Hu Xuan Dance, Shy Flower Wisdom, Lower Eyebrow, Sighing at the Marquis of the Mausoleum

Red Crispy Hands, Hairpin Phoenix, Drinking Everlasting Wine with the Emperor

The story of Jade Huan and Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty is, in Bai Juyi's words, an astonishingly beautiful story that can be sung and sung, in Du Fu's words, a ludicrous and saddening joke.

This piece of song and dance in the peace and prosperity of the world as the beginning of the story of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty on the Yuhuan's favor, natural beauty is difficult to give up, the harem of the powder without color, Bai Juyi with exaggerated techniques, ornate and popular words, conveyed that year, that song of the neon dance of the unforgettable. Slow song tirade dance condensation silk bamboo, all the day the king to see the insufficient, extreme description of an unparalleled monarch of the endless absurdity.

Middle chapter, the war began, this emperor's hands to build up a prosperous empire, finally in his own spoiled, into the destruction. The six armies do not send nothing to do, Wan turned moth-eyebrows before the horse to die, expressed in life and death before parting, this pair of infatuated men and women are difficult to part with each other. But in the end, Yuhuan ended her delusion in the human world with a foot of white silk.

Later, the party to quell the rebellion, Taizong in the night rain zero bell Changsheng Hall, and dreamed of his Yuhuan, July 7 Changsheng Hall, no one in the middle of the night whispering, Huaqing Pond pattering rain, late at night, the hazy moon, but also can not be expressed out Tang Xuanzong at that time lonely, lonely, painful and helpless state of mind.

The Song of Everlasting Hatred is a poem written by Bai Juyi in easy-to-understand words and in-depth descriptions, which has left an indelible seed of sunken gold in people's hearts, and has been immortalized for centuries.

The story of the Song of Long Hate is breathtaking, yet thought-provoking. Why do men always put the blame for the destruction of the country on women. They are just birds in the deep palace, and their knitted brows and smiles can just touch the emperor's heart, how can they destroy the deep-rooted capital of the Great Tang Empire?

The red face is nothing more than an excuse for those cowardly men under patriarchy.

If there is an afterlife, I want to tell Yuhuan to be her own master.