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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
p>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
p>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
p>
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
p>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
p>
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
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