Look for beautiful words~~~ mainly write about beauties in history, such as: Bao Si, Feiyan Hede, the Four Beauties, etc.

The Allure Is Not Smiling·Bao Si

Nian Bai: I will enter the palace tomorrow, and from now on... I will never be able to sing this song again.

The flowers in the mountains are bright red in February

Brew a light tea with strong spring water

Tasteless, tasteless, tasteless and meltable

Looking at the water chestnut flowers and the wild pond

The happy face and the sad brow are different

Six curves of green screen cover soft dreams

The beautiful city is only because it is locked in a golden cage

Tear the brocade and silk and break the jade with a smile

How much pain disappears beautifully

Playing on the princes on the front fire stage

Back then, only the spring breeze moved the face

Lights are lit in the east mountains and bright in the west mountains. No one can be seen in the plains (Hey, my son)

Songs in the east mountains are ringing in the west mountains. Why doesn’t the man pass through the door (Hey, my son)

See the water chestnut The flowers and wild ponds have the same appearance

Happy faces and sad brows are different

Six curves of green screen cover soft dreams

The beauty is only because it is locked in a golden cage

Tearing the brocade silk and shattering the jade with a smile

How much pain faded away beautifully

Playing with the princes on the front fire stage

Back then, only the spring breeze moved my face

Lights are lit in the East Mountain and the West Mountain is bright, but no one is seen in the plains (Hey, my son)

Songs in the East Mountain are ringing in the West Mountain, why don’t you pass through the door (Hey, my son)

May line, flowers, needles and needles Red

Embroidered with mandarin ducks and water hibiscus

The plum rainy weather is thin and the wings are trapped in the flying clouds, which makes me depressed

The May line flowers are red with needles and needles

Embroidered with mandarin ducks and water hibiscus

The clear rain is drifting and the clear rain is not sent

The flowers and leaves are red in the August frost

Picked up the red bean and dice cup

Chun buds, fennel and kiwi peach wine, beautiful moon palace moon palace

August frost flowers with red leaves

Picked up the red Tong Dou'er secures the dice cup

I am deeply in love with you, do you understand?

The flowers are cut in the winter moon and the windows are red

Fragments of snow are falling and blowing to the north Wind

The road is frozen and the snow is dancing wildly, it is difficult to distinguish

The winter moon cuts the flowers and the windows are red

The falling snow blows North Wind

Never refuse a thousand miles and never follow a thousand miles

Nian Bai: Congratulations..., farewell to Young Master Hongde!

Zhao Feiyan

The flying swallows appear in the plains and fields, dancing gracefully with their graceful throats and delicate hands.

The cicada's wings are light and the body is jumping on the plate, but the rock is heavy on the heart's writing.

Once the peonies are lucky enough to be beautiful, their fragrant green silk withers.

The red face suddenly falls and the cuckoo cries, tears turn into beads on the way home.

Jade frost flows in front of the water-colored curtain, and the flying swallows of Zhao family serve Zhaoyang.

The sound of the flute after dancing in the palm of my hand is endless, and the autumn night in the thirty-sixth palace is long.

Zhao Hede

The jade color of the wide-faded Luo Yi is bright, and the orchid soup does not send wet double lotuses; Pitiful.

The cold powder made from jade bones is light and the sweat is light, and the ice silk wipes the snow and the skin is bright;

The windows are locked tightly and there is no place to peek, and the sound of Xiangluo Jiao water can be heard from time to time.

The water is as clear as a mirror, stealing a beautiful woman's shadow, whirling around repeatedly, dancing in the dish, and the body feels like a fairy.

The beauty of geometric coloring lies in the strength of Jiaohanyuan. The red shirt is stained with red, half of which is contained in the flower dew of a tree.

At the beginning of the orchid soup, I didn't know Tan Lang but woke up from sleep. I didn't dare to widen my skirt lightly for fear of peeking.

He also moved his lotus steps and whispered to Xiaohuan to guard the house. If he came, he would let me know with a cough.

Sure enough, he sneaked in, coughing with a smile, and he was already in front of him. He opened the window and took a peek.

He was busy tying the skirt, but he never got a glimpse of the beauty. A wisp of water gauze could not really cover the place.

The orchid soup is cool in the evening, the hairpin is half-dressed, the red scarf is filled with snow and the fragrance is blowing, and the lotus room is opened to see the couple.

Luo Wan Su Yue, kettle and jade bed, the moon moves the shadow of flowers in the west chamber, and several fireflies pass over the wall.

