In Huang San, Yu moved the capital to Luochuan. The ancients said, "The water god is called Fu Fei." Feeling Song Yu's concern for the goddess Chu, he wrote a poem. Its words say:

I returned to Dong Fan from Beijing, carrying a Bian Que on my back, crossing the shaft and the valley, and came to Lingshan. The sun sets in the west and the car is in danger. Second, taxes have promoted Gao, Zhitian, Luochuan. So my mind was moved by terror, and I suddenly dispersed. At last, I observed and looked up with different eyes. I saw a beautiful woman, on the bank of the rock. But he helped the protector of the empire and told him, "Do you trust him? Who is he? If so, it will be gorgeous! " The coachman said to him, "I heard that the god of Heluo was called Fu Fei, but the king saw nothing." ? I want to hear what it looks like. "I told you:

"Its shape also, if by surprise, if Wan Youlong, Rongyao Qiuju, Song Chun, Hua Mao. Like a light Yun Zheyue, like the wind flowing back to the snow. Looking from a distance, if the sunrise rises; If you are forced to check it, it will burn like a wave. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as plain as grass. The neck is beautiful, the quality is exposed, the fragrance is not added, and the lead is magnificent. The clouds are towering, the eyebrows are trimmed, the lips are bright, and the teeth are fresh. Bright eyes and good hope help to inherit strength. It is magnificent, graceful and luxurious, and it is quiet and leisurely. Tender as water, charming language. Stunning clothes are outstanding, and the bone image should be mapped. The glory of wearing a sweater is the glory of Yao and Bi. Wear jade jewelry and embellish pearls to show off your figure. Practice a long journey of writing, gently dragging the fog, walking in the corner of the mountain, with a faint orchid fragrance. So how can you suddenly jump and travel and play? Leaning on the left, leaning on the laurel flag on the right. I'm busy with my wrist, and I use the mysterious wisdom of turbulent wrasse.

Jade Qing is fond of her beauty and beauty, but she is shocked and unhappy. There is no good media to satisfy her joy, so she speaks with the help of microwaves. I hope to be sincere first, and Yu Pei will be understood. The letter of beauty is cultivated. Qiang people practice etiquette and know poetry, while Kangqiong values harmony, which means hiding for a long time. Cling to the money at home, afraid of being bullied by me, giving up words when falling in love, hesitating and being suspicious. Be calm and calm, and be self-sustaining when cashing. So Luo was inspired, wandering around, the lights flickering. If you are light, you will stand out from the crowd. If you fly without flying, you will be covered with pepper and your steps will be fragrant. Super-long songs are always praised by people, and their voices are sad and long. I am a wandering soul, a lonely soul, or clean, or flying, or picking pearls, or picking jade feathers. He took the wanderer of Hanbin from the concubine of Nanxiang, lamented that there was no horse in the melon and sang the loneliness of Petunia. Young people are arrogant and their sleeves are repaired and dragged around. The body flies very fast, like wandering, walking a little step, socks are gray. Unstable is dangerous, advancing is difficult, and going is returning. Into a liquid, smooth and beautiful, with words not spit, gas like blue. Huarong is graceful, which makes me forget my meal. So the wind was collected under the screen, and after the waves were quiet, Feng Yi sang drums and Nu Wa sang. Teng Wenyu rode a policeman, Luan died together, and six dragons appeared for the first time, carrying clouds and cars. The whale jumps to the hub, and the waterfowl flies to protect it. So I went north, crossed Nangang, took the lead, returned to Qingyang, moved my lips, and asked Chen to hand in the outline. There are different ways to hate people and God, but when you are in your prime, you can't blame others, but you can hold back tears and tears. Mourn the farewell of good meeting, mourn the passing of a foreign land, and offer the wisdom of Jiangnan without loving Xi. Although he is in the moonlight, he has a long heart for the king. Suddenly I didn't realize what I had given up, and I was disappointed that God hid the light at night.

So, I carried the mausoleum high on my back, leaving my mind to God, imagining my feelings and longing for my sadness. The complex shape of the dead body can be traced back to the royal canoe. Floating on the long river and forgetting the opposite side, thinking constantly and increasing admiration, I can't sleep at night and wake up with countless frost. I will go to East Road to take countermeasures, but I can't go because I'm worried.

