The Everlasting Regret
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.
Bai Juyi, the author of Song of Eternal Sorrow, made a statue.
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.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes will never stare at her.
Fu (pí) came at the instigation and broke the "Chang Yu Song".
Què, a nine-fold city gate, was born, with smoke and dust everywhere, and thousands of troops sailed to the southwest.
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.
Dian, a green and white jade tassel and a golden hairy bird, failed to collect land.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.
Yun Zhan yíng hid in the yellow dust from a cold wind and went to Jiange.
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.
With the sun facing away, the emperor clung to it and refused to leave.
In the soil under the slope of Mawei (wéi), that memory, that anguish. 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.
Autumn grass in Xigong Nanyuan, with red leaves piled up on the steps.
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.
The porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof are thick with morning cream. Who is cold in jade (Q and N)?
Year after year, the distance between life and death, but no beloved soul has visited his dream (also called "dreaming").
Hongduke, a Taoist in Lin Qiong (Qing Dynasty), was able to summon the gods by paying attention.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.
He cleared the way in space, split the ether like lightning, and ascended to heaven for help (same as Time).
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 story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world.
Exquisite pavilions (also known as "exquisite pavilions") Five clouds rise and exquisite immortals move 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 Jinmen Pass in the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate and asked a girl named Yuchuaner to tell him.
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 her drowsiness, and both the pearl foil (bó) and the silver screen (yǐ) were opened.
Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat came loose.
The wind blows the fairy (mèi), as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather clothes.
Tears fell from her sad pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
Xie, since they broke up, her body and voice have become strange.
Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
Looking back at the human world (huán) and looking at the capital, there is only fog and dust.
Only old things are affectionate, and Diann and Chai Jin will send them.
But a branch of the hairpin, one side of the box, Chai Bo (bǐ), gold and silver (diàn) were kept.
However, teaching (Chinese elective course was originally called "Ling") is as powerful as gold. Somewhere, sometime, on earth or in heaven, we will definitely.
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 and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end (sometimes), and this endless sadness will last forever.
Qiupu song
(Tang) Li Bai
White hair three thousands of feet,
The sorrow of fate is like a (a) long.
I don't know. In the mirror,
Where did you get the autumn frost?
Chileger
Chilechuan ①, Yinshan ②.
The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.
The sky is gray and wild,
When the wind blows, I look down on cattle and sheep.
Today's song
Wen Jia (China Ming Dynasty painter)
After today,
Today is really rare!
Not today,
When did this happen?
Today is the centenary of life,
It's a pity not to do it today.
If we wait until the Ming Dynasty,
There is another thing in the Ming dynasty.
Talking about "Today's Song" for you,
Please start today.
Make Way for Tomorrow
Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow,
There are so many tomorrows.
I live tomorrow,
Everything is wasted.
If the world is tired of tomorrow,
In spring, I went to Qiu Lai to be a veteran.
Watch the water flow eastward and the sunset at dusk.
What will tomorrow be like in a hundred years?
Please listen to my song tomorrow.
Zhang's Song of the Jade Son;
Before the egrets fly to mount cisse, the peach blossoms and flowing water are full of mandarin fish fat, and the green bamboo hats and green hemp fibers don't have to return in the oblique wind and drizzle.
Geshuge
The Big Dipper is high in the night sky; Night in Gotham, with swords and fierce guards.
No more barbarians, nor their horses and cows, dared to wade across the border.
A poem on the stone drum
I often take this picture off the stone drum and advise me to try to make a stone drum song.
Du Fu is gone. Li Bai is dead. What can my poor talent do for Shigu? .
When the power of the Zhou Dynasty was weak and people's grievances in China were boiling, Emperor Xuandi was furious and waved his sacred spear.
And open his big audience, accept all the tributes, and kings and lords come before him with sonorous weapons.
They hunted in Qiyang, proving their marksmanship, and the fallen birds and animals were scattered for 3 thousand miles.
This discovery was recorded and told the new generation that these drums were cut from protruding cliffs and made of stone.
Poets and craftsmen, all the first steps, creation and chisel-set in the mountains.