Xi Shi

Author: Luo Yin Era: Tang Genre: Qijue

Family and country rise and fall naturally,

Why should Wu people blame Xi Shi? .

If Xi Shi conquers the Kingdom of Wu,

Who will it be if the Kingdom of Yue falls?

Ode to Xi Shi

Author: Wang Wei Era: Tang Genre: Five Ancients

The world is full of beauty, but Xi Shi is peaceful for a long time.

In the morning, she was the girl from Yuexi, and in the evening, she was the concubine of Wu Palace.

How can a humble day be different from others? Only when you come to a noble place can you realize the rareness.

Invite people to put on makeup, but don’t wear robes by yourself.

Your pampering improves your coquettishness, and your pity is right and wrong.

At that time, it was impossible to go home in the same car as Huan Sha was accompanying me.

Thanks to the neighbor next door, imitating An Kexi.

Xishitan

Author: Cui Daorong Era: Tang Genre: Wujue

Zai Pei destroyed the Wu Kingdom and Xishi fell into infamy.

The spring water in Huansha is urgent, and there seems to be a sound of dissatisfaction.

Xi Shi

Author: Cao Xueqin Era: Qing Dynasty Genre: Qijue

A generation of people fell in love with the city and chased the waves, Wu Gongkong recalled his son's family.

Imitate the girl from the East Village with her frown and smile, her hair is white and her hair is still hanging by the stream.

"Xishi" by Li Bai

Xishi, a girl who crossed the stream, came from Zhuluo Mountain.

The beautiful scenery conceals the present and the past, and the lotus flowers shame the jade face.

Wan the gauze and play with the clear water, and relax with the clear waves.

It is hard to open a letter with white teeth, and I am silent among the blue clouds.

Gou Jian conquered the most beautiful people and raised moths into Wuguan.

The Guanwa Palace is so dim and unreachable.

Once the husband's country was destroyed, the thousand years of his life were not returned.

"Xi Shi"

Poet: Liu Yong Dynasty: Song Dynasty No genre

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It's hard to live with the charming and charming Liluo.

Kindness pleases you.

The back court relies on favors and makes every effort to guess.

We were having a joyful banquet in the morning and evening, but the love was not enough, so early in the morning troops came from the river.

He died in front of the army in a flattering manner, and Luo Qixuan turned into dust.

I still think that the resentful soul is still wandering without a master.

Every night outside Gusu City, the moon was shining brightly in the sky.

"Xi Zi Ci"

Words: ondo

Music: Sorghum

The beautiful woman is locking the tower in the misty rain

All the fragrance and tenderness merge into the sea

Where is the beautiful shadow in the veil now

The sigh of the dressing table floats again

The world is drunk with the light dance of red sleeves

In the dream, the country and the country change with a smile

The dim and solitary lamp looks at the shadow and wanders by itself

The beauty is weak and the autumn wind rustles the beacon tower

The beautiful woman is stained with dust in the green mountains

A small boat fades into the dusk

Looking back, who is Pianpian?

The dressing table is smiling and pastel colors

Thousands of years have passed in the world of mortals. In

In the dream, who is the heartbroken person now?

The cold frost reflects the waning moon and the dawn breeze blows on the window sill

My thoughts are falling outside the cold rain and Xiaoxiao clouds

Who is waiting in Qingyi Pavilion

Yellow flowers fall all over the ground and she never returns

Thousand years of lovesickness

Turn into two lines of clear tears

Who did you fall in love with in the story

Who disturbed my heart in this world

In and outside the poem

Your smile is as bright as a flower Open

Luo Han's new song "Xishi"

Lyrics written by: Lu Xinqiao

You can vaguely see your graceful smile by the Huansha Stream

Long body Butterflies can clearly distinguish the innocence of your brows

I wrote my shame brightly to apologize for modern history

When Lianxiang’s heart broke, I finally understood that love is hard to cool down

How to describe the beauty of country and mountains that is difficult to rival the beauty of a beautiful woman with a smile

Who will lose to the three thousand beauties in the deep palace with half-browed eyebrows

Huansha Shui has been crying for half his life, the motherland is haggard in a dream

When the smoke disappears, I miss you who will live up to the years of waiting

The smoke of history cannot annihilate your graceful back

The story will not forget your great love for thousands of years

I Write awe at the end and pray to God

Ask the reincarnation of the picture to give me a love affair with you

Qing Shi’s beauty is so intoxicating that it is only because of her charming beauty

No matter how long you dream of homesickness, you can send a wisp of blue hair to someone

Can’t you learn how to learn with a heart like water, sadness, ruthlessness and no hatred

How do you know who you have made an appointment with in the world and where you are going?

