and warned, but he was careful and solemn. The ring is worn and worn, and the rules are followed. Know how to smile and show off your beauty. There are clouds on the temples, and the eyes are shining brightly. The love is full of spring, and the words of love are fragrant. The beauty is unique and the metal is auspicious. There is no fault in her graceful appearance, and she teaches many ways. Passing away alone. Where can I leave you? Once upon a time I was newly married and my relationship was very good. The matchmaker has no excuses for his work, and there is no illegal reward for the matchmaker. The invitation to return to my sister is a sign of good fortune. This is the way to be united and prepared. Hold your son's hand and grow old together. How about now, why don’t you tell me finally? Alas!
When aspirations and aspirations are violated, filial piety and love overcome everything. Diligent and gentle, strong to defeat dangerous words. Longing for regrets and tears of sorrow. What is the meaning of forbearance? Read this sad compilation. The beauty is easy to wither, and the city is easy to be fragile. The truth is that it can be tolerated, but a strong heart is drunk. Faith is worthy of a meal, and hunger in the morning is comfort. How can we be together once and for all? Alas!
Rich in talents and arts, women are also talented. Pick up the opera and pass on the skills, and perform the chess wonderfully. The charm is moving and fortune-telling, and the song is lingering in a soft tone. This is a gift of love and quality, and a unique weapon to pass on to China. With one move of the Cuiqiu, the red sleeves flew into bloom. The love is in the sky, and the thoughts are in the clouds. Expand and conceal restraint, slender and extravagant. Extreme poverty, no flaws. Those who judge the sound look up and stop, and those who reach the joy sigh. The music performance came late, and the audience was invited to dance, with sharp hands and quick hands, chanting business and presenting feathers. The tannery is often adjusted, and the method is moved to the degree. Jian curbs complexity and creates new rules. The old songs of neon clothes, Tao Yin has fallen into the world, and has lost its taste and harmonious tone, which still hurts Kong's family. The legacy of the motherland is almost lost. I admire its beauty, and you reveal its secrets. The remaining laws of degree are re-made elegantly. Who is not a son? Sincerely I have the same kind. Now you will die, and you will disappear forever. Alas!
It is so beautiful and fragrant that it is difficult for others to agree with it. Looking at the empty hall, I can find my trace in the sky. When mourning the deceased, keep the memories in mind. Jingxu died of carvings, and his forehead was embroidered by the wind. Swallows and swallows exchange sounds and colors. Butterflies and flowers fall in disorder, the rain is clear and the food is cold. After the chariot comes the poor joy, it is a feast and a rest. Holding peach recommendation is solid, fearing the sun will flow empty. The forest carvings are in the evening, and the lotus dances are sparsely red. The smoke is light and beautiful, and the snow is shining on the face. The slender eyebrows are fangyue, and the high bun is winding. How can I follow my soft and graceful face? The cicadas sing with sorrow, the locust trees wither and complain. The four qi are poor and sad, and gather for this autumn feast. My mind is free from worries and nothing can be messed up. The string music is clear and businesslike, and the beauty is drunk and looking forward to it. No matter what the mood is, sing and feast in style. The flowers grow in the cold, and the orchids dance in the snow. The pearl cage is filled with scrolls at dusk, and the golden stove is fragrant at dusk. Lil Wodan, graceful and clear. I'm tired of drinking at night, how can I forget? Year after year, I enjoy the joy and enjoyment. If you don't have enough time, you will feel melancholy first. How could it suddenly become the past? Alas!
What is called the dead is lost in passing. I miss Shuzi forever. If you don't see love, my heart will be ruined. I feel so guilty about the cold and heat, why would I rather stay away from you? Alas!
All things have no intention, just like the wind and smoke. Only the sun and the moon are used, and the clouds and rain are used. Things remain the same, where are the people? How can I live in a quiet room? Alas!
The good name is here, and looking at the moon hurts the girl. The eyes are forever apart, and there is no wave in the mirror. The emperor is in despair, how does he feel? The trees are green at dusk, and the sorrow is endless. I have experienced many joys and many legacy. The sound of silk and bamboo is quiet, and the scent of Qiluo is fragrant. Thoughts are indifferent and dissatisfied, and the feeling becomes more and more haggard. Alas!
As the years pass by, there is no time to see each other. Love is chaotic, who will rely on it! It was the same when we were trying to maintain the past, but it was not the same when we were trying to maintain the present. Alas!
God is unkind, and holding grudges is a virtue; he not only takes my son, but also destroys my house. In what year will the mirror come back again, and in what day will the orchid bloom? Alas!
The sky is filled with sorrowful clouds, and the sky is warm with sorrowful smoke. Emei is lonely and close to the city, and I am sad and sad. Alas!
The sun and moon come sometimes, the tortoises and grass grow, and the Xiaojia flags are always raised. The dragon's chariot has come and gone, and the golden house will never have its owner. Alas! The trees are intertwined with the wind, and the birds are singing and flying. I am saddened by the lonely shadow, and the pain is endless because of my private pity. Alas!
Why don’t we feel sad every night? My heart is broken because I have so much to ask for but I can't get anything. The trumpet is silent, how can it continue? God is gone forever and good.
Alas!
Yao Yao's fragrant soul, walking in the vast sky, touching the tree with blood, where can I invite my son? Gou Yun's road is so poor that he hopes to convey his love to the alchemist! Alas!