It's raining, moxibustion, wildfire burning, ghosts guarding you. oh
Where will he find the trace on this paper? Loyal to the original, without changing a hair.
The meaning is deep, the phrase is obscure and difficult to read, and the style of the characters is neither square nor tadpole-shaped.
Time has not conquered the beauty of these letters, and the sword is sharp.
Like a phoenix dance, like an angel hovering down, like a jade coral tree with staggered branches.
Golden rope and iron rope lock Niuzhuang, like a fragrant tripod thrown into the sea, like a dragon sky.
Historians forgot to collect these ancient poems in order to make the music songs of the two books more colorful and compelling.
Confucius traveled in the west, but not to Qin. He chose our planet and stars, but missed the sun and the moon.
It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and I can't help crying when I think of these beautiful things.
I remember that when I was awarded the highest degree, it was the first year of Yuanhe.
A friend of mine, who was in the western camp at that time, offered to help me remove these ancient relics.
I took a shower, changed my clothes, and then made a request to the headmaster, stressing to him the rarity of these most precious things.
They can be wrapped in blankets and packed in boxes. Ten barrels can only hold a few camels.
Like a high incense burner, add luster to the palace, otherwise their brilliance and value will increase by a hundredfold.
If the monarch shows them to universities, students can study them and decipher them without doubt.
Many people, attracted to the cultural capital, will soon gather from all corners of the empire.
We can wash the moss, pick out the dirt, restore the original surface and put them in a suitable and safe place forever.
Covered by a huge building with a wide eaves, where they won't suffer as before.
But government officials are used to it. Please be grateful to me.
So the shepherd boy beat the drums to make a fire, and the cows polished their horns on it, and no one dealt with them devoutly.
Still aging and rotting, they may be erased soon. For six years, I have been sighing for them and singing to the west.
The familiar handwriting of Wang Xizhi, although beautiful, can have several pages, only for a few white geese.
But now, eight generations after the week, all the wars are over, why doesn't anyone care about these drums?
The empire is peaceful, the government is free, poets are respected again, Confucianism and men.
Anneng is still on the list, and it really needs an eloquent flow, just like a cataract.
But, alas, my voice, in my song of stone drums, turned into a pleading voice choked by my own tears.
Yuhubai
Martyrs bump into jade pots and cherish their old age. Three cups of sword dance, autumn moon,
Suddenly, I sang and cried. At the beginning of the phoenix, purple mud appeared, and the emperor called it a royal banquet.
Praise the Lord for nine days, stir up red waves and green sages. Change the number of flying horses in the sky,
Give coral a white whip. The world doesn't know that Dong Fangshuo, the great hidden Golden Gate, is a fallen fairy.
Xi Shi Ying smiled and frowned, and the ugly girl was tired. Although the king likes moths and eyebrows,
But the palace is jealous of killing people.
Liang Yuanyin and Li Bai
I drifted to Jingque, Huang Yun, hung up my seat and entered Bolian Mountain. The waters are vast and the distance is disgusting.
Visiting the ancient times and the platform. The stage is full of concern for the guests, so it is a song of wine to Liangyuan.
But I remember Ruan Gongyong of Pengchi, because I sang the water and set off waves. Hongbo is fascinated by the old country.
It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. When it comes to destiny, don't worry about it, drink wine and climb the stairs.
The flat-headed slave shakes the fan, and it is not hot in May. Pan Yu Yang Mei is for you,
Yanwu is as beautiful as flowers and snow. Drinking with salt, not learning to be noble.
In the past, people believed in Ling Jun, but today people cultivate the Mausoleum. Barren cities shine like blue mountains and the moon,
All the ancient trees are in the clouds. Since Liang Wang Palace Que is safe, Ma Mei will not treat each other first.
Dancing shadows and songs are scattered in the green pool, and the empty water flows eastward to the sea. I burst into tears when I thought about it.
Gold was drunk and couldn't come back. Even calling five white lines and six blogs, Cao is gambling on wine.
Song and rumor, meaning far away. It is not too late to make a comeback and help the poor.
