You should adopt it if you praise it

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Luo Shen Fu

In the third year of Huang Chu, Yu Chao The capital was restored to Luochuan. The ancients said that the god of Si water was named Mi Fei. In response to Song Yu's affair with the goddess of the King of Chu, he wrote this poem. His words said:

I came from the capital and promised to return to the Eastern Fan. Back to Yique, cross the shaft, pass through Tonggu and Lingjing Mountain. The sun is tilting to the west, and the carriage is in danger

The horse is in trouble. Er is a tax driver in Henggao, a horse in Zhitian, a Rongyu in Yanglin, and a wanderer in Luochuan. So the spirit moved and the mind was frightened, and suddenly the thoughts

disappeared. Looking down, I didn't notice, but looking up, I saw a beautiful woman standing by the rock. He came to the aid of the emperor and told him, "Do you have anyone who can compete with him?

Who is he? How beautiful is this!" The emperor said to him, "I have heard that the name of the god of Heluo is It’s called Concubine Mi. But what does the king see? What does it look like? I would like to hear it.” I told him, “It looks like a startling dragon, and is as graceful as a wandering dragon.” . The autumn chrysanthemums are blooming, and the spring pines are as bright as the light clouds covering the moon, and the fluttering snow is as bright as the rising sun. /p>

It is like a flower growing out of Lubo. It is as slender as a flower, its shoulders are cut short, its waist is straight, its neck is long, and its neck is bright. Exposed. Fragrance is not added, the hair is plump and plump, the eyebrows are trimmed, the lips are bright, the teeth are bright, and the eyes are beautiful.

The beauty is elegant. The body is quiet and charming. The clothes are unique and the bones are as beautiful as the pictures. They are decorated with gold and jade jewelry. The body is shining. Walking on the clothes of a long journey, the light orchid is slightly fragrant, and I wander around the corner of the mountain. Leaning on the Caiyan, the right side is shaded by the cassia flag. The earth is bright and the wrist is in the Marsh. I am picking up the Xuanzhi in Turmoil. , I hope that the sincerity will be the first to come, and the jade pendant will be appreciated. Come, it means that the money is in the abyss but it is not long. I am afraid that I will bully you. I feel sorry for you and I am hesitant and suspicious.

Quiet and determined, the rituals are guarded and self-sufficient. So Luo's soul is wandering, and the divine light is coming and going, and the light body is standing like a crane.

If it is about to fly, it will not fly. Xiang. The strong and strong scent of the pepper spray, the long and long chant, the mournful and long-lasting voice. Playing in the clear stream, flying to Shenzhu, picking pearls, or picking up green feathers. The two concubines from Nanxiang brought the wandering girls to the Han Dynasty. Alone. The Yang Qing (coat, Wubu) is lingering, and the sleeves are stretched to extend (亻

Ning). The flying ducks are as erratic as gods, and the waves are slightly stepped, and the socks are dusty. If the movement is impermanent, if it is in danger, if it is in trouble, if it is gone

If it returns, the beauty will be smooth and smooth, and the air will be as graceful as orchid. I forgot to eat. So the screen is covered with wind.

Feng Yi plays the drum, and Nuwa sings the song. Carrying clouds and carriages

Rongyi, whales and salamanders leaped to their nests, and waterfowl flew to guard them. So they passed through Nangang, and returned to Qingyang, moving Zhu<. /p>

The outline of the handover is expressed in words. The way of hating people and gods is different, and it is inappropriate to complain about the prime of life. > Lang. The memorial service will last forever. The mourning is gone and I will show my love to Jiangnan [Wang Dang]. Although he is latent in the sun

he always places his heart on the king. Suddenly he didn't realize what he had given up, and he was so sad that he blocked the light at night. So I carried the mausoleum high on my back, enough to pay attention to the gods, and imagine my feelings.

Looking and feeling sad. I hope that the spirit body will regain its shape and go up in a light boat. Floating on the Changchuan River and forgetting to return, I miss you endlessly. The night is dull and sleepless, and the frost arrives at dawn. I ordered my servant to drive away, and I will return to the east road. He grabbed the bridle of the horse to resist the policy, and he was lingering in despair and could not go away.

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Translation:

In the third year of Huangchu's reign, I went to the capital to pay homage to the emperor and crossed the Luoshui River on my return. Legend has it that the name of the god of Luoshui is Fu Fei (Fuxi's

youngest daughter drowned in Luoshui while playing and was named the god of Luoshui after her death). So I imitated Song Yu and wrote the story of King Chu's encounter with the goddess

into "Ode to the Goddess". I also wrote down this experience, as follows:

I returned from the capital The eastern fiefdom (Juancheng). Crossed Yijue Mountain, crossed Jingyuan Mountain, passed Tonggu, and climbed to Jingshan Mountain.

It was already sunset, and the carriages and horses were very tired. So we stopped the car on the river bank covered with herbs and let the horses freely graze and rest in the grass fields. I walked peacefully and leisurely in the woods, admiring the beautiful scenery of Luoshui. Suddenly

I felt my mind was shaken and my thoughts drifted into the distance. He looked up suddenly and saw a strange sight: a woman as beautiful as a fairy was standing beside the cliff. So he hurriedly grabbed the attendant and asked: "Have you seen that woman? Who is she? She is so beautiful

!" The attendant replied: "I heard that the spirit of Luoshui is called Fu Fei, so , Could it be that the king saw her?

