Aesthetic fu

Beautiful leisure city, wandering between and. Zou Yang said to the king, "If you are as beautiful as you are, you will become beautiful. However, if you dress beautifully and are disloyal, you want to flatter and please, so you visit the king's harem, and the king doesn't obey? "

The king of Qi asked Xiangru, "Is the son lustful?" Xiang Ru said, "I am not lustful." The king said, "I am not lustful." Why is it so boring? " Xiang Ru said, "In ancient times, people of Confucius and Mohism died when they heard that Qi ate their daughters. They watched the song of the dynasty and went back to the car. For example, they still try to avoid drowning in mountains and corners. This is not what they want. Why are you so slutty? If you are a minister, you grew up in the west, living alone in a remote place with spacious rooms. To the east of the minister, there is a woman with rich clouds, beautiful eyebrows and teeth, full of colors and beautiful scenery. I always care about the west and want to stay as a minister. I stopped. Climbing the wall and looking at the minister, I have been here for three years, and I have abandoned it.

"I secretly admire Wang Gaoyi, my life is coming from the East, the road is from Cheng Weilai, and the road is from Mulberry. Appear in the morning and stay in the palace at dusk. Go to the palace to rest, lonely and empty, the door pavilion is covered by the sun, and it is as warm as a god. I formed my family and built my room. It's really fragrant and fragrant, and my account is high. There was a woman alone, lying quietly in bed. Wonderful and beautiful, beautiful and beautiful. Seeing that the minister was late, he smiled and said,' Son of He Guo! "Nothing will never be far away," so I put wine into the piano. I went on to play the piano, which was a piece of secluded white snow. The woman is singing:' I am lonely in the room, I miss beautiful women and feel sad! The beauty came too late, and when the sun set, she dared to hold herself and think for herself. "Hosta hangs my crown, and Luo sleeve blows my clothes. It is dusk, the wind is bleak, the snow is falling, the empty room is quiet, and there is no voice. So the bedding is old, the clothes are strange, the gold is fragrant, the curtains are low, the mattress is old, and the corner pillows are applied horizontally. Women wear clothes to show their blasphemy. Hao's body is exposed, but his weak bones are rich in muscles. You'll be as slippery as fat. I am determined by my pulse, my heart is in my arms, and I swear I will never come back. Turn high and say goodbye to him. "