That peerless face will be beautiful after all the vicissitudes of life

It is also heroic to exchange the poignancy of a lifetime for praise for a thousand years

How to describe the beauty of a beautiful country and a beautiful smile

Who will lose to the three thousand beauties in the deep palace with half-browed eyebrows

Huansha Shui has been crying for half his life, the motherland is a dreamer, and the man is haggard

Who can live up to the years of waiting when the flames are extinguished? /p>

There are many poems praising Wang Zhaojun, the most famous one is the seven-character poem written by Du Fu:

The mountains and valleys go to Jingmen, and there is a village of Mingfei.

Once we go to Zitai Lianshuo Desert, we only leave the green tomb facing the dusk.

Draw a picture to understand the spring breeze, and wear a ring in the sky to return to the soul of the night moon.

For thousands of years, the pipa has been playing nonsense, and there is clear resentment in the music.

Wang Anshi's "Song of the Ming Concubine"

1)

When the Ming Concubine first left the Han Palace, her temples and feet were wet with tears in the spring breeze.

Looking back at the shadow has no color, but the king cannot control himself.

When I came back, I was surprised by the painting hand. I have never seen it in my life.

The origin of the artistic conception could not be painted, and Mao Yanshou died in vain at that time.

As soon as I left, I knew I would never return. I was so pitiful that I wore all the clothes of the Han Dynasty.

I sent out messages to ask about Sainan, but only swan geese flew every year.

My family traveled thousands of miles to spread the news, but fortunately, I couldn’t remember each other in Zhancheng.

Don’t you see that Gillian is closed behind the door, her life is full of frustration.

(2)

Concubine Ming married Hu Er for the first time, and all the soldiers in the felt army were concubines Hu.

It is said that there is no place to be alone, and it is conveyed to Pipa that the heart knows itself.

The golden pole stirs the spring breeze, and I watch Feihong persuade Hujiu.

The maids in the Han Palace wept secretly, but the passers-by on the sand looked back.

Han En is shallow and Hu is deep. The joy of life lies in understanding each other.

It is a pity that the green tomb has been destroyed, but there are still mourning strings left to this day.

Dong Biwu

Zhaojun has a long history, and Hu Hanhe has seen it personally.

Every poet has his own secrets, and it is always in vain to dance with words and ink.

Jian Bo Zan (1)

The journey through the journey is vast, and the road through the wind and snow is long.

Mo Dao’s eyebrows are unambitious and do not use their color to please the king.

"Ci of Wang Mingjun" by Shi Chong of the Western Jin Dynasty

I am a son of the Han family, and I will be suitable for Shan Yuting. The words and tactics are at an end.

The pioneers have resisted. The servants shed tears and the carriage horses screamed sadly.

Sorrowful and sad, the red tassel is wet with tears. The journey was far away, so the Xiongnu city was built. Extend me to Qionglu and give me the name of Yan.

It is too tiring and undesirable, and even though it is noble, it is not an honor. When father and son saw the insult, they were ashamed and frightened. It is not easy to kill oneself, but to live in silence.

What’s the point of living a simple life? I’m always full of anger after accumulated thoughts. I wish I could fly like a flying star and take advantage of it to conquer the world. Feihong paid no attention to me and stood there to screen the camp.

In the past it was jade in a box, but now it is ying on excrement. Chaohua is not enough to be happy,

The sweetness is mixed with the autumn grass. It is said that future generations will be embarrassed to marry far away

Li Bai's "Picking Flowers in Khotan":

"People who pick flowers in Khotan say that the flowers are similar.

One of the Ming Fei Heading west into the Hu, there are many beauties in the Hu who are ashamed to death.

I know that there are many beautiful women in the Hu, and there are no flowers in the Hu.

The beauty can make the ugly jealous, but there is no salt. Turned in the deep palace.

Since ancient times, the eyebrows have been jealous, and the white teeth have been buried in the sand."

Li Shangyin's "Wang Zhaojun"

"Mao Yanshou's paintings want to communicate with the gods. , Forbearance is for gold and not for others.

Immediately the pipa will travel thousands of miles, and there will be spring in the Han Palace."

Su Shi's "Zhaojun Village":

" Zhaojun is from Chu, and the people of Chu dare not marry her, saying she is a Han concubine.

Unexpectedly, when she goes to the country, people say that she will be the lintel of the family, and Zhaojun will be worried when he leaves. The color has faded. Since ancient times, life has been like this, how can we know how to be safe?!"

