Search Baidu's display, saying it is from the poem "Terrible Woman" by Frenchman Fubert Amon.
However, searching English and French wikis did not include the person "Fubet Amon" or the poem "Terrible Woman".
Search shows that the source of this poem is the Taiwan Province version of the youth idol drama Meteor Garden. When playing the piano, the protagonist Shanshan quoted the fourth and fifth paragraphs "said by a philosopher in the West", which is estimated to be a poem compiled by a screenwriter, and then made up a French poet, just satirizing Doumyouji Tsukasa's vain mother.
A hypocritical woman,
When you turn the truth into a lie,
Trying to act like a victim,
Trying to exchange sympathetic eyes around him.
You know, people sympathize with your stupid appearance,
Ridiculous and really sympathetic!
Shameless woman,
When you wrap a lie in layers of icing,
Win applause for you,
In exchange for one blind lover after another.
I thought I could become a butterfly from now on, not a disgusting bug.
How do you know that no one can really see through your shameless?
Arrogant woman,
Gorgeous gold diamonds,
Shining pearls,
I won the queen's imagination for you.
I'm afraid you only have snobbish poison around you,
Proud and delicate fragrance, which provokes people and kills people.
A vain woman,
When you pay tribute to wealth again,
Cheer for fame and fortune,
Raise your arms,
Please don't ask the thrush who once sang.
It doesn't know where to fly.
Because its voice is dry and dumb,
To destroy truth, honor and pure soul.
A hypocritical, shameless, arrogant and vain woman.
No matter how beautiful you are, you are just a vicious spider.
How can you continue to install butterflies?
Gorgeous appearance can win applause for you,
It can also win you fatal attraction.
Woman, when you insist on your eternal love,
Who would believe that there is such a persistent belief in the world?
Woman, when love breaks his oath,
When your despair turns into sad tears,
Who cares who stays in your heart?
Woman, when you cheer for the love you admire,
Sing for the person you love,
Who will be moved by it,
Parked beside you.
Woman,
When you give up gorgeous gold diamonds,
Shiny jewels,
Who will notice your diamond-like kindness under your clean appearance?
Woman,
When you put down your self-esteem and look for your dreams,
Who cares if you have paid a bloody past behind you?
Woman, when your careful plan for your lover is misunderstood and seriously injured,
Who cares how tough your life courage needs to be?
Woman, when your lack of desire can't affect other people's realistic measurement,
Who will empathize and respond to the same clear eyes?
Woman, when you are holy for your love,
Unable to follow in God's footsteps,
Who will feel sorry for your obsession?
Woman, when you decide to dedicate your pure and perfect heart,
But I don't know, white may shine forever, but it is colorful camouflage.
Woman,
When you choose silence, avoidance and tolerance,
I don't know that I will be forced into the mountain ridge with no retreat step by step.
Woman,
When you don't know what kind of light you look like,
But I don't know that the devil has already extended his dirty arms to you.
Woman, when you speak that sweet language,
But I don't know what kind of contempt and vicious eyes the response will be.
Woman, when you are sad for your perfect feelings,
But I don't know how to despise those unnecessary stab wounds.
Woman, when you put an object in your heart like a crystal,
But I didn't know what I was facing was just a nightmare game.
Woman, when you hold your head high and face the secular eyes,
But I don't know how many ugly faces there are behind.
Woman, when you pay homage to your old love in your way,
But I don't know how to be ridiculed, which makes you lost.
Woman, when you sing hoarse for people with a nightingale-Song Like,
They will only spit on your bleeding mouth and pale face.
Woman, when you refuse the red rose for the memory in your heart,
They only pull out bright flowers,
Pierce your whole body with thorns,
Let your face stop following you.
Woman, when abandoned love makes you lose your freedom,
Why do they still exile you on their flowery grass,
Put on a cold chain for you,
Whip your wound.
Woman, when you see the same nightingale,
Smell the tempting fragrance,
Seeing beautiful flowers,
With the shackles of hypocrisy and ostentation, they have jealous eyes.
Covered in black mud,
Let the prince abandon the girl he once loved.
Woman, you are bound by people with thorns,
Satisfied the devil's desire,
People who are afraid make you the object of being spit on.
Woman, if diamonds represent eternity,
Why did they sew it in your fake clothes?
Woman, if the fragrance of love represents your sweetness,
Why does God reject your seductive fragrance?
Push you into the witch hall.
Woman, if roses represent love,
Then why are they willing to stab you with happiness when you find it?
Keep your lover from being polluted by your bloody body,
Put a gold ring on you,
The soul cannot be liberated.
Woman, a sacred face can't show your faith,
A pure heart can't convey your yearning for God.
The sweet smell will only let the devil find you in the dark.
When diamonds shine for you,
Will only light up jealous eyes.
Your nightingale-like singing leaves only poisonous lips,
Erode the prince's ears and beautiful clothes,
Those who sent you roses filled your petals with bright red blood,
Give high praise to the devil,
Let the angel leave you,
You can't find your way in the dark.
When you have been looking for a bright paradise,
The devil is still eating you with his saliva,
The confused angel mistook you for a witch's disguise.
The tears you shed are regarded as beautiful decorations by people.
The whispers you keep are regarded as mysterious chapters,
Proudly surround the fire and tell the children how to destroy you.
Woman,
When you cry for him,
Can you find the direction you should go,
With a charming face,
Attractive fragrance and gorgeous tears,
Stepping proudly into the temple. ......