How does she look? ”

I said: “She looks like a frightened person. The flying swans have a body as graceful and graceful as a playful dragon in the air

The face is as bright and radiant as the chrysanthemums blooming in autumn, and the beauty and youthfulness are as prosperous as the dense green pines in spring. >

Thin clouds gently covered the bright moon, and its image was floating like swirling snowflakes blown by the flowing wind; from a distance, it looked bright and white like

The rising sun in the morning glow, approaching Looking at it, it is bright and dazzling like lotus flowers standing in the clear water; plump and slender is just right, tall, short, fat and thin is in line with the aesthetic sense; the shoulders are beautiful as if they were shaved, and the waist is as slim as a bunch of slender white flowers. Silk; neck

Slender, beautiful chin, white and tender skin slightly exposed; no perfume, no makeup; thick cloud-like buns standing high

, slender and slender Her eyebrows are slightly curved; her white teeth are clearly visible in her bright red lips; her bright and moving eyes are full of gaze

, and two beautiful dimples are hidden in her cheeks; her posture is strangely beautiful, bright and elegant, She has a quiet appearance, a graceful posture, and a soft manner

Shun, broad and charming, which is difficult to describe in words; her clothes are strange and rare in the world, and her skeleton looks like a fairy in a painting; she is dressed in bright colors

Clothes made of pure silk, she wore earrings made of ornately carved jade; gold and jade as matching jewelry, embellished with rare pearls that illuminated her beautiful face; she walked on the embroidered Wearing shoes with exquisite patterns and dragging a thin gauze skirt like mist, which faintly exudes the fragrance of orchids, they wander slowly on the side of the mountain; occasionally jumping up and playing while walking; there are colorful flags on the left

Beside her, there are cinnamon branches on her right to provide shade; she is rolling up her sleeves and reaching into the Luoshui River with her delicate white arms to pick the black Ganoderma lucidum in the rushing river

. ”

I fell deeply in love with her virtuousness and beauty, and my mood was turbulent and unhappy. Suffering from the lack of a good matchmaker to express my love

, I expressed my love with affectionate eyes, hoping that my sincere feelings could be expressed to her before others, so I solved the problem

< p>The jade pendant on his waist was given to her as a gift, indicating that he wanted to make an appointment with her. She is so perfect, she not only understands etiquette but also understands poetry.

She raised a beautiful jade to answer me, pointing to the deep pool of water to agree on a date to meet. My heart is full of sincere attachment, fearing that the beautiful gods are deceiving me. Legend has it that two goddesses once gave Zheng Jiaofu a white jade on the bank of the Han River to seal his life, but they broke their promise soon

< p>The moment disappeared, so I was melancholy and hesitant. I restrained my joy, calmed down my emotions, and warned myself to strictly abide by the etiquette between men and women to restrain and control myself.

Then the Luo Shen was moved and wandered low, the colorful divine light flickered in and out, and raised his light body like a crane

It was about to fly but still stayed. .

She wandered on the fragrant path full of pepper orchids, and lingered in the Duheng bushes that exuded the faint fragrance of flowers. She sang long and longingly to express her longing, and her voice was sad and sad and long-lasting. Soon many gods gathered to call their friends. Some were playing in the clear river water, some were flying on the sandbank where Luo Shen often swam, some were picking pearls at the bottom of the river, and some

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Pick up beautiful feathers on the shore. The Goddess of Luo was followed by Ehuang and Nv Ying of the Xiang River, and was accompanied by the goddess of the Han River who roamed by the water.

She lamented the loneliness of the Pao Gua star and sympathized with the lonely solitary life of the Altair star. She raised her arms and used her slender sleeves to block the sunlight.

Looking down, her thin top was fluttering in the breeze. She moves as light as a bird, and as graceful as if she is unfathomable

; she walks carefully on the water waves, with mist rising under her feet; her whereabouts are uncertain, her joys and sorrows are unclear; her progress and retreat are unpredictable, and she may stay even if she wants to go.

Her eyes flow with tenderness, her eyes are full of energy, and the joy of love moistens her beautiful face; it seems that there are many words in her mouth,

Her breath exudes the faint fragrance of orchid; she has a beautiful appearance. Shy and soft, it attracts me deeply without knowing where I am.

At this time, the God of Wind stopped the wind, the God of Water stopped the waves in the river, God Si Yin Yang beat the sky drum, and Nuwa sang a clear song

; Manyu jumped The chariots were surrounded by jade bells jingling; six dragons went hand in hand, carrying the cloud chariots slowly; whale salamanders competed with each other to protect the chariots, and water birds shuttled and flew to guard them attentively; so the Luo Shen Crossing the islands in the water, climbing over the hills to the south,

turning her white neck, looking at me with her delicate and beautiful eyebrows, activating her red lips, slowly stating the general outline of the helpless separation,

I hate that humans and gods are in the same situation, I complain bitterly about the unsatisfactory love of youth, I raise my sleeves to wipe my tears, but the tears can't help rolling down my clothes

Wetting my clothes; the sad and beautiful gathering will last forever Cut off, sorrow separated from each other. There was no token of love that could be given to each other, so he gave me the precious jade ring from the south of the Yangtze River. "Although I live in seclusion in heaven, I will always miss the king...

" I haven't said anything yet. At the end, my whereabouts suddenly disappeared, my divine light disappeared, and I felt as if I was lost.

So I went over the mountains and ridges, tracking up and down, looking for the footprints left by Luo Shen. Luo Shen has gone, but the scene is still there. Looking around for it adds to my melancholy. I hoped that the traces of Luo Shen would reappear, so I took a boat upstream and drifted on the Yangtze River without knowing it.

When I returned, I missed her endlessly, and my longing became even more intense. At night, I was restless and couldn't sleep, and my clothes were covered with thick crystal frost

until daylight came. Reluctantly, I ordered my servant to get up and continue my return journey. I grabbed the reins and raised the whip. I stayed on the same spot and couldn't leave for a long time.

During the day, people say: "Don't believe everything under the moonlight."

At night, people may say: "Don't believe everything under the sun."

There is no truth, only judgment...