What is the meaning of the phrase "I am not afraid of the white jade as my face, and I am not afraid of the Wan Yan as my heart"?

It means that my behavior is white ah pure as jade, and my heart is as crystalline as beautiful jade.

Author:

Both Han: Dongfang Shuo

Source:

Self-abasement in the Seven Admonitions

Original text:

Ju Sentimental Searching and who to tell Ruoxi, the only eternal thought and sadness.

It is not shameful to reflect on oneself internally, and it is not a bad idea to be more resolute in one's behavior.

There are three years of silence and no decision-making, and the years have gone by.

It is not enough for me to die, but I hope to see you again.

We are sorry for the misfortunes of the people, but we are all destined to be at the center of the world.

The body is sick but not free, and the heart is boiling hot like soup.

It is not possible to combine ice and charcoal, and I know that life is not long.

It is a sad fact that there is no joy in death, and it is a pity that you have not yet reached the end of your life.

Sadly, I don't want to go back to where I live, and I hate to be away from my hometown.

Birds and beasts are frightened and lose their flock, but they fly high and wail.

The fox will die in the head of the hill, and the lady will not be able to reflect on her true feelings.

The old man was distant and forgotten, but the new man was close.

It is not possible to travel to the darkness of the world, but it is possible to do so without any reward.

It is a bitter experience for all of us, and we will travel far away by the returning wind.

Ling Hengshan Mountain is as ugly as it is ugly, so we can enjoy it to forget our worries.

We are saddened by the untruthfulness of falsehoods, and we are bitter that the mouths of the people are so hearty.

One look at my hometown and I sniffle and sigh.

We are tired of the white jade as a face, and miss Wan Yan as a heart.

Evil gas enters and senses the interior Ruoxi, the jade color and the exterior lust.

What is the flow of the green cloud Ruolan, the slight frost fall of the Meng Meng.

The winds of the past have been so strong that they are now wandering around, and the winds of the future have been so strong that they are now in a state of flux.

When I heard the southern winnowing basket and wanted to go there, I went to Huiji and stopped.

When I saw the Hanzhong, I asked where the heavenly way was.

Borrowing a floating cloud to send you off, I carried a female neon and made it a banner.

Driving the green dragon to run over the road, the class is in the dark.

What is the reason for this?

It is difficult to trust the people, and I wish to be far away from them.

To climb the mountain range and look into the distance, I would like to see the winter glory of the osmanthus tree.

Viewing the fire of the sky, listening to the waves of the great ravine.

To lead the eight dimensions to the way of self, and to contain the evening mist to live forever.

It is not fun to think about the time, but to eat the fruits of the fall of grass and trees.

Drinking the dew of the fungus, I constructed a room of cinnamon wood.

Mixing oranges and pomelo to be confined, listing the new Yi and pepper.

The monkeys and cranes are lonely and call out at night, mourning the sincerity of those who live there.