Zhang Hu's Qin Songs and Songs·Two Songs of Zhaojun's Resentment

There is no big debate in the Han Dynasty, and the soldiers and captives make peace first. . Don't envy the beauty of the city, hate Zhaojun the most

Liu Yuxi's Miscellaneous Songs·Bamboo Branches

The mountain flowers on both sides of the strait are blooming like snow, and every spring wine fills the silver cup. There are many female companions in Zhaojunfang, and they come for an outing outside Yong'an Palace.

Bai Juyi Fu De Ting Bian Hong

The sudden wind blew up the Saihong group, half blowing the flat sand and half entering the clouds. In order to ask Zhaojun what he heard under the moonlight, Su Wu heard it in the snow

Lu Guimeng and the palace people slanting

The grass is worried about the smoke as if it is not spring, and the evening orioles are asking the passers-by sadly. It should be noted that a kind of burial of fragrant bones is better than Zhaojun's dust.

Wang Zhaojun

Lyricist: Li Jinguang

Composer: Adaptation of Guangdong ancient songs

Wang Zhaojun

Boring Sitting on a carved saddle

Thinking about the Emperor of Han

Morning and evening

Twilight and morning

Sad and sad

The future is vast

Looking up into the sky

Seeing the wild geese falling on the flat sand

The sound of Hengyang being cut off

The moon is dim

Reflection of the wild goose gate is closed

Wind and frost outside the Great Wall

Long horse hooves are busy

Thinking all day long

Thinking all night long

Soul Dream Recalls the King

First Sing at Yangguan

Unforgettable Past

A Stack of Pipas

Looking Back at the Homeland

Heshan always has a broken heart

Reminiscing about the family situation

Zhuang Xuan's kindness

Li E's long-lasting love

Far from home

Old Dreams Before the Past

Old Dreams before the Past

Empty Melancholy

Sing Again

Sentimental Heartache

Pipa Erduo

Gazing at the wild grass

The length of the road at Xianhua Station

Asking about the vastness of the world

Pingsha Yanluo

The avenue is frosty

The scenery of Hudi

The remaining water and the remaining mountains

The remaining mountains and the remaining water

I have no intention of admiring

The Yangguan Ends Singing

The aftermath is desolate

Pipa Santie

The future depends on one’s life experience

The drift is uncertain

The king's eyes are boundless

The soul returns to the Han Dynasty

The eyes are betting on the rising sun

Think about it for a long time

The old man The sky is long

The sky is long and the earth is old

The long thoughts

A pipa song

Hate is long

Zhaojun goes out of the fortress Lyrics

1. Farewell to home, leaving Xiongguan, Zhaojun's pipa is about to play, daughter's love, even with Hu and Han, from now on there will be no smoke of war on the Great Wall, from now on there will be no smoke of war on the Great Wall, there will be no smoke of war on the Great Wall, let's go up the horse plug and look at the green grass of Chile River In the yurt, the cows and sheep meet the blue sky, the pickles welcome the guests from afar, the long-sleeved girls dance gracefully, and grandma holds milk tea, which warms my heart. Looking back at the Central Plains, thousands of miles of wheat waves are rolling, and in the smoke of the setting sun, the people are safe. The people are safe. . . . . It has been said from ancient times that Zhaojun is resentful, but who knows that beauty is the country and the country.

A piece of saiqu is generous and will last a thousand years. A piece of saiqu is generous and generous and will last a thousand years.

2. Music: Anonymous | Lyrics: Anonymous | Editor: Li Zhangming

[风]

[Part] I am holding the pipa alone and looking forward to my hometown. I will sing my sorrow and sigh to say goodbye to my hometown. Han Bang

[Sound] The words are short but the love for the country is long. The most unforgettable thing is the sorrow and sorrow

[Music] When I enter Shuo Fang, I sadly whisper that Han women miss Han Bang

[Station] When I look back, my heart is broken and my body is at the end of the road

[w] Only the bright clouds and white snow can win my pure heart

[w] From now on, please don’t look outside the gate

[w] The white clouds are floating in the shadow of hate, but the loess actually buries the incense

[． ] Don’t ask, my Wang Qiang’s life and death situation is the most interesting

[7] Even if there is a ray of setting sun outside the Great Wall, he is afraid that he will hear the mournful cry of the falcon

[7] A flute The tomatoes cover up the sound of the pipa

[6] The sound of tomatoes and the wisps of wild smoke are confusing

[5] I am so sad that I can’t bear to look back at me, but I dare not go forward with my ambition.

