Suo Jinghua: The Concubine of the Violent King

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Last night, the stars and the wind last night, the west side of the painting building is in the east of Guitang.The body has no colorful phoenix and flying wings, and the heart has a consonance.The next seat will send a hook to the spring wine to warm it up, and the light will be red when Cao She is covered with wax.Yu Yu listened to the drum and responded to the official, and went to the Malantai class to turn to the tent.

"Jinse"

Zither has fifty strings for no reason, and one string and one column think of Huanian.Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, Wangdi Chunxin entrusted cuckoos.There are tears in the moon and pearl in the sea, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke.This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss at that time.

Dunhuang melody

Make all kinds of wishes before the pillow, and wait for Chunshan to die if you want to rest.The scales and hammers float on the water until the Yellow River dries up completely.

When the day comes, the Big Dipper returns to the south.If you can't rest, you can't rest, and you will see the sun in the third watch. "Buddha Man"

The sound of the flute swallows, Qin Emeng breaks Qinyue Tower.Qinyue Tower, willow colors every year, Ba Ling hurts farewell.

On the Qingqiu Festival in Leyouyuan, the ancient roads in Xianyang are full of sound and dust, the sound of the dust is dead, the westerly wind shines, and the Han family mausoleum falls. "Recalling Qin'e"

Huajianci

The willow silk grows long, the spring rain is thin, and the flowers are leaking.Surprise the geese, start the city crow, and draw the golden partridge on the screen.Fragrance mist is thin, through the curtain, melancholy Xiejiachi Pavilion.On the back of the red candle, the embroidered curtain hangs down, Meng Changjun doesn't know. "More Leaks"

Spring outing, apricot blossoms blowing all over your head.Someone in Moshang is young and flirtatious.The concubine intends to marry her and live off her life.Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed.

The smoke in the spring mountains is about to be collected, the sky is light and the stars are small.The face of the waning moon is bright, don't cry at dawn.There have been many words, but the love is not over. Looking back, I still say: remember the green skirt, and feel sorry for the grass everywhere. "Sheng Cha Zi"

Where does Yong Ye leave people? There will never be a sound.The incense pavilion is hidden, the eyebrows are drawn, and the moon will sink.Fighting and not finding each other.Mandarin quilt.For my heart, for your heart, I know each other deeply. "Pleasure of Heartfelt Love"

At the place where we met, on a sunny day in the evening, Erythrina flowers descended to the front of the stage.Looking back in secret, I am deeply concerned, leaving both greens, riding an elephant and carrying a man on his back to cross the water first. "Nanxiangzi"

Southern Tang Ci

Who knows how long it takes to throw away leisurely?When spring comes, the melancholy is still there.Before spending time every day, I often get sick and drink alcohol, and I don’t care about the beautiful face in the mirror.

There are willows on the Qingwu embankment by the river, just to ask Xinchou, what happens every year?The Independence Bridge is full of wind and sleeves, and the Crescent Moon people in Pinglin are back. "Magpie Stepping on a Branch"

There are tens of thousands of plum blossoms, and they are still passionate, learning from snow and turning with the wind.Last night, the singing and singing were easy to break up, and the waking up caused endless worries.

Upstairs, on the face of the cold mountain in spring, the scenery is deep and shallow at dusk.For a long time, I didn't see anyone in the middle of the night, and I thought about it all over my tears. "Magpie Stepping on a Branch"

The wind suddenly picked up, blowing a pool of spring water.Leisurely lead mandarin ducks to the fragrant path, and move the narrow red apricot stamens.The fighting duck leans on the railing alone, and Jasper scratches his head and falls obliquely.I look forward to the king all day long, and I raise my head to hear the joy of the magpies.

The tide of the Spring River is even with the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea coexists with the tide.Twinkling and twinkling with the waves for thousands of miles, where is the spring river without moonlight?The river flows around Fangdian, and the moon shines on the flowers and forests like sleet.Frost flows in the air without being aware of flying, but white sand on Tingshang cannot be seen.The river and the sky are all the same color without any dust, and the moon is alone in the bright sky.Who on the riverside sees the moon for the first time?When did Jiangyue shine on people at the beginning of the year?The generations of life are endless, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.The white clouds are drifting away, and Qingfengpu is full of worries.Who's boating tonight?Where is Acacia Mingyue Tower?The poor moon wandering upstairs, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.The Yuhu curtain cannot be rolled away, but it is returned by the brush on the anvil.At this time, we look at each other but don't hear each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.The swan geese fly long and light, and the fish and dragons dive into the water to write.Last night, the dream of Xiantan fell into flowers, and poor Chun Ban did not return home.The river is flowing like spring, and the moon is falling in the river pool, and the moon is slanting westward.The slanting moon sinks and hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.I don't know how many people will return in a month?The falling flowers shake the trees all over the river. "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night"