Goddess of Luo

In the third year of Huangchu, I went to the capital and returned to Luochuan. The ancients said that the god of this water was named Mi Fei. I was moved by Song Yu's affairs on the goddess of the King of Chu and wrote this poem.

His speech said: I followed the capital and said I returned to the East Vangu. I walked on Yique, crossed the throne, passed Tonggu, and ling Jingshan. When the sun was tilted west, the carriages were almost irritated. I then drove to Henggao, fed the horses and horses. I was taxed to the Henggao, fed to Zhitian, and looked at the Yanglin, and flowed into Luochuan. So I was so excited that I suddenly thought of it. I looked down and looked at it. I looked up and saw a beautiful man on the bank of the rock. Then I helped the driver and told him, "Is there anyone who is there to see him? Who is that person? If this is the case,

It is beautiful!" The driver replied, "I heard that the god of Heluo is called Mi Fei. But what the king sees is not the sun? What is the appearance? I would like to hear it." I told him, "Its shape is as graceful as a stunning geese, as gentle as a dragon. The glorious autumn chrysanthemums and lush spring pine. It seems like the light clouds covering the moon, floating and like the flowing wind returning to the snow. Looking far away, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow; observing it, it is as bright as the hibiscus, as bright as the waves. The slim filament

Get the heart, be short and fit. If the shoulders are cut, the waist will be as simple as the standard. The neck is stretched out, the neck is beautiful, the white texture is revealed. The fragrance is unpleasant, the lead is not destined. The cloud bun is tall, the eyebrows are beautiful. The red lips are bright outside, the white teeth are fresh inside, the bright eyes are good, the cheeks are supported by power. The magnificent posture is elegant, the polite and leisurely body is gentle, and the tenderness is charming in language. The strange clothes are extraordinary, and the bones are like pictures. The brilliance is bright, the earrings are gorgeous and the jade is beautiful. The jewelry of gold and green is decorated with bright pearls.

The body shines. Walking on the literary shoes of the distance, swaying the light skirt of the mist gauze. The fragrance of the orchid is amiable, walking around the corner of the mountain. Then I suddenly roam and play. I lean on the left and lean on the turquoise, and the osmanthus flag on the right. The soil is white and the wrist is in Shenhu, and picking the mysterious lucidum of the turquoise. My feelings are pleasant to the beauty, but my heart is fluctuating but not happy. The unscrupulous media is happy to meet the joy, and I support the waves and express my words. I hope that I can be sincere and honest and unwilling to find the jade pendant to make it a point. Alas, the beautiful woman is trusted and cultivated, and the Qiang practices etiquette.

And the poem is clear. It is against the Qiongkou to be harmonious and harmonious, and points to the hidden abyss and is in the end. It is held to be the real one of my relatives, and I am afraid of the deception of this spirit. I am moved by the way of saying that I abandoned my words, and hesitated and suspicious. I received a harmonious face and calm ambition, and I defended myself. So Luo inspired me, moved by wandering, and the divine light was separated and merged, and the yin and yang were suddenly. The body was light and the crane stood up, as if it was about to fly but not yet soared. The pepper was swaying and walking on the thin and fragrant. The long song was long and the sound was long, and the sound was

The sorrow and stern are even longer. You are all the spirits, and you are sloppy, and you are roaring with friends, playing with the clear stream, or flying in the divine river, picking pearls, or picking green feathers. From the two concubines in Nanxiang, they are carrying the wandering girl in Hanbin. They sigh at the incomparable melons, and chant the lonely place of the ox. They are raising the light and slim and slim sleeves to extend. Don’t fly quickly, floating like a god, swaying like a slight step, and silk stockings are dusty. If you move in an impermanent way, you will be as dangerous as a safe place. If you move in a difficult time, you will go back or return. If you move in a mess, you will be as bright as a slight time. If you move in a difficult time, you will go back or return.

The flowing essence is smooth and smooth. The words are not revealed, and the breath is as bright as orchids. The beauty is graceful, which makes me forget to eat. So Pingyi gathers the wind and the river is quiet. Feng Yi sings the drums, Nuwa sings the clear songs. The fish fly to the warning rider, and the jade phoenix passes away. The six dragons are in line with their heads, carrying the appearance of the cloud carriage, whales and salamanders jump and clamp the hub, and water birds fly to become guards. So they cross the north. They pass through Nangang, turn their plain collars, return to the clear sun, move their red lips to express their words and the outline of the handover.

I hate the different ways of humans and gods, and I resent the great years. I resist the silk sleeves and cover my tears, and the waves of tears flowing my collars. I mourn the eternal extinction of good meetings. I mourn the passing of a strange place. I have no subtle feelings to fulfill my love, and I offer the bright lights of Jiangnan. Although I am hidden in the sun, I always send my heart to the king. I suddenly don’t understand what I have left, and I feel sad and shrouded in the night. So I carry the high-rise back, and I leave my heart to the gods, and I imagine my feelings and sorrows. I hope the spirit body will be restored to the light boat.

I floated in the long river and forgot to return, and thought about the continuous supervision. I was restless at night, and I couldn't sleep when I was dripping from the frost, and I arrived at dawn. I ordered my servants to go and go, and I would return to the east road. I held the bridle and resisted the strategy, but I was sad and unable to leave.
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