[． ] Immediately, I am desolate, I am desolate, I am sending my mourning message to my parents

[c] Don’t cherish Wang Qiang, don’t worry about Wang Qiang

[o] I will not repay my kindness. My heart's wish

[m] Who knows that I miss my homeland and resent the king of my land

[Wind] Holding the pipa in my hand, I have already burst into tears and can't shake the mourning strings

[Zhi]

[Xuan] Who will collect my bones when I go to the end of the world today?

[Voice] I am afraid that it will be like Su Wu returning home and bothering to send a message to my parents

[乐] Don’t look to the end of the world with tears. You should give birth to me, Wang Qiang

[Station] Send a message to the Han court to pay homage to Emperor Shangyuan on my behalf

[w ] From now on, don’t pick on the women of the people to miss the chance of sericulture

[w] You should care for the people and care about their livelihood

[w] Looking back at the country, it’s hard to see your hometown even if you dream of saying goodbye

[． ] Wait for the king to kneel in the dust and say goodbye to his parents and upbringing

[7] Say goodbye to the Han sisters and say goodbye to the escort officer Han Chang

[7] Suddenly I heard a burst of nonsense Eggplant can't help but shake the heartstrings

[6] Wang Zhaojun is busy and has a unclear future

3. There is a kind of love

When your days lose their luster

The five-color petals also become pale

There is a call quietly coming from fate

Let all your tenderness

invest in To the same place

There is a kind of love that requires you to express it with everything

There is a kind of love that is worth waiting for your whole life

Across the road Go further and further

Your search is covered with dust

A figure walks slowly from the crowd

Walking through the golden grassland of the desert

The prosperity of the world, the thousand-year bloodline

There is a kind of love that requires you to express it with your life

There is a kind of love that is worth waiting for without regrets

Bodhisattva Man. Diao Chan

Dong Zhuo wreaked havoc on the officials and feared him.

He relied on the flower girl to eliminate rape.

Cunning plotting against Diao Chan,

Pretending to be happy and sleeping with the beast.

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The heroes are fighting fiercely,

The chivalrous girl knows where to go.

The past is like clouds and smoke,

Diao Chan will be passed down through the ages.

Diao Chan

A woman who is ashamed of the flowers after closing the moon

Dare to use her body to relieve the king's worries

The skills in Fengyiting are superb

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Winning a reputation that will last forever

Live up to Situ Tuo,

Win out traitors and save Han Zuo.

A series of tricks,

The legend of Qianqiu Mei

We rely on the flower girl to eliminate rape

The clever plan Ku Diaochan.

Sigh!

It’s hard to have both ends of the world!

Yi Yun and Bai Xue Fairy "Diao Chan"

Situ's design is too naive, why do you need to be weak to get rid of thieves?

The traitor has lost her beauty, and the famous lady has been reduced to smoke and dust.

It’s hard to describe how shy I am, and I have no clue what I’ve encountered in this life.

It is lamentable that after thousands of years of heroic history, it is difficult to remember a beautiful woman with praise.

White Snow Fairy Original Jade:

Diao Chan

When you are born in troubled times, you can't help yourself, and the beautiful posture of the closed moon falls into the turbid dust.

The charming songs will last for thousands of years, and the heroes are truly written.

Fang Tian’s painted halberd can roar loudly, and there is no way to inquire about the misfortune and water.

It is strange that the temple has no good plan, and a series of schemes have produced many beauties.

Diao Chan

Text: Duanqin Xiaofeng Editor: Meng'er

Once a disaster for beauty

Poems of poets through the ages

Don’t sigh that a hero is short of breath

A smile can make the whole country

Fragrant and beautiful

The eyebrows are half as curved as a boat

The red lips are a little cherry

Two plates of silver beads with white teeth

Gold Lotus Bank deposit money

Jade fingers condensed with snow

Beixi peach blossoms on forehead

Looking at the crescent moon on the southern branches

Don’t mention the stamens of Daji

If you don’t talk about Hede Feiyan

It is difficult to have all the colors in a lifetime

Famous flowers only present your joy

It is difficult to find Diao Chan

Customized Fengxian in the next life

Farmers

Also said Diao Chan

It is difficult to distinguish the true from the treacherous and the treacherous, how can a fluttering leaf be safe?

The red rabbit chasing the wind has finally become ancient, and the Diao Chan has turned into dust after closing the moon.

The cunning plan comes down to lust, and the serial connection was originally done without asking.

The ancient road in the yellow sand is noisy with crows, and the incense buried in the solitary tomb is a beauty.

Diao Chan

It is better to cultivate a kindred relative than to show kindness, so I designed a series of poems to offer my body.