Singing Li Bai under the moon in the west building of Jinling City
Jinling night is quiet and cool, and I look at the five mountains from a tall building alone. White clouds reflect water and shake the empty city,
White dew drops beads, autumn moon drops. Thinking under the moon for a long time, the eyes are thin since ancient times.
Explaining the Tao and the Qinghe River, like the purity of practice, makes people remember Xie Xuanhui for a long time.
Go out and sing Bai Juyi.
Singing fairy poems in the morning and singing Wei songs in the evening.
Lying in the clouds and sitting on the white stone, fifteen nights in the mountains.
Go out of the hole with the water and return to the rock bamboo.
Come back sooner or later, my heart is green.
Zuo Yan county Bai yin ju yi
I used to be a famous guest in Luo Jing, but now I'm a pauper in the Jianghu.
Passion fades, people move, and the skeleton changes in a hundred years.
Frost invades the temples without much darkness, and the wine only turns red with decline.
You have to learn Zen, you have to decide, you have to worry about a time and space.
Xi' an Bai yin ju yi
I have been studying the empty door method all my life.
Only the poet devil has not fallen, whenever the wind and moon are idle.
Sing Bai Juyi in front of the mirror
Sitting in the mirror in the morning, you are half sick.
Whoever talks about love and current affairs is not considered a noble person.
Three temples are out of favor and abandoned, and nine temples are doomed to fall.
Now I have to divide my income, and I still wear two rounds of silver turtles and Zhu on my waist.
Dream generation Bai Juyi
Later, the change was three points expensive, and the same back was too half empty.
In the world, I try my best. In the world, I am not as good as you.
It has been a long time since the end of the pole. Even if it is late, the situation will not necessarily be lost.
No mountain seedlings, no forest leaves, green first in spring, dry first.
I sing Bai Juyi.
There is much water in the alley, but the forest garden is endless.
Pine is an outdoor house, and the pool surface is an atrium.
There are three poems in Yuanshi County and a bottle of Chen Jia wine.
Drunk and crazy, the woman next door listened to the fence.
Drunk and white, gathering righteousness
When you are drunk, you forget your thirst and hunger. The crown belt is like a relic.
After the bell at the end of the ear began, my heart was still full of wine.
The breeze sings by itself, and watching the snow is idle.
It should be because the official business is slow, and the former prefect does not recite poems.
Xi' an Bai yin ju yi
Poverty begs for food and clothing, and wealth makes the camp difficult.
There is no distinction between rich and poor in life, and time is easily idle.
I am poor and rich today, although I am not in the mountains of the imperial court.
Looking at the snow and looking for flowers, Luoyang City has been idle for seven years.
Mu Jiang Bai yin ju yi
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
Sit and sing Li He at night.
Who has seen horseshoes?
Seeing Beidou go straight to Tianhe.
The west wind and curtains produce green waves,
Lead China laughs at my concubine.
Sing sauvignon blanc for you,
The frost outside the curtain flies back.
The stars are rotten,
Xia Hong shoots from the southeast,
Lu Lang travels to Yi Daiban.
Wandering in Meng Jiao
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Silkworm girl sings Xie Fangde.
When Zigui was crying for the fourth watch, I first saw that silkworms were thick and afraid of thin leaves.
Don't believe Liu Yue, the jade man has not returned from singing and dancing.
Cang Lang Jing Yin Sushun Qin
A person walking around the virtual pavilion and stepping on a stone, the feeling of silence is unparalleled in the world.
Mountain cicadas ring all over the house, and wild vines break windows.
When the time came, the second son starved to death, and San Lv was exiled and sank into the river.
Today, I have enough to eat and sleep, but I hate Cheng Lao's dissatisfaction with the jar.
Yin hongxiuquan
Holding mountains and rivers for three feet, being at home everywhere * * * drinking.
Catch all the evil spirits and catch them all, and collect the residual rape flowers.
East, west, north, south, the emperor, the sun, the moon and the stars play the song of triumph.
Tigers roar and dragons sing in the world, how safe and happy it is.