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In the year of Huang San, I went to the capital to worship the Emperor and came back to Luoshui. Legend has it that the name of Luoshui God is Fu Fei (Fuxi's youngest daughter drowned in Luoshui while playing, and was named Luoshui God after her death). So I imitated Song Yu and wrote the story of the king of Chu meeting the goddess Fu, and I also wrote down this experience. It is like this:

I returned to the eastern feudal city (Juancheng) from Beijing. Over a mountain, over Tieyuan Mountain, through Tonggu, and up Jingshan Mountain. At this time, the sun is setting, and the horses and chariots are exhausted. So I parked my car on the river bank full of herbs and let the horses graze freely on the grass. I walked safely and leisurely in the Woods, looked around and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Luoshui. Suddenly, I was shocked and my thoughts drifted away. I suddenly looked up and saw a strange sight: a beautiful woman on the edge of a cliff. So he grabbed the entourage and asked, "Have you seen that woman? Who is she? It's so beautiful! " The attendant replied, "I heard that the god of waterinfo is called Fu Fei, so has the king seen her?" What does she look like? I really want to hear it. "

I said: "She looks ... light and soft, like a swan flying after being frightened, with a strong and beautiful body, like Youlong playing in the air;" The face is as bright and radiant as a chrysanthemum in full bloom in autumn, and the youth is as gorgeous and prosperous as a dense pine tree in spring; If there is no thin cloud to gently cover the bright moon, the image will float like snowflakes blown by the wind; Seen from a distance, this bright white elephant is the rising sun in the morning glow in Ran Ran. Close up, it is as bright and dazzling as the graceful lotus in the clear water. Plump and slim, just right, tall and thin in line with aesthetic feeling; The shoulders are as beautiful as a cut, and the waist is as thin as a bundle of slender white silk; The neck is slender, the chin is beautiful, and the white skin is slightly exposed; No perfume, not enough powder; The thick bun stands upright and the slender eyebrows are slightly bent; In the bright red lips, white teeth are vividly presented; Bright and moving eyes look around, and two beautiful dimples appear on the cheeks; She has a beautiful posture, bright and elegant appearance, quiet appearance and refined posture; Modality is soft, broad and charming, which is hard to describe in words; Wearing strange clothes is rare in the world, and the skeleton looks like a fairy in the painting; She wore bright silk clothes and exquisite jade carving earrings; Jade is hung as jewelry, and precious pearls adorn the beautiful face; She is walking on shoes embroidered with delicate patterns, dragging a thin gauze skirt as thin as fog, faintly emitting a faint blue fragrance, and slowly wandering on the hillside; Occasionally jump and play while walking; There are colored flags on the left and cassia twigs on the right to cover the shade; She is rolling up her sleeves, dipping her white and delicate wrists into waterinfo and picking black ganoderma lucidum in the rushing river. "

I deeply fell in love with her virtue and beauty, and I was in a volatile mood and unhappy. Suffering from the lack of a good matchmaker to convey my love, I expressed my love with affectionate eyes, hoping that my sincere feelings could be expressed to her before others, so I took Yu Pei off my waist and gave her a gift, saying that I would meet her. She is so perfect that she knows not only etiquette but also poetry. She held up Mei-yu and answered me, pointing to the deep pool to agree on a meeting date. My heart is full of sincere attachment, lest the beautiful god derail; Legend has it that two goddesses gave the white jade of Zheng Jiaofu for life by the Han River, but they broke their word and disappeared instantly. So I hesitated, doubted, restrained my joy, calmed my mood, and warned myself to strictly abide by the etiquette between men and women to restrain myself.

So Luo Shen moved, hovering low, colorful divine light flashing, light body holding up like a crane to stay. She lingered on the fragrant path full of pepper orchids and the bushes in Du Heng with faint flowers, expressing her long-standing yearning with a sad and mournful voice. Soon, many immortals gathered relatives and friends together, some playing in the clear river, some soaring on the sandbar where Luo Shen often swam, some picking pearls at the bottom of the river, and some picking beautiful feathers on the shore. After Luoshen, E Huang and Nv Ying, who are ringing in the water, accompanied the goddess of Hanshui to roam by the water, lamenting the loneliness of Papaya and sympathizing with Altair. She raised her arm and covered the sun with slender sleeves, and her thin coat fluttered in the breeze. She is as light as a bird and unfathomable; Walking on the water waves, there is a misty mist under your feet; The whereabouts are uncertain, and the emotions are unknown; Predictably, I want to go and stay, my eyes are full of tenderness, my eyes are flying, and the joy of love moistens my beautiful face; There seems to be a lot of words in my mouth, and there is a faint orchid fragrance in my breath; She is shy, soft in appearance, and deeply attracts me. I don't know where I am.