The beauty of the country and the fragrance of the sky are when the moon is closed, and the elegance and splendor belong to the world of mortals.

Huixinlan has a reputation for its quality, righteousness, courage and loyalty, so don’t visit it.

A weak woman sighs with regret, but praises a beautiful woman for eternity.

· The mountains and rivers are picturesque, the Diao Chan is so shy that the flowers are closed and the moon is innocent, and she repays Situ She with her jade body.

Dong is mediocre and beautiful, while Marquis Wen is arrogant and brave.

Lingering words under Fengyi Pavilion, angry inquiries in Houya Garden.

Who said that beauty is a disaster? Fragrance eliminates jade damage and praises beautiful women.

Rejecting horses

Han Zuo did not hesitate to live in decline, and the bright moon in Chang'an shone on Hu Chen.

The legend has been written into the annals of history, and it has shamed hundreds of warriors.

Maohe only plans the family property, but does not report it to the temple for inquiry.

After many storms and snowflakes are still there, why should the painting remember the truth?

Farmer

A repeated rhyme, and let’s talk about Diao Chan. The fake becomes true half-heartedly, but it is a pity that Diao Chan has a white jade body. Life is so bitter that it turns into a knife on the sword, and sadness is strong enough to suppress the tears in the dust. There is so much helplessness under the fluttering fence, and there should be inquiries in the book of clever plans. Going east, the river is making waves, and Han officials will never see a beautiful woman.

Liuhuo Yahe:

Qilu·Bu Guoyin Zhou teacher chants Diao Chan

Situ’s design is fake but real, and the righteous daughter knows her kindness and offers her jade body.

The flesh and blood are divided in the arms of serving the country, and the people fall into the dust of the world in a series of traps.

The clever words and colors are based on one’s own experience, while the false intentions and true feelings are left to historical inquiry.

A generation has donated money to the country, and the sky has eyes to thank the beautiful lady.

Another song by a farmer

Three folds of Chinese rhyme about Diao Chan

It’s ridiculous that Situ is so frank, how can tigers and wolves be willing to strip him.

The delicate flower encounters a ghost in sex, and the majestic palace finally becomes a stranger.

The beacon fire and hundreds of soldiers are to be feared, and the price of ten feet of black hair is hard to find.

The children of the Han and Tang Dynasties all stick to their heads, and the king on the throne is a woman.

Diao Chan

Singer: Yan Fei

Lyricist: Yan Fei Composer: Xiao Ximi

The wind can’t take away your tears

The clouds cannot hold back your beauty

The shy Yue'er longs for it and is also intoxicated by you

Sad, infatuated and heartbroken

Who are you that makes heroes chase you like this

Your beauty has long been burdened by the country

Whose injury makes you so haggard

Whose is it? Love makes you travel thousands of miles

You turn a river of spring water into lovesickness

Love is hard to leave and it is always hard to remember

A short-lived dream of prosperity

We must love each other for several reincarnations

Countless heroes love your beauty

Don’t love the country and rely on each other

Despite the wind and smoke, the drums of war suddenly rise

I only want to return home hand in hand with the beauty

The wind cannot take away your tears

The clouds cannot hold back your beauty

The shy Yue'erpan The moon is also intoxicated by you

Sad, infatuated and heartbroken

Who are you that makes heroes pursue you like this

Your beauty has long been burdened by the country

Whose injury made you so haggard

Whose love made you travel thousands of miles

You turned a river of spring water into lovesickness

Love is hard to let go and always hard to remember

The dream of prosperity is short-lived

You have to love each other for several reincarnations

Countless heroes love your beauty

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Don’t love the mountains and rivers clinging to each other

Despite the wind and smoke, the drums of war suddenly rise

I only want to return hand in hand with the beauty

You will turn the spring water of the river into lovesickness

Love is hard to let go and always hard to remember

The dream of prosperity is short-lived

We have to love each other for several reincarnations

Countless heroes love your beauty

Don’t love the country and the mountains and rely on each other

Despite the wind and smoke, the drums of war suddenly rise

I only want to return home hand in hand with the beauty

Dream Diao Chan

The misty and rainy clouds dispersed

The river was filled with fog

The flowers made visitors dreamy

The beads of water soaked the bluestones

Dreaming of Diao Chan

Jiangnan of the small town

Who is holding the rice paper umbrella

And who is smiling politely

Zhu Ge Zhuan

After the chaos of the battlefield

Half of the Moon Bay

Half of the heart is by the opposite river

Ink dyed

Who is dyed red The country

Dream Diao Chan

Wandering in the dim light

Dream Diao Chan

Diao Chan is as brilliant as a flower

Dream Diao Chan

Diao Chan overturned both sides of the Taiwan Strait

Passing Huaqing Palace

Du Mu

Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors are opening on the top of the mountain.

