In the third year of Huangchu's reign, Yu went to the capital and returned to Luochuan. The ancients said that the god of Si water was named Mi Fei. In response to Song Yu's incident with the goddess of the King of Chu, he wrote this poem.
His speech said: I came from the capital area and returned to the Eastern Fan. I carried Yique on my back, crossed the 轘辕, passed through Tonggu and Lingjing Mountain. The sun was tilting to the west, and the chariots and horses were in trouble. You were driving to Henggao, and you were riding a horse.
Zhitian is as tall as Yanglin, and the sky is as far as Luochuan. Then I moved my mind and was frightened, and suddenly my thoughts were scattered. I looked down to observe, and looked up to see a beautiful woman on the bank of the rock. I helped the guards and told them.
He said: "Is there anyone who can compete with him? Who is he? How beautiful is this!" The emperor said to him: "I heard that the god of Heluo is named Mi Fei. However, what the king sees is nothing like this.
"What does it look like? I would like to hear about it." I told him, "Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, and as graceful as a swimming dragon. The autumn chrysanthemums are shining brightly, and the spring pines are luxuriant. They seem to be like the moon covered by light clouds, floating in the sky."
It floats like snow falling in the wind. Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the morning glow of the sun; looking at it from a closer look, it is as bright as a flower growing out of Lubo. The slenderness has been removed, and it has been shortened and fit. If the shoulders are cut into shape, the waist is as plain as it should be.
The neck is beautiful, and the beauty is exposed. The fragrance is not added, and the lead is beautiful. The cloud bun is tall, and the eyebrows are trimmed together. The red lips are bright on the outside, the white teeth are fresh on the inside, the eyes are good at gazing, and the dimples support the power. The graceful posture is elegant, and the appearance is quiet.
The body is leisurely. The tenderness is charming, and the words are charming. The clothes are unique, and the bone statues should be in the picture. The brilliance of the robes, the splendor of Er, Yao and green. Wear gold and green jewelry, embellished with pearls to dazzle the body. Practice the writings of far journeys.
Walking on his feet, dragging a light train of mist and gauze, with the gentle fragrance of orchids, he hesitated on the corner of the mountain. Then he suddenly jumped upright and took a flight. He leaned on the caiyan on the left and the osmanthus flag on the right. The soil was bright and his wrists were in the God's Margin.
Come, pick the Xuanzhi from Tuanlai. I am delighted with its beauty, but my heart is shaking but not happy. An unscrupulous matchmaker wants to entertain me, and I use the microwave to communicate. I hope that the sincere person will arrive first, and I will use the jade pendant to get it. Sigh.
A beautiful woman's faith is cultivated, and a Qiang learns etiquette and writes poems. He resists Qiong's jade and offers peace to him, indicating that he is hiding in the abyss for a certain period of time. He sticks to his family's money and is afraid of being bullied by me. He feels hesitant and abandons his words.
But he was doubtful. He put back his gentle face and calmed his mind, and showed his courtesy to guard against self-control. Then Luo was inspired, moved and hesitated, and the divine light separated and combined, flickering between yin and yang. He stood up like a crane with his light body, as if he was about to fly but did not soar.
The pepper coating is strong and strong, the steps are thin and fragrant. The long chant is to express admiration forever, and the sound is mournful and fierce but even longer. You are a mixed crowd of spirits, ordering the couple to sing, or play in the clear stream, or fly to Shenzhu, or pick a tree
Bright pearls, or pick up green feathers. Two concubines from Nanxiang and a wandering girl from Han Dynasty. They sigh at the incomparable melons and sing about the solitude of the morning glory. They lift up the light grass and trim their sleeves to extend their standing.
The flying duck flies quickly, erratic like a god, the mausoleum wave steps slightly, and the socks are dusty. The movement is impermanent, if it is in danger, if it is safe. If it goes and stops in difficult times, if it goes, if it returns, it turns around and flows, its jade face is smooth and smooth. There are no words.
Breathing out, the air is like a quiet orchid. The graceful and graceful appearance makes me forget to eat. Then the screen closes the wind, and the waves behind the Sichuan are quiet. Feng Yi plays the drum, and Nuwa sings. Teng Wenyu rides with the police, and sings the jade luan to pass away together. The six dragons are like
They all headed together, carrying the descendants of the cloud chariot, the whale salamanders leaped and clamped their hubs, and the waterfowl soared to guard. So they crossed over to the north of Jun. After passing through Nangang, Yu Su led them back to Qingyang, moved their red lips to say Xu Yan, and handed them over to Chen.
Outline. The way of hating people and gods is different, complaining about the misfortune of the prime of life. Resisting the clothes to cover the tears, the tears flowing down the lapel. The memorial service will never end. The mourning is gone and the foreign land is gone. There is no trace of tenderness.
I show my love for you, and present the bright pearl of the south of the Yangtze River. Although I lurk in the sun, I have always placed my heart on the king. Suddenly I don't realize what I have left, and I am saddened by the night and block the light. So I carry the mausoleum high on my back, and leave my feet to the gods. I imagine my feelings,
Looking forward and feeling sad, I hope that my spiritual body will regain its shape and go up in a light boat.
I floated on the Changchuan River and forgot to return, thinking about the governor. I worked hard at night and could not sleep, and came to dawn with heavy frost. I ordered my servants to drive, and I will return to the east road. I picked up the bridle to resist the plan, but I was wandering and unable to go.