Please ask Sima Xiangru to write a song for Empress Gillian.

If you are a beautiful woman, you will feel at ease. The soul is excessively lost, but not rebellious, haggard and living alone. They say I come and go, eat happily and forget people. Be proud of your heart moving without worrying, and be proud of your blind date.

Yu Yi's ambition is slow and stupid, and he has a preference for chastity. I am willing to ask questions and make progress, and I will get the jade sound of Zunjun. I hope my empty words are sincere. I will leave the palace in the south of the city. Repair thin tools and set yourself up, but you refuse to be lucky. The program dives alone and specializes in it, and the sky is blowing with the wind. When I arrived in Lantai, from a distance, God (brother-in-law, brother-in-law) was immoral. The clouds are gloomy and crowded, and the sky is overcast. Thunder sounds like your car. Floating back to the boudoir, lifting the curtain (Zhan Zhan, mixed voice). Sweet-scented osmanthus trees compete, and the fragrance disappears. Peacocks gather and coexist, and mysterious apes scream and sing. Emerald comes with wings, and husband and wife are fragrant.

When the heart is uncomfortable, evil spirits attack. Go to Lantai and take your time in the palace. The main hall is gloomy and full of worship. By the east wing, the husband is decadent. Squeeze the jade gate and shake the gold shop, which sounds like a silver bell.

Carving Mulan is sad, decorating apricot is beam. Luo's tree trip is like a tree, leaving the building and supporting each other. Shi Guimu (thin wood, rich in sound) is clumsy, and the Committee and the beam are staggered. It seems that things have changed, like stones. The five colors are dazzling and shine against each other. Right or wrong stone, just like tortoise shell. Qi's curtain is hanging, and Chu's connection is also hanging.

Stroking the lintel calmly, you can see the center of the platform. The white crane cries sadly, and the lonely (foot temple) is in poverty. At dusk, I look forward to it, and I feel lonely in the empty hall. Hang the bright moon and look at yourself, and stay in the bridal chamber for the night. Ya Qin's aid to tone sandhi can't last long. The case turned to Xi, and the voice revived. Looking at the calendar, I am generous and self-sufficient (I am going to Japan, and I am proud of it). Weeping around, tears flowing. Relax and increase, (foot transfer, sound transfer) hesitate. I'm sorry for myself and the past. I had no face to show it, so I thought about it and went to bed. If you think firewood is a pillow, then the spring is blue and fragrant.

Suddenly falling asleep and dreaming, the spirit is like a gentleman. If you don't see it, the soul (king+king, overlapping, crazy sound) dies. When a chicken crows, it worries about the moon. The audience is among the stars, and the blue clouds come from the East. Looking into the atrium, it looks like autumn frost in four seasons. At night, when I am old, I can't suppress it any more. Wait until dawn, and your eyesight will be restored. My wife feels sorry for herself secretly, but she dare not forget her age.

Note: "Preface to Changmen Fu" says: "It is fortunate to be filial to Emperor Wu Chen. Don't be sad at Nagato Palace. According to legend, people in Shujun, Chengdu, wrote a composition to the world, offering 100 kilograms of gold as their relatives, and taking wine to solve their worries. And if you can understand it as a text, Queen Chen will be lucky. "