As soon as the concubine in the world of mortals smiles, no one knows that it is a lychee.

Looking back, a smile is alluring, the sixth palace is colorless.

Song of Everlasting Regret

Bai Juyi

The emperor of the Han Dynasty was obsessed with beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country. He could not get it for many years.

There is a daughter in the Yang family who has just grown up. She is raised in a boudoir and no one knows her.

It’s hard to give up on natural beauty. Once you choose it, you will be on the side of the king.

Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color.

In the cold spring, you can bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water will wash away the fat.

The waiter lifts up the weakling, which is the beginning of new grace.

The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night.

The spring night is short and the sun is rising, and the king will not go to court early from now on.

There is no leisure time for Cheng Huan to serve banquets, and he spends all his time traveling from spring to night.

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people love them all.

The golden house is made up to serve as a charming servant at night, and the jade house is drunk and spring after the banquet.

Sisters and brothers are all nobles, and it is a pity that they were born in a glorious family.

This makes the hearts of parents all over the world not to be reborn as boys but to be reborn as girls.

Qingyun comes from the heights of Li Palace, and fairy music can be heard everywhere.

Slow singing, slow dancing, silk and bamboo, the king is not satisfied with it.

Yuyang's flying dragon stirred up the earth, shocking "The Song of Colorful Clothes and Feathers".

Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuchong City Tower, and thousands of horses rode southwestward.

The green flowers wavered and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital.

The Sixth Army had no choice but to turn around and die in front of the horse.

There is no one to collect the flowers and flowers on the ground, and the green buds and jade are scratching their heads.

The king hid his face and could not be saved. Looking back, blood and tears flowed.

The yellow leaves are scattered in the wind and the wind is blowing, and the clouds are lingering in the sword pavilion;

There are few people walking at the foot of Emei Mountain, the flags are dull and the sun is thin.

The Shujiang River is green and the Shushan Mountain is clear, and the Holy Lord is in love with him day and night.

Seeing the moon in the palace looks sad, and hearing the sound of broken bells in the rain at night.

The sky spins and the earth spins back to Long Yu, but he hesitates and cannot go;

In the soil at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yu Yan died.

The emperor and his ministers looked after each other with all their clothes, and looked eastward to the capital to return home.

After returning, the ponds and gardens are all still the same, with lotuses and willows blooming in Taiye.

The hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows, how can I not shed tears at this!

The peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the sycamore leaves fall in the autumn rain.

There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red leaves that are not swept away.

The disciples in Liyuan have new white hair, and the prisoner Qing'e in Jiaofang is old.

The fireflies in the evening palace are quietly thinking, and the solitary lamp has been exhausted before they fall asleep.

At the beginning of the long night, the stars are about to dawn.

The mandarin duck tiles are frosty and the flowers are heavy, and the emerald quilt is cold, who cares?

After so many years of separation between life and death, my soul never came to sleep.

Linqiong Taoist priest Hongdu Ke can touch the soul with his sincerity.

To appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the alchemists to search diligently.

The empty air rushes like lightning, ascending to the heavens and entering the earth to seek for all.

The poor blue sky above and the yellow spring below, both places are nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was ethereal.

The exquisite pavilion has five clouds rising, and there are many fairies in it.

There is a character in the book who is too real and has a snow-skinned and colorful appearance.

Knock on the jade in the west chamber of the Golden Palace, and turn to the small jade to get a double success.

Hearing that the emperor of the Han family was envoys, the dream soul in Jiuhua tent was frightened.

Wandering around while holding clothes and pushing pillows, the silver screen of pearls and foils spreads out.

The cloud bun is half fresh and sleeping, and the flower crown is not neat when she comes out of the hall.

The wind blows and the fairy mantle is fluttering, just like the dancing of colorful clothes and feathers.

The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.

Looking at the king with affection, his voice and appearance are vague.

Love is overwhelming in Zhaoyang Palace, and the sun and moon grow long in Penglai Palace.

Looking back and looking down at the world, I can see the dust and mist in Chang'an.

I only express my affection for old things, and send my hairpins to the future.

Leave one strand of the hairpin and combine it into a fan; break the hairpin into gold and combine it into two pieces.

But the heart of teaching is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth.

I sent my farewell message again with sincerity, in which I vowed to know each other.

On July 7th, in the Palace of Eternal Life, no one was whispering in the middle of the night.

I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground.

The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever.

