Douluo: The Lower Realm of the Children of the King of God and the Lord God

Chapter 28 Han Fu

Luo Shen Fu

Three Kingdoms. Cao Wei. Chen Wang Cao Zhi

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 feelings about the goddess of the King of Chu, he wrote this poem.

His speech said:

I left the capital and returned to Dongfan.

Carry on the back of Yique, cross the Fuyuan, pass through Tonggu and Lingjing Mountain.

The sun is tilting to the west, and the carriages and horses are in trouble.

Er is a tax driver in Henggao, a horse in Zhitian, a Rongyu in Yanglin, and a wanderer in Luochuan.

Then the spirit moved away and the mind was frightened, and suddenly the thoughts were scattered.

I didn't notice it when I looked down, but I looked up and saw a beautiful woman on the bank of the rock.

He then came to the aid of the emperor and told him, "Do you have someone who can compete with him? Who is he? How gorgeous is he?"

The emperor said to him: "I heard that the god of Heluo is called Mi Fei. But what the king sees is nothing like this? What does it look like? I would like to hear it."

Yu told him: "Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, and as graceful as a swimming dragon. It has the glory of autumn chrysanthemums and the splendor of spring pine trees."

It is as if the moon is covered by the light clouds, and it is like the snow covered by the flowing wind.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like the sun is rising in the morning; when you look at it, Zhuo Ruofu churns out waves.

The slenderness is complacent, and the length is shortened.If the shoulders are shaved, the waist is as usual.

The neck is extended to show off the items, and the quality is revealed.There is no fragrance, and the lead is beautiful.

The cloud bun is tall, and the eyebrows are repaired.

The red lips are bright on the outside, the white teeth are fresh on the inside, the eyes are bright and gazing, and the right to support.

Gorgeous and elegant, graceful and leisurely.

Tenderness and graceful language.

Fantastic service, the bone statue should be pictured.The radiance of draped clothes, the splendor of Eryao and Bi.

Wear gold and emerald jewelry, with bright pearls to dazzle the body.

Practice the literary shoes of long-distance travel, and the light train that drags the fog and gauze.

The faint fragrance of orchids is lingering in the corner of the mountain.

So suddenly Yan jumped up and down, flying and having fun.

Leaning on the Caiyan on the left, shading the laurel flag on the right, fighting with the bright wrists in the Marsh, gathering the mysterious mushrooms in the turbulent sea.

I am happy with its beauty, but my heart is shaking but not happy.

Unscrupulous matchmakers use microwaves to communicate.I hope that Cheng Su will arrive first and untie the jade pendant to get it.

The beautiful woman's faith is cultivated, and the Qiang learns etiquette and understands poetry.

Anti-Qiongyao comes with peace, pointing to the abyss for a certain period of time.

I hold on to the wealth of my family, but I am afraid that I will be bullied by Sling.

Feeling grateful for the friendship, I abandoned my words, feeling hesitant and suspicious.

Keep your face calm and calm, show your courtesy and guard yourself.

So Luo's spirit was lost, he moved and hesitated, the divine light separated and combined, flickered between yin and yang.

The upright light body stands out, if it will fly without flying.

The Jianjiao is rich and strong, and the steps are thin and fragrant.

The ultra-long chant is for eternal admiration, and the sound is mournful and long.

You are a miscellaneous group of spirits, ordering the couple to play in the clear stream, fly to Shenzhu, pick bright pearls, or pick up green feathers.

The two concubines from Nanxiang and the wandering girls from Hanbin sighed at the incomparable melons and chanted about the solitude of the morning glory.

The light and thin grass is rising, and the shades are repairing the sleeves to extend the silence.

The body is as fast as a flying duck, as erratic as a god,

Lingbo steps slightly, and the socks are dusty.

Movement is impermanent, if it is dangerous, it is safe.

It’s a difficult time to advance and stop, just as you’re going, you’re going to come back.

Turn around the scorpion, smooth and jade-like.

The words are not uttered, and the air is like orchids.

Huarong is graceful and graceful, making me forget my meal.

So the screen covered the wind, and the waves behind the Sichuan were quiet.

Feng Yi plays the drum, and Nuwa sings.

Tengwenyu rides as a police officer, and jade luan sings to pass away together.

Six dragons stand together, carrying the descendants of the cloud chariot, the whale salamander leaps and clamps its hub, and the waterfowl flies to guard.

So Yue Beijun.

After passing Nangang, Yu Su led and returned to Qingyang. He moved his red lips and spoke in Xu words, presenting the outline of the handover.

The ways of hating people and gods are different, and resenting those who are in their prime are inappropriate.

I resisted wearing my sleeves to cover my tears, and the tears flowed down my lapel.

The memorial service will never end, and the mourning will pass away and be in a foreign land.

There is no trace of affection to imitate love, and I offer the bright beauty of the south of the Yangtze River.

Although he is latent in Taiyin, he always places his heart on the king.

Suddenly don't realize what he's giving up, and he's blinded by the night.

So the mausoleum is high on my back, and I can leave my feet to the gods, imagining my feelings and looking at my sorrow.He hopes that the spirit body will regain its shape and go up in a light boat.

Floating on the Changchuan River, I forget to return, thinking about it endlessly and growing in admiration.

The night is miserable and sleepless, and the sun comes to dawn with heavy frost.

I ordered my servant to drive away, and I will return to the east road.

He held the bridle to resist the policy, but he was lingering in despair and could not leave.

(End of this chapter)