Since I only want to admire talented women, then I will also tell you what I admire. I admire Su Xiaoxiao, a famous prostitute from Qiantang in Southern Qi Dynasty! Although she was born in a brothel, she is like a white feather with no trace of blemishes. I’ve posted some of Su Xiaoxiao’s poems here for your appreciation. The water mark remains unchanged, the autumn face is clean, the shadows of flowers hang down and the spring scenery drags. The concubine rides on the oil-walled chariot, the man rides the green horse, where can we unite? Under the Xiling pines and cypresses. The bright moon always shines every night, and the white clouds grind away in the morning. Although the plum blossoms are proud, how can they dare to resist the cold of spring? If you want to distinguish between red and white, you must have a clear eye. Su Xiaoxiao's fame is as famous as the West Lake. Every time tourists from all over the world come to the Xiling Bridge, they will express so many emotions! There are also many famous scholars who wrote poems and essays for him, which shows Su Xiaoxiao’s talent and influence! Li He's poem "Su Xiaoxiao's Tomb": The orchid dew is like crying eyes. Nothing can unite, and fireworks cannot be cut. The grass is like grass and the pines are like canopy. The wind is a garment and the water is a pendant. Oil-walled car, see you soon. Cold green candle, labor of glory. Under the Xiling, the wind blows and rains. (This poem is my favorite. Li He deserves to be a genius) Shen Yuanli's "Su Xiaoxiaoge": The singing evokes echoes, and the dancing clothes scatter the autumn shadows. The dream breaks away from the brothel, and the bones are cold for a long time. In the bronze mirror, there are two flying birds, and the hungry crow hangs on the moon and crows on the railing. The wind blows the wildfire, and the mountain monster laughs into the fox's den. The Qiantang tide flows under the west mausoleum, and the tide comes and goes and returns to the dynasty at night. The willows in front of the tomb cannot be broken, and the spring breeze ties them together. Yuan Yishan's "Inscription on Su Xiaoxiang": The Sophora Yin courtyard should be in the clear day, with the curtains rolled up and the fragrance flowing through. That picture of a beautiful woman is from Xuanhe’s famous pen family. After the orioles and swallows fly apart, the pear blossoms are pale pink and thin. Except Su Xiaobu is not romantic, insert a daylily phoenix hairpin head sideways. "Xiling Bridge" by Yuan Hongdao Xiling Bridge, water is immortal. The pine leaves are as thin as needles and refuse to tie. Orioles are like shirts, swallows are like hairpins, oil-walled carts are cut into firewood. Green horses come from the west. Yesterday there were flowers on the trees, today there is soil on the streets. Hating blood and crying souls, half chasing the wind and rain Xu Wei's poem "Su Xiaoxiao's Tomb": A handful of Su Xiaoxiao's right and wrong, her embroidered mouth and cheeks are rotten in her dance clothes. Since ancient times, beautiful women have been hard to come by. From now on, we can fly together. The weeping marks on the side of the sedge are shallow and the concentric knots are sparse. I wish I could be as mad as Da Ruan, I owe the general a song to mourn the soldiers' boudoir. Zhu Yizun's "Su Xiaoxiao Tomb" The creek is clear, the small bridge is horizontal, and the pines and cypresses sound in front of the small grave. The blue clouds stop, the green clouds stop, and when I think about the past, the oily walls of the car are light. The stream is full of red-breasted birds, and the bridgehead is full of red-heart grass. The rain begins to clear, the rain begins to clear, the cold food falls, the flowers fall, and the young people can't bear to walk. Even modern famous people also praise Su Xiaoxiao! There are Yu Qiuyu, Yuan Zicai, and Cao Juren. Among them, Mr. Yu Qiuyu's "Dream of the West Lake" is the most outstanding. I forgot to mention that Mr. Yu Qiuyu is the modern writer I admire most! Su Xiaoxiao is the embodiment of beauty, and she also pursues beauty! Whether in poetry or in life, from emotion to beauty, she always revolves around the theme of life. Su Dongpo transformed beauty into poetry and the long embankment, Lin Hejing placed beauty in plum blossoms and white cranes, and Su Xiaoxiao always attached beauty to his own life. She doesn't make too many physical transformations, she just relies on herself to emit microwaves of life consciousness.