The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Singing and dancing slowly, the emperor's eyes can't stare at her enough. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust from the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack of the steeple path.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves.
The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? .
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *.
The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
So he went to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell Shuang Perfect. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose.
A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Mrs. Xiang Quyuan
Di Zi fell on Zhu Bei, and his eyes were pitiful.
Autumn wind blows gently, and Dongting waves under the leaves.
Celebrate the wedding day by boasting a white cup.
What's on the tree when the bird is among the apples?
In Yuan's place, and Li Lan, and I think Childe is afraid to speak.
Looking from a distance, look at the flowing water.
What do elk eat? What are dumplings?
Chi Chao Ma Yu Xi Gao Jiang, Xi Ji Xi Lu.
When I hear that beautiful woman calling me, I will drive away.
Build a room in the water, repair it and cover it.
The sun wall is like a purple altar, and the pepper is like a hall.
Xi Lan, Guidong, Yi Xinmei Xi Pharmacy.
This is a curtain, this is a curtain.
White Xi is a small town, and Shi Lan Xi is perfume.
Wu, dazzling Du Heng.
A hundred herbs combine with the real court to build a fragrant door.
When nine flowers meet, the spirit comes like a cloud.
Donate more than the river, and leave more than the river.
If you go to Tingzhou and Du Ruo, you will be far away.
You can't get it suddenly, you can speak freely and be tolerant. It is difficult to plan to drain and level the ground, and each will flow from east to west and from north to south. Life also has a life, so Ann can sigh and sit back and relax. Drink some wine to comfort yourself and sing "It's hard to walk", and the singing is interrupted by drinking. If the heart is not wood and stone, it will not feel, and it will not dare to speak if it is swallowed. Shuchengxiang temple
Don du fu
Where is the temple of the famous prime minister in a pine forest near the Silk City?
The green grass in spring dyed the steps red, and every leaf in Huang Peng made a wonderful sound.
He gave his heart to two generations, and he often cared about the world.
But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats. Book indignation-Lu You
When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain. It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse.
Stuffed on the Great Wall, making empty promises, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded. Real name first, who is better than one thousand years! Visiting the ancient Betty Wong, Gou Jian broke Wu Gui, and the soldiers went home to do their best.
Maid-in-waiting is like a flower in Man Chun Hall, but only partridges are flying today. Mei (Song) Li Qingzhao
Autumn lotus root fragrance, jade lingering (Yunnan). Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Flowers on the river under the moonlight in spring
Year: Tang Author: Zhang Style: Yuefu
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moonlight by the river?
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.
There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?
Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.
Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I wonder how many people will return every month. Falling flowers shake trees all over the river. Song of the night deer gate
In the evening, the bell of the temple echoed in the valley, and a noisy voice sounded at Yulu Ferry.
When others walked along the river bank to their homes, I also took a boat to Liumen Mountain.
The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile.
Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here.
Visit Tianmu Mountain in a Dream
A tourist who sails will say Japan, where the water and fog are hidden outside the method, but the Vietnamese say that the mother mountain in the sky, the clouds disappear or are visible. On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China. The roof is 18000 feet, and at this point, it begins to turn southeast.
My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue. They cross Jinghu Lake on a moonlit night. The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe. Xie Gong is outside today, and the monkey is singing clearly on the blue waves. I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder. Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. Thousands of turns, flowers lure me, stones slow me down. The day suddenly ended. Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains. Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog. God of thunder and lightning, landslides in hills, caves, stone gates and sinkholes. An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon light up the gold and silver terrace. Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one. With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows. I move, my soul flies, and I wake up with a long sigh. My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.
This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water. So I'm leaving you. I don't know how long it will take. But let me raise a white deer on my green hillside and ride to you when I need you, Dashan. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face. Climbing Yueyang Tower, I've heard about Dongting Lake for a long time, and now I'm climbing this building. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water. There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing. Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only join the old in Jiangnan. The spring water is greener than the sky, and tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain. The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.
After a heavy rain, I was in Wangchuan's cabin.
Rain is stored in the forest, smoke comes slowly, and steamed quinoa is used to cook millet.
An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.
I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine branches.
Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .
Foreign night
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! . Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . A shareholder of Xincheng Road knew that I was going to travel in the mountains and blew away the sound of rain accumulated between the eaves. Clouds on the ridge are covered with floc hats, and bronze finches are hung on the trees on the first day. Wild peaches and bamboo hedges are short, and streams and willows shake sand and clear water. Xiqiao people should be the happiest, cooking celery and burning bamboo shoots in spring ploughing. Yangzhou man
Song Jiangkui
Cherish the spring soldier applied for the day of the son of heaven and gave it to Wei Yang. At the beginning of the night snow, the wheat is looking forward to it. Entering the city, the city walls are depressed, the cold water is blue, the dusk is getting up, and the corner is sad. I feel sad from it and feel sorry for past lives, because I am watching this song. Yan Qian, an old man, thinks there is sadness in "millet separation".
Huaizuomingdu, Zhuxi is a good place with few saddles on the initial journey. Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green. Since Huma went to see the river, he abandoned the trees by the pool and still hated talking about soldiers. Twilight, clear corners and cold winds are all empty cities.
It is not surprising that Du's reward is too heavy now. Vertically speaking, although the dream of a brothel is good, it is difficult to be affectionate. The 24th Bridge is still there, and Leng Yue is silent. After reading the red medicine by the bridge, you will know who you should live for every year. A trip to Sauvignon Blanc, a trip to the water, a trip to Guan Yu, and lights at night. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden. You won't see how the water of the Yellow River flows from heaven into the ocean. When you enter the wine, you will never come back.
Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .
Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink. Don't stop drinking.
Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! .
How expensive are the bells and drums? I hope I won't wake up when I'm drunk
Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.
Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .
Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow. The pavilion night is over in winter, and the end of the world is frosty and snowy.
Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains.
Wild cries and smells of war, I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn.
Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world ... Li Pingyin, Shu Tong, Zhang, the empty mountain is stagnant.
Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China.
Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor.
Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain.
Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves.
Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits. Yu Meiren/Li Yu
When will there be a bright moon in the Spring and Autumn Period? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, so the country can't look at the moon.
Carved fences and jade articles should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? It's just a river flowing east! Covered with agarwood, Su curtain can relieve summer heat. Birds call clear, intrude into the eaves. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one. My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu. These are all poems. May the landlord get good grades.