最是那低头一笑, 千种风情绕眉梢。 香腮冰洁,胭脂无染去粉饰; 云鬓浸漆,青丝如瀑落玉簪。 纤指若兰透骨香, 凝眸似水剪心愁。 暮云拈花倦霓裳, 无语别院倚西楼。 君不见, 六宫粉黛无颜色, 再唱黄昏美人吟!
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