Zhao Jun also has poems handed down from generation to generation. Wang Zhaojun's "Complaints"
Qiu Shu is lush, with yellow leaves and birds in the mountains, gathering in Basang.
Raising hairiness is described as living light, getting clouds, and winding room in the upper reaches.
Leaving the palace is absolutely spacious, physically ruined, and the heart is not heavy. You can't be awkward.
Although I want to appoint a bird, I am hesitant. I'm alone, and it's getting more and more frequent.
Swallows are far away from Xiqiang, and mountains are wide in Gao Chuan.
Mom and dad, the obstacles are long, alas! Worried and sad.
Li Bai's "Two Poems with Wang Zhaojun" shows the princess in the shadow of Qin Diyue, a Han family. Once on the jade pass, the end of the world is gone forever. John also went out from the East China Sea, and Fei Ming married the west with no future. Swallow branches grow in Leng Xue, and moths are haggard and unshaven. Life is short of gold and waste maps, and death remains in the tomb. Zhaojun brushed the jade saddle and blushed when he got on the horse. Today, the Han Palace is the concubine of Alakazam in the Ming Dynasty.