Flower arranging and singing Shao Yong
The flowers on the head glow in the wine cellar, and there are good flowers in the wine cellar.
After two quiet days, I saw the heyday of the Four Dynasties.
Strong conditions, in the prime of life.
The wine is full of flowers, the shadow is red, and you won't get drunk before the flowers.
Liang's anonymity
Go out of the door and look into the shadows.
There are three graves in the forest, and the number is almost the same.
Ask whose tomb it is, Tian Jiang Gu Ye's.
Force can defeat Nanshan, and it can also be punished by Jedi.
Once slandered, two peaches kill three scholars.
Who can do this? Guo Xiang Qi Yanzi.
Listen to Zhang's female voice singing in Gao Shi.
Chu Palace's dangerous crown and wide sleeve makeup make you cool at night.
Ever since I knocked the Hosta on the bamboo, I have sung a song "Song Like Frost".
Baitou Liyinbai
Jinshui flows eastward and northward, and it is a pair of mandarin ducks. The male nests in the Han palace tree, and the female gets Qin.
I would rather die than surrender. At this time, Gillian was jealous,
Sitting alone in Nagato, worrying about the sunset. I hope you treat my concubine well, and don't cherish money to buy ci fu.
If you are given gold, your husband is so new and disloyal. Once you hire a Maoling woman,
Wen Jun sang a white-headed song. It's a pity that the east flow doesn't make the west return to the water and go out of the forest.
Rabbit silk is firm and ruthless, and it falls with the wind. Who told that girl Luo Zhi to come and hug her?
The two grasses are still one, and people's hearts are not as good as grass. Don't roll the dragon beard, give birth to the net silk from him.
And keep the amber pillow, or when you have a dream. Fill the cup with water and abandon the concubine.
It's hard to go back. We have never been proud of each other since ancient times, but now we only see the gv 10.
Jiang shangbai
On Mulan's boat, pipes are blown at both ends of the boat.
There are thousands of guests in the wine, and prostitutes go with the flow.
The immortal in the Yellow Crane Tower is still waiting for the Yellow Crane to leave, but I have no heart to swim with Bai Ou on foot this time.
Qu Ping's Ci hangs the sun and the moon, and Chu Wang's pavilion is empty.
As soon as I was happy, I put pen to paper and shook the five mountains. After the poem was written, the sound of Xiao Ao, Xiao Ao, went straight into the sea.
If fame and wealth can be used in the Han River, I am afraid that the northwest will be fought back by the northwest.
Li Bai on Tianmu Mountain in Dream
A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible.
However, when the Vietnamese talk about Tianmu Mountain, they can still see it through clouds of different depths.
On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China.
The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast.
My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, flying over Jinghu Moon overnight.
The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe.
Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling 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, the mountains are crumbling. The stone gate is broken and ventilated in the deep pit of heaven.
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.
When will you return it when you leave, but let me raise a white deer on my green slope.
When I need you, ride to you, great mountain. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking people?
A person who will never be seen with a sincere face.
Sit and sing Li Bai at night
The winter nights are cold and the nights are long. I sat in the North Hall for a long time.
Ice and Jingquan enter the boudoir on the moon, and the golden urn glows sadly.
When the golden urn goes out, the crying turns more. Cover my tears and listen to your songs.
The song has sound, and my concubine has feelings. Love is in harmony with sound, not against it.
I didn't understand a word. I flew from Junwanqu to Liang Chen Fei.
Jingwuyin Xue Tao
Except for an ancient tung tree, the courtyard rises into the clouds.
The branches welcome birds from north to south, and the leaves are sent with the wind.
Yin Jiefu Zhangji
You know I have a husband and you want to give me a pair of pearls.
Affection is lingering, and it is tied to a red mattress.
My tall building rises from the garden, and my lover holds a halberd in the bright light.
Knowing that your heart is like a bright moon, your husband vows to live and die together.
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.
Mourn for Zheng
Several close-ups of Qing Jian's exchanges,
Why do beautiful women feel sorry for themselves?
Sad spring and flowers are gone,
Crying a warbler to death can't bring it back.