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The Everlasting Regret
Emperor Han valued the beauty of the whole country and was determined to find a peerless beauty. Unfortunately, I haven't found it for many years. There is a girl in the Yang family who has just grown up. No one has ever seen her face in the boudoir. Natural beauty can not be buried, and finally was chosen to be with the emperor. She turned to smile and showed all kinds of charm at the same time. The pink, white and green in the sixth house all faded at once. It's cold in spring, giving Huaqing Pool a bath, and the hot springs are slippery, washing her skin like condensed oil. The maid helped her out of the bath. She was lazy and weak. At this time, the first grace came. Flowers generally look like clouds, and jinbu shakes his head and shivers. Beautiful spring night, spring night is too short! How high was the sun before I opened my eyes, and I never got up early to meet the ministers again. Chasing happiness and serving banquets, she always revolves around the emperor. After the spring outing, it is spring, and the night is her exclusive. There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and the love of 3,000 people is concentrated on her. At night in the palace, she dressed up to serve the holy king. I got drunk with her at Lou Yu's party. My sisters and brothers sealed a big country, so I envy others. A family is full of glory. Calling the world a parent's heart, I think it is better to have a boy than a girl.

The Summer Palace is high in the sky. Yue Xian is floating in the palace and can be heard all over the world. The ladies-in-waiting danced slowly, played the piano slowly and played the flute slowly. The emperor can't get enough of it all day. Who knows that the drums of Yu Yang's rebellion will knock the earth-shattering, and the colorful feathers will be shocked! Smoke and dust appeared in the imperial capital, and thousands of horses fled to the southwest. I've just walked a hundred miles, and I'm standing while walking. What can we do if the Sixth Army refuses to advance? Butterfly beauty died in front of the emperor's horseshoe. Her buds were thrown on the ground and nobody picked them up, as well as the jade on her head, her goldfinch and her bald head. The emperor hid his face and tried to save face. In retrospect, tears and blood flowed together. When the plank road is inserted into the clouds, it twists and turns on the Jiange, and the wind blows yellow dust, which is particularly bleak. There are not many pedestrians on Emei Road, and the sky has lost the luster of colorful flags. The sunshine is so thin. The river in Shuhe is so green, and the mountain in Shuhe is so green. It is difficult for the emperor to miss his feelings day and night. Looking at the moonlight in the palace is sad, and listening to the rain ringing at night is also heartbroken.

Finally, one day, I returned to Beijing and came here-reluctant to leave. There is no land where beauty died in vain among the soil under Mawei slope. The monarch and his subjects looked at each other, their skirts shed tears, they looked east, and they believed that the horse would return to Beijing by reins. Come back to see the palace garden, the hibiscus in Taiye Pool and the willow in Weiyang Palace, which are still charming. Hibiscus flowers are more like her face, and willow leaves are more like her eyebrows. How can you not cry when you see a willow? Why can't you feel it? In this day when the spring breeze blows peach blossoms and plum blossoms, in this autumn when the plane leaves fall! The emperor's father lives in the west palace in the south, and the autumn grass is long and idle, and the leaves are not swept. At that time, the director of the pepper room was old, and the disciples in the pear garden had white hair on their heads. At night, fireflies flew over the palace, and the emperor's father quietly remembered. I can't sleep when I pick up the lonely lamp at night, only listening to the bells and drums in the palace ring slowly. The night is so long, look at the Milky Way still shining in the sky. It's almost dawn, not yet! The frost is so heavy, the Yuanyang tile above the house is so cold, and the jade is also cold. Who can unite? You're dead, I'm still alive. For a long time, I have never seen your soul enter my dream.

There is a Taoist priest who practices in Lin Qiong. He can sincerely invite the dead. What can be moved is the deep affection of the emperor tossing and turning, which makes the alchemist tirelessly look for her. He flew like lightning for nine days, and then went down to the underworld, but he didn't see her. Suddenly I heard that there is a fairy mountain on the sea, in nothingness. Fairy mountain pavilions are as exquisite as colorful clouds, and there are many wonderful fairies. One of them is too real, with snow-like skin and fancy appearance, which sounds like the person he is looking for. When the alchemist arrived at the Fairy Palace, he knocked on the door of the West Chamber, and it was Sister-in-law Xiaoyu and Dong Shuangcheng who reported the news. When she heard that the Korean family sent envoys, she couldn't help but interrupt her dream at the fairy home Jiuhua account. Push the pillow, put on your coat and get out of bed. The screen and bead curtain are opened in turn. I saw that the bun on her head was half off. Before Carola could adjust it, she woke up and walked down the hall. The wind made her fairy dress fluttering and dancing, just like her dress and feather dance. Jade makes loneliness drop a pair of tears, like a pear flower with rain in spring. She thanked the king emotionally: since "Where are you going" is difficult to meet, there is no news. The love in Zhaoyang Temple has been cut off since then, and the sun and moon in Penglai Palace are so long! Looking down on the world, you can only see clouds, but you can't see Chang 'an. I can only show my affection for the old things and bring back two things, a gold hairpin and a box. One gold hairpin, one cymbal box, half of our family. As long as our hearts are as strong as gold and silver, we can always meet each other, although we are far away from heaven and earth! When I leave, there is another word that is very important. Only he and I know this oath. On the seventh day of July, there was no one in the Palace of Eternal Life, and we talked quietly: in the sky, we would like to be lovebirds forever, and on the ground, we would like to take water as the graft. It will come to an end one day, and this hatred will never be eliminated.