"Qingping Music Ci"

Li Bai

(Part 1)

Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of appearance,

The spring breeze blows the threshold of Revlon.

If we hadn’t met at the top of the jade mountain, we would have met at Yaotai under the moon.

(Part 2)

A branch of red dew is fragrant,

The clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain.

Who is similar to the Han Palace?

Poor Feiyan relies on her new makeup.

(Part 3)

Famous flowers make the country happy,

Kings look at them with a smile.

Explanation: The spring breeze is infinitely hateful,

The Agarwood Pavilion leans against the railing in the north.

Aijiangtou

Du Fu

Shaoling Ye Lao swallowed his voice and cried, sneaking into the Qujiang River in spring. Thousands of doors are locked in the palace at the head of the river. Whose green willows and new cattails are green? Recalling the past when neon banners went down to the South Garden, everything in the garden was full of color. The first person in Zhaoyang Palace, he will accompany you in the chariot and serve you at your side. There is a man in front of the chariot with a bow and arrow, and a white horse chews a golden leash. Turning over and shooting clouds towards the sky, a pair of flying wings fell down with a smile.

Where are those bright eyes and white teeth now? The blood-stained wandering soul cannot return. The Liujian Pavilion in the east of the Qing Dynasty is deep, and there is no news about each other when we go to live! Life is full of love and tears, how can rivers and flowers be the ultimate? At dusk, Hu Qi was full of dust in the city. He wanted to go to the south of the city and look to the north.

The Imperial Concubine

Singer: Yan Fei

Lyricist: Yan Fei Composer: Xiao Ximi

Looking back, smiling and being charming

The shy flowers fell one after another

Feathered clothes and colorful clothes swaying

Drunk and singing become more enchanting

It is said that the palace is happy and happy

Who knows how many troubles you have

Don’t say that the previous life was doomed

Don’t say that this life is always unpredictable

But it makes you fall into the trap of heaven

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You just smile without intention

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains will fall down

A lifetime of prosperity and disturbance

It is impossible to escape the love and resentment of three thousand people

The time is beautiful and there are few people

The wind is blowing and the rain is rustling

Even if a thousand cups of fine wine are too few

It is still difficult to escape the fragrance of the slope

The wasted years throw people away

The wind is blowing and the rain is rustling

It is hard to let time get drunk

Don’t say that the previous life is doomed

Don’t say that this life is always unpredictable

But you fell into the trap of God

You just smiled without intention

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

A lifetime of prosperity and disturbance

It is impossible to escape the love and resentment of three thousand people

The time is beautiful and the people are young

The wind is also fluttering The rain is also rustling

Even if a thousand glasses of fine wine are too few

It is still difficult to escape the fragrance of the slope before the soul disappears

The wasted years throw people away

The wind The rain is falling and the rain is rustling

It is hard to be drunk by time

It is always hard to escape the scent of the fragrance in front of the slope.

The wasted years throw people away

The wind is blowing and the rain is rustling

It’s hard to let time get drunk

TVB version of the theme song of "Yang Guifei"

Tang Feng Qingguo Ode to a Thousand Poems

Peerless neon clothes and a light dance

It is difficult to give up on oneself

Who wants to give up beauty and natural ecology

Peony should be with beauty Colors flourish

Infatuated thoughts in the Palace of Eternal Life

The sound of weeping blood in the Song of Everlasting Regret

It is difficult for a man to pour out his love for you

With I will exchange your love for you in my whole life

Now please cherish the shy girl at the beginning

From now on, please remember this pair of eyes that night

Huaqing clear water, Changan Qingliu

How many times did Qingqing recognize her in later generations?

Concubine Yang’s smile will be charming for thousands of years

The Ming Emperor’s betrayal of the promise will shock the whole world

Man, I wish you the best in this life I know

I will exchange my life for a love with you

I will never let you down again

Lyrics of "The Drunken Concubine"

That Year The snowflakes fell and the plum blossoms bloomed on the branches

There was too much sadness left by the Huaqing Pond that year

Don’t say who is who but not emotionally wrong or right

Just I want to get drunk with you again in my dream

The golden bird hairpin jade scratching my head is the gift you gave me

The colorful and feathery clothes will sing and dance for you several times

Jianmenguan is your deep longing for me

Under Mawei slope, I am willing to die for true love

Love and hate are in a moment

Raise a glass to the moon and love the sky

Love and hate

Ask you when will you fall in love

The bright moon reflected in the chrysanthemum stand

Who knows My love is cold

Drunk in the arms of the king

Dream back to the love of the Tang Dynasty