The poem "Song of Eternal Sorrow" and the poem "Until Yuyang War Drum, Shocked the Earth" painted the Han emperor's attention to the beauty of the whole country and determined to find a beauty. Unfortunately, I haven't found it for many years.
There is a girl in the Yang family who has just grown up. No one has ever seen her face in the boudoir.
Natural beauty can not be buried, and finally was chosen to be with the emperor.
She turned to smile and showed all kinds of charm at the same time. All kinds of ladies in the Sixth Palace, white and green, seem to have faded all at once.
Cold spring, bath pool, hot spring water slide, washed her skin like coagulate fat.
The maid helped to take a bath, lazy and powerless. It turns out that she has just been favored by the emperor!
Flowers generally look like clouds, and jinbu shakes his head and shivers. Curtains embroidered with lotus patterns are warm and suitable for spring nights.
Spring night is too short! When the sun rises, the emperor opens his eyes. He never goes to see the ministers early.
Chasing happiness and serving banquets, she always revolves around the emperor and has no leisure time. Spring walks with her, and night is her exclusive.
There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and the emperor's love for three thousand people is concentrated on her.
At night in the palace, she dressed up to serve the holy king. After the banquet in Lou Yu, the emperor took him to bed drunk.
Sisters and brothers sealed a big country, which makes people envy, and a family is full of glory.
I'm calling inherit the wind. I think it's better to have a boy than a girl.
The Summer Palace is high in the sky. Yue Xian is floating in the palace and can be heard all over the world.
In the palace, music plays slowly and dances slowly, and the sound of orchestral music gathers but does not disperse. The emperor can't eat enough for a day.
Who knows that the drums of Yu Yang's rebellion will be jarred, and Cai Yu is stunned!
Smoke billowed from the imperial capital, and the emperor started with thousands of horses and chariots and fled to the southwest.
(Because) there is also a noble jade driver, who wobbles, stops and goes, and then walks out of the city gate for hundreds of miles.
What can we do if the Sixth Army refuses to advance? Butterfly beauty died in front of the emperor's horseshoe.
Her buds were thrown on the ground and no one picked them up, as well as the jade on her head, her goldfinch and her Hosta.
The emperor hid his face and tried to save it. He looked back and tears and blood flowed together.
The wind blows yellow dust, and the plank road winds through Jiange.
There are not many pedestrians on Emei road, and the emperor's flag has lost its luster. The sunshine is so weak.
The river in Shuhe is so green, and the mountain in Shuhe is so green. The feelings that the emperor misses day and night are hard to break.
Looking at the moonlight in the palace is sad, and listening to the rain ringing at night is also heartbroken.
Finally, one day, I returned to Beijing and came here-reluctant to leave.
There is no land where beauty died in vain among the soil under Mawei slope.
The monarch and his subjects looked at each other, their skirts shed tears, they looked east, and they believed that the horse would return to Beijing by reins.
Come back to see the palace garden, the hibiscus in Taiye Pool and the willow in Weiyang Palace, which are still charming.
Hibiscus flowers are more like her face, and willow leaves are more like her eyebrows. How can you not cry when you see a willow?
Why can't you feel it? On the day when the spring breeze blows peach blossoms and plum blossoms, on the day when the autumn rain hits the plane leaves!
The emperor's father lives in the west palace in the south, and the autumn grass is long and idle, and the leaves are not swept.
Disciples in the pear garden have grey hair when they are born, and the pepper room is in charge of the elderly.
At night, fireflies flew over the palace, and the emperor's father quietly remembered. Pick up a lonely lamp at night and can't sleep.
Just listen to the bells and drums ringing in the palace, the night is so long, and watch the Milky Way still shining in the sky. It's almost dawn, not yet!
The frost is so heavy, the Yuanyang tile above the house is so cold, and the jade is also cold. Who can unite?
You're dead, I'm still alive. For a long time, I have never seen your soul enter my dream.
There is a well-trained Taoist priest in Lin Qiong, Beijing, who can come back to life sincerely.
What can be moved is the deep affection of the emperor tossing and turning, which makes the alchemist tirelessly look for her.
He flew like lightning for nine days, and then went down to the underworld, but he didn't see her.
Suddenly I heard that there is a fairy mountain on the sea, in nothingness.
Fairy mountain pavilions are as exquisite as colorful clouds, and there are many wonderful fairies.
One of them is too real, with snow-like skin and fancy appearance, which sounds like the person he is looking for.
When the alchemist arrived at the Fairy Palace, he knocked on the door of the West Chamber, and it was Sister-in-law Xiaoyu and Dong Shuangcheng who reported the news.
When she heard that the emperor of the Han family sent envoys, she couldn't help but break Jiuhua's dream of describing the fairy family.
Push the pillow, put on your coat and get out of bed. The screen and bead curtain are opened in turn.
I saw that the bun on her head was half off. Before Carola could adjust it, she woke up and walked down the hall.
The wind made her fairy dress fluttering and dancing, just like her dress and feather dance.
Jade makes loneliness drop a pair of tears, like a pear flower with rain in spring.
She looked at the king excitedly and thanked him: because it is difficult to meet you where you are going, there is no news.
The love of Zhaoyang Temple has been cut off since then, and the days of Penglai Palace are so long!
Looking down on the world, you can only see clouds, but you can't see Chang 'an.
I can only show my affection for the old things and bring back two things, a gold hairpin and a box.
One gold hairpin, one cymbal box, half of our family.
As long as our hearts are as strong as gold and silver, we can always meet each other, although we are far away from heaven and earth!
When I leave, there is another word that is very important. Only he and I know this oath.
On July 7th of the first year of Tianbao, there was no one in the middle of the night. The two of us whispered:
In the sky, we hope to be a wing bird forever. On the ground, we hope to be a branch forever.
It will come to an end one day forever. This regret will last for a long time and will never be eliminated.