People from Shangyang have a beautiful face, old age and new hair. The green-clad eunuch guards the palace gate,
How much spring comes when you close the sun. At the end of Xuanzong's reign, he was first elected, and now he is sixteen and sixty.
At the same time, more than a hundred people were selected, and they were severely disabled in their scattered years. Recalling the past, Tun was sad to say goodbye to his relatives,
Don't teach me to cry when I am helped into the car. Everyone is grateful when they enter, with a face like a hibiscus and a breast like jade.
Before the king could meet him, Yang Fei was looking at her from afar. Jealousy makes Qian match Yang Gong,
He spent his whole life sleeping in an empty house. The dormitory is empty, the autumn night is long, the night is long and sleepless, and the sky is unclear.
Geng Geng's shadow was on the wall behind the broken lamp, and there was a faint sound of rain hitting the window. Spring is late,
It's hard to sit alone until the sun sets. The orioles in the palace are full of sorrow and tired of hearing the news. Liang and swallows live in two places, so don't be jealous.
The orioles return and the swallows go away quietly, spring and autumn come and go without remembering the year. Only looking towards the deep palace to see the bright moon,
The east and west circles are four to five hundred times. Today, the oldest person in the palace is given the title of Minister.
He has a small head, narrow shoes, and narrow clothes, and his eyebrows are slender and dotted with indigo. Outsiders don't smile when they see you,
In the last years of Tianbao's life, Shizhuang was born. People with Shang Yang suffer the most. Being young is also painful, being old is also painful,
How about being young and suffering, being old and suffering. Don't you see that in the past, Lu paid tribute to the beauty?
I don't see Baifa singing in the sun today. ． ． ．
(Warning: pit... Big pit)