Since the matter has turned far away, my heart will follow the wild goose road. Frost curbs in the morning and evening, while swallowing in the middle of the night.
The Poem of a Mingjun written by Geng Xin in the Northern Zhou Dynasty:
I hope to gather my eyebrows and look at Lady City. Every piece of beauty falls, and both eyes are full of tears. The glacier leads the horse to cross the river, and Snowy Road carries the saddle. Hu Feng's guts are cold, and jathyapple's heart is clear. Fang tunes the piano and turns into the sound of Hu Jia.
Li Bai's two poems "Wang Zhaojun" show that the monarch brushed the jade saddle and got on the horse to make a beautiful face. Today, Han Gong was a concubine of Alakazam in the Ming Dynasty. The Han family, Qin and the moon, shed shadows to illuminate the princess. Once on the jade pass, the end of the world will never return. Han Yue also went out from the East China Sea, and Ming Fei married in the west without a future. Swallow branches grow in cold snow, and moths are gaunt and unshaven. Life is short of gold to waste pictures, and death to stay in the tomb makes people sigh!
Yu Ji, a poet in the Yuan Dynasty
There is no worry about being a family in the world, and Yu Yan Jin spends the spring and autumn. How to play a pipa song, the grass will never stop.
Bai Juyi's "Wang Zhaojun" is full of beard and mane, and his eyebrows are extremely smoked and his face is red. Sorrow, hard work and haggard, but now it seems to be drawing. The Chinese envoy replied with a message, when will gold redeem the moth eyebrow? If the king asks the color of his concubine, it's better not to be as good as when he was in the palace.
poetic thoughts on ancient sites i by Du Fu:
ten thousand ranges and valleys approach the Jing Gate, and the village in which the Lady of Light was born and bred. She went out from the purple palace into the desertland, she has now become a green grave in the yellow dusk.
her face! Can you picture a wind of the spring?, Huan Peikong belongs to the soul of jathyapple. Song of the Tartars on her jade guitar, telling her eternal sorrow.
Wang Rui's
Don't blame the workers for their ugly tattoos, and the British don't like to be sent by the Lord. At that time, if you didn't marry Hu Lu, you were just a dancer in the palace.
Zhang Jian's "Revenge of Zhao Jun" team is surrounded by E Shi in a picturesque way. However, he defeated the Han Palace people and closed Nagato. Look at the beauty of the moth, who is like a burial behind him. For thousands of years, the grass is green and famous.
Wang Anshi's "Ming Fei Qu" is two. When Ming Fei first left the Han Palace, her hair and feet drooped with tears.
I look down on the shadows without color, and the king can't help it.
When I came back, I blamed Dan Qing's hand. How long has it been in my life?
I couldn't draw the origin of my will, so I killed Mao Yanshou in vain.
once I go to my heart, I will never return, and I will do my best in the Han palace.
If you want to ask about Sanan, only geese fly every year.
Wan Li, a family member, passed the news, but it's good to remember each other in the felt city.
if you don't see me, Nagato is close to Gillian, and there is no north or south in life.
Ming Fei married Hu Er for the first time, and all the felt cars were Hu Ji.
there is no place to say that there is lust, and the pipa knows itself.
Gold defends the spring breeze hand, and plays to watch Feihong persuade Hu wine.
The handmaids in the Han Palace wept silently, but the passers-by in the sand looked back:
' It's important to know each other in life.
The poor Qing Tomb has disappeared, and there are still mourning strings left.
Su Shi's Zhaojun Village
Zhaojun is a native of Chu, and the color shines on the river. Chu people dare not marry, saying they are Han concubines. Who knows, going to the country, Wan Li is a ghost. People talk about giving birth to women as the lintel, and when they show their respect to the monarch, they are worried. Life has been like this since ancient times. Do you know it repeatedly?
Li Shangyin's "Wang Zhaojun"
Mao Yanshou's paintings want to connect the gods, forbear to be gold and not be human.
Pipa will go to Wan Li immediately, and there will be spring in the Han Palace.