What is the whole poem "A Tear of Acacia Yesterday"?

Yesterday, a tear of lovesickness was strictly a couplet, not a poem. This is a sentence used by Su Xiaomei to satirize the long face of his brother Su Shi.

According to legend, Su Xiaomei, like his brother Su Shi, is good at poetry couplets, cheerful and lively, and good at joking and bickering. One day, Su Shi recited a couplet and laughed at his little sister's forehead: Lian Bu had not left Ge Xiang, and his forehead had arrived at the painting hall. It means that my sister's forehead has drawn a corridor before her heel leaves the boudoir.

Hearing this, Su Xiaomei responded with a poem: Yesterday, a tear of lovesickness flowed to today's cheek, which means that a tear of Su Shi's last year only flowed to his mouth now. This face is really too long.

There are different versions of this couplet:

The charming body has not left the fragrant boudoir, and the forehead has arrived in front of the painting hall; (Su Shi)

Last year, a tear of lovesickness flowed to my lips this year. (Su Xiaomei)

Extended data:

"Yesterday I missed a drop of tears" —— Su Xiaomei's character story

It is said that Su Xiaomei bickered with his two brothers since he was a child and often played poetry couplets. Brother and sister joked that it is often trivial, painful and bitter to be forgiven.

According to legend, Su Xiaomei, with his chubby face and big eyes, protruding forehead and sunken jaw, looks naive and smart. Su Dongpo has a plump cheek, a plump beard and a stout figure. He is dressed in a wide robe and big sleeves, untidy and informal. So the brothers and sisters often have a war of words. Once Su Dongpo patted his little sister's forehead and made the last sentence.

Su Xiaomei grabbed his brother's long face and responded with the following sentence. Hearing this, Su Dongpo couldn't see the cheap, so he sang another poem:

Three or five steps before leaving the museum, uh, go to the painting gallery first.

After several attempts, the tears were deep, leaving two springs full of tears.

Su Xiaomei ·Xi·Xi smiled and immediately retorted:

There is a clump of mourning grass between the lips, and the hair is even apricot.

After quarreling for several times, I couldn't find a place. Suddenly I heard Li Mao's voice.

It is said that in order to find Mr Right, Su Xiaomei used literary works to choose her husband. As soon as the news came out, there were countless suitors. One of them is a rich boy named Fang, who has admired his little sister for a long time. After hearing the news, he quickly made a choice. He presented many proud poems, but when my little sister saw them, they were as light as white water, so she picked up a pen and approved a pair of couplets on it: the pen is short of talent, but she has no idea.

Su Dongpo was worried when he saw the couplets of Miss Sister. In order to avoid right and wrong, I quietly added a sentence to my sister's couplet and changed it to: a little talent at the bottom of the pen has infinite strategies in my heart. ? Fang was ecstatic after reading it. He is eager to meet Su Xiaomei to express his heart.

Su Dongpo knew that his little sister didn't like him at all, for fear that the joke would be broken. He quickly found an excuse to stop him and said, "My little sister is a little literary, but she is ugly, with a long face and a prominent forehead. If you don't believe me, read a poem to you and you will know: last year, a tear of lovesickness didn't reach her cheek so far. Before going out, I went to the picture gallery on my forehead. ? How did Fang know that Su Dongpo was lying to himself? He really thought Su Xiaomei was ugly, so he went away disgruntled. ?

This poem mocks Su Dongpo's shaggy beard. The most cynical thing for girls is his weakness, so they use this poem to fight back. However, it seems that this poem didn't hit my brother's sore spot, so I finally felt lucky again. I found that my brother's forehead was very flat and there was no feeling of much trouble. With a foot-long horse face and eyes far apart, almost to the temple, the five views are very strange, so I happily picked up a poem:

Tian Ping has a wide road of 3,000 miles, looking at the clouds from her brow.

Last year, a tear of acacia never reached my cheek.

When Su Shi heard this, he patted his little sister's head happily and laughed.