The concubine rides on an oil-walled chariot, and the man rides on a green horse. Where can we unite as one, under the pines and cypresses of Xiling? " ——Su Xiaoxiao (This poem must not have been written by Su Xiaoxiao. The original title was "Su Xiaoxiao Song", a folk song of the Southern Dynasties, which was first published in "New Odes of Yutai". The author is unknown.)
Later generations of scholars and scholars were also very moved, as evidenced by poems: Li He's poem "Su Xiaoxiao's Tomb": The orchid dew is like a cry of eyes. . The wind is the clothes, the water is the wear. The oil-walled car waits for a long time. Under the Xiling, the wind blows and rains.
The singing evokes echoes, the dancing clothes disperse the autumn shadows. Dreams are gone in the brothel, and the bones are cold. In the bronze mirror, the hungry crow hangs on the moon and crows, and the wild fire is not extinguished. The mountain monster laughs into the fox. Cave. Under the Qiantang tide in the west mausoleum, the tide comes and goes and the willows in front of the tomb are unbroken, and the spring breeze twists them together.