At this time, Fengshen stopped the wind, Shuishen stopped the ups and downs of Jiangbo, Yin and Yang gods blew the ancient days, and Nuwa sang a clear song; Warm fish prance in the car, jade bells jingle; Six dragons are neck and neck, carrying a cloud car slowly; Whales and salamanders rushed to protect drivers, and waterfowl shuttled to protect them; So Luo Shen crossed the island in the water, climbed over the south hill, turned his white neck, looked at me with delicate and beautiful eyes, stirred up his lips, slowly stated the truth of helpless separation, hated the situation that people and gods were angry together, and complained that youth love was not satisfactory. He raised his sleeve to wipe his tears, and the tears rolled down and wet his clothes. The sad and beautiful side will be cut off forever, and sorrow will be separated from each other from now on. I didn't have a pledge to give, so I gave the precious Yuhuan in Jiangnan to me. "Although I live in seclusion in heaven, I will miss the king forever ..." Before I finished, I suddenly disappeared, and the divine light disappeared. I felt very lost.

So I went over the mountains, tracked up and down, looking for the footprints left by Luo Shen. Luo Shen is gone, and the scene is still there. Looking around adds to the gloom. I was looking forward to the reappearance of Luo Shen, so I took a boat against the current and wandered around the Yangtze River at will, not knowing my way home. My yearning is endless, which adds to my yearning. I can't sleep at night, and I am covered with thick crystal cream until dawn. Helpless, I ordered the servant to start driving and continue my return trip. I grabbed the reins, raised the whip and wandered in the same place for a long time.

Gu Kaizhi's "Atlas of the Goddess of Luo" (the color of the silk book in the Eastern Jin Dynasty is 27. 1cm, 572.8cm) is collected in the Palace Museum.

The picture is based on Cao Zhi's Luo Shen Fu, which is a continuous fairy tale painting. Luo Shen Fu is a love poem. The author turned her lover Zhen Shi (who later married her brother Pi according to Cao Cao's will) into an elusive goddess of Luo Shui. This volume depicts the love story of Cao Zhi's meeting with Luo Shen when he returned from Beijing with a touching style and romantic plot. The whole volume is * * *, and four paragraphs are drawn. Here, 1 paragraph "will" and the fourth paragraph "don't" are selected.

"Hui" depicts Cao Zhi stopping by the Luoshui River. The painter drew three tired horses, each with its own characteristics and different postures. A dismounted horse was freed for a while and immediately rolled up dust on the spot. The frightened rider hurriedly dodged sideways, and one horse turned around, while the other horse bowed its head and chewed grass.

Farewell changed the head-up painting method in Han dynasty, and broadened the horizon by adopting a overlooking angle. The author painted Cao Zhi driving and looked back at the beautiful image of Luo Shen. The horse dragged Xiangqian Che under the escort of vehicles, and its movements were very similar to those of horses on brick, stone and mural paintings in the Eastern Han Dynasty, which confirmed the relationship between horse painting in the Eastern Jin Dynasty and art in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Gu Kaizhi's coloring of the sketches of the characters in The Ode to Luoshen means that Sagittarius characters have the artistic conditions to become independent painting subjects.

The paper version of Ode to Luoshen, 29.5cm long and 192.6cm wide, is now in Tianjin Art Museum. Speaking of the Palace Museum in Beijing, it is said that Zhao Mengfu's Ode to Luoshen in Princeton University Museum is the original. Luo Shen Fu was written in Dade four years (AD 1300), when Zhao was 47 years old. Make the circle beautiful with a pen. Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy style is vividly displayed. Ni Zan, a scholar in Yuan Dynasty, called this volume "round and vivid" and praised Zhao Wei as the first scholar in Yuan Dynasty.