Translate the line of eternal regretThe following is the translation of Song of Everlasting Sorrow:
Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty was fond of beautiful women. After becoming emperor, he had been looking for beautiful women for many years, but he had never been able to do so. The Yang family had a daughter who had just grown up and had been raised in a boudoir. Very few people in the outside world had seen her. She was born beautiful and moving, and would not be buried in the end. One day, she would be chosen to be by the emperor's side. She turned her head and smiled slightly, giving off a charm that made the concubines of the six palaces pale in comparison. In the cold spring, the emperor gave her a bath in the Huaqing Pool. The hot spring water was smooth and moist, washing her creamy skin. When the maid helped her up, she looked weak and weak. This was the time when she had just received the emperor's favor. Her hair was like clouds, her face was like a flower, and she wore a golden headband as she spent the spring night in the warm hibiscus tent. The spring night was too short. He only got up when the sun rose. From then on, the emperor no longer attended morning court. She was indebted to the Emperor's love and served the Emperor at banquets. She had no free time. In the spring, she followed the Emperor out, and at night, she was the only one accompanying the Emperor. There were three thousand beauties in the harem, but the emperor's love was concentrated on her. After carefully dressing up in the golden house, she accompanied the emperor for the night. After the banquet in the Jade Tower, she was drunk with love. Her brothers and sisters were all enfeoffed, and her family was very glorious. It really changed the minds of all parents in the world. They no longer valued boys but hoped to have girls. The palace on Mount Li towered into the clouds, and immortal music could be heard everywhere. The emperor could not get enough of the slow singing and gentle dancing accompanied by the performance of the silk and bamboo instruments.
Suddenly, the Yuyang rebel army's war drums shook the sky and the earth, breaking the "Song of Rainbow Feathers". Dust rose in the capital as the emperor fled southwest with a large number of chariots and horses. The emperor's ceremonial guards walked and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital. The army refused to move forward, and the Emperor was helpless. The beautiful Yang Guifei was hanged in front of the horse. The mother-of-pearl on her head fell to the ground and no one picked it up. There were also jade ornaments such as jade, gold sparrow, and jade hair. The emperor covered his face and cried bitterly, but he could not save her. He looked back and saw blood and tears flowing. Dust filled the air, and the wind blew as they ascended the Sword Pavilion along the towering boardwalk. There were very few people at the foot of Mount Emei. The flags did not shine, and the sun was dim as well. The river in Shu was green, and Mount Shu was lush. The Emperor missed Consort Yang day and night. Seeing the moon in the palace was also a sad color, and hearing the sound of rain and bells at night was heartbreaking. The situation had changed. The emperor's carriage was returning to the capital, but he could not bear to leave when he arrived at Mawei Slope. Concubine Yang's beautiful face could no longer be seen in the mud at the foot of Mawei Hill. The monarch and his subjects looked at each other, their clothes wet with tears. They looked east at the capital and let the horses move forward slowly. After returning, the pond garden was the same as before. The hibiscus in the Supreme Liquid Pond and the willow tree in Weiyang Palace were still there. The hibiscus was like her face, and the willow leaves were like her eyebrows. How could one not cry in the face of these? On the night when the spring breeze blew the peach and plum flowers, and when the autumn rain knocked down the parasol leaves. The West Palace and the South Palace were covered with autumn grass, and the fallen leaves covered the steps, but no one swept them. The pear garden disciples had new white hair, and the female officials in the harem had also aged. At night, fireflies danced in the palace. The emperor missed him so much that he couldn't fall asleep even if he picked up all the candles. The night was long, the bells and drums were ringing, the stars were bright, and the sky was about to brighten. The frost on the mandarin duck tiles was thick. Who would sleep with the emperor in the jade quilt? It had been many years since they parted, but her soul had yet to enter the Emperor's dream.
There was a Taoist priest living in Chang 'an in Linqiong who could summon souls with sincerity. Moved by the Emperor's longing, the Taoist priest diligently went to search for him. He rode on the clouds like lightning, searching every corner of the world. Up to the nine heavens, down to the Yellow Spring, both places were boundless. Suddenly, he heard that there was an immortal mountain on the sea. The immortal mountain was illusory. The pavilions on the mountain were exquisite, and colorful clouds surrounded them. There were many beautiful fairies among them. One of them was a fairy named Taizhen. Her skin was as white as snow and her face was as beautiful as a flower. She looked very much like Noble Consort Yang. The Taoist priest knocked on the jade door to the west of Jinque and asked Xiaoyu to tell Shuangcheng. When he heard that the Emperor of Han had sent an envoy, Taizhen woke up from his dream in the Jiuhua Tent. She put on her clothes, pushed the pillow, got up, and paced around. The beaded curtains and silver screens opened one by one. Yunbin had just woken up and came down to the hall before the corolla was arranged. The wind blew her sleeves gently, as if she was dancing the " Rainbow Feathers Dance." Her face was lonely, and her tears flowed freely, like a pear blossom in the rain in spring. She gazed at the Emperor affectionately and thanked him. Since they parted, her voice and appearance had been vague. The love in Clear Sun Hall had been severed, and the days in Penglai Palace were long. Looking back at the human world, he could not see Chang 'an, only dust and fog. He could only use the old things to express his affection. He split the golden hairpin into two and the box into two. As long as one's heart was as firm as gold, then they would meet again in heaven and earth. Before he left, he eagerly sent another message. Only the two of them knew the oath in the message. On the 7th day of the 7th lunar month, in the Longevity Palace, in the middle of the night, when no one was around, they whispered to each other. In the sky, they were willing to be birds flying together, and on the ground, they were willing to be connected branches. There would be an end to eternity, but this regret would never end.
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