Poems about women's beads.

1. What are the poems about "women and women"? 1. "The charming fairy is after Women's Day"

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

I'm only 15 years old recently. I just started to comb my bun and learned to sing and dance. The banquet raised a glass, and the Italian prince greeted the Italian son. If ordinary people often give me a smile, it's my daughter and I don't bother to look at it. I am often just afraid that time flies on the website and wastes my youth.

Now it has been blessed, make a good decision for the flowers. Wan Liqing is empty, why not go hand in hand? Abandon those fireworks partners forever. Lest you see me in the morning and clouds in the morning.

2. "The battle is full of flowers and waist."

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

The slender waist just covered with hands, just past the age of age. She just got married and tied her hair in a bun. The first time I learned to make up seriously, just like a beautiful figure drawn from a sculptor or sculptor, my face showed a kind of fear and shame. Every gesture is very charming and lovely.

Unfortunately, the heart has not learned to love her husband actively. Often it's late at night and I refuse to sleep. My husband took off his clothes and timidly went back to the silver lamp. He said to his husband, Don't help me take off my clothes. I won't sleep. Go to sleep first.

Step 3 send xing

Qing Dynasty: Yuan Mei

It is difficult to write a hobby, and only when a poem is ever-changing can you feel at ease.

Grandma is still like a family member, so don't look at her hair until she combs it.

4. Moshan Xi

Song Dynasty: Zhou Zizhi

The moon is full of eyebrows and stars, and Yuen Long is a real fairy. Petite is in the prime of life, and whenever there is a banquet, I am afraid to dance. Shuiting Smoke Tree, Spring Gone Without a Trace, Taoyuan Road. Know where it is. The past is like the wind.

Now when I heard the news, I accidentally cut the incense cloud and tied a small black veil, which is even more unintentional. Sanshandao is not a person after all, who knows who is with whom. The blowjob girl * * * opens a qingluan.

5. Watching the Wedding

Tang Dynasty: Zheng Shiyi

When you first dreamed of peaches and plums, your new makeup should be plums. Doubt goes to the clouds and turns with the rain at dusk.

The flowers are separated by the wind. Why did Heng E return to Huilongpei this evening?

2. Poem 1 describing women's marriage

Hand-held blue silk, double loop knot;

Lily's temples are cleverly decorated.

White wedding dress, such as floating smoke;

Beauty's new makeup is brighter than flowers.

Firecrackers ring and ribbons dance;

Put a big red happy word in front of the window.

Black car, red rose;

Pack the slaves until lang's side.

Drunk wedding banquet, noisy bridal chamber;

Laughter makes it difficult.

Raise a glass, red candle flame;

Shy and afraid to sleep with you.

2

Lying awake in bed that day,

Iraqis like to be ticket sellers when they get married.

Zhu Yu, with a hairpin on her head and a rose,

Red embroidered phoenix.

Distant dreams will only add new dreams and tears,

At this time, I recalled my previous makeup.

Later, I realized the spring breeze.

I'm afraid I'm in deep love.

three

It's crazy to want to be a bride,

Apply a touch of touch and make-up skillfully.

The red skirt is tender,

The double vortex of pear ytterbium cherishes the tender fragrance.

Half happy and half angry,

I'm crazy. I can't hold you.

Beauty is the reward of the weather,

How much to marry is a good husband.

four

Yuhuan jade rouge,

My eyes are golden,

Pedestrians stop.

Who is the fairy,

How did this happen,

The moonlight is dim and the balcony is bound.

After drinking the spring tea,

There are countless glasses, wine and music.

This happened by accident.

Is gorgeous a mistake?

Your help.

Hold hands once,

Have no complaints all your life,

Year after year, bloom flowers fall.

Cut the heartbroken song,

I can't describe it,

Dilemma is father.

3. The poem describing the woman's cinnabar is 1, and there will be no beauty in the future! Beauty is pleasing to the eye! The beauty of the country! Surprised for the world!

2, hibiscus is not as good as beauty, and the water temple is fragrant.

3. Be receptive, indifferent, sweet and sincere, with soft and delicate skin and well-proportioned bones.

4, Qiao if three spring Zhi Tao, Su if nine autumn chrysanthemum.

5, the eyebrows are delicate, and the voice and smile are gentle.

6. If you are surprised, if you are Youlong.

7, beauty drunk, Zhu Yan more drunk.

8. Ice muscles naturally thin, and then fly away.

9. She no longer powdered her face with her own hands, nor put a silk robe on her shoulders. ..

10, beauty covers the present, but lotus flowers are ashamed.

1 1, there are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless.

12, people are like the moon, and their wrists are frozen with frost and snow.

13, Conversation Laughs at Peach Blossoms and Clouds; Cherry blossoms bloom on the lips, and pomegranate teeth are fragrant.

14, quiet as flowers shining on the water, moving as wind helps willows.

15, don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away.

16, a graceful girl is ashamed, and the years have no sorrow.

17, beauty is more enchanting, and autumn water is better than snow spirit.

18, pearl tassels rotate, stars shake, and Hua Teng moves.

19, white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

20, the flower heart will be distorted by someone, dizzy for charm.

4. What poems describe a girl who falls in love with spring? 1. May the soul mate never leave. Han Zhuo Wenjun Whitehead Song

Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny. Zhi Zhu Ci in Yuxi, Liu Tang

3. If you succeed, why do you want to resign? You would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. Tang Lu Zhao Lin Guyi Chang 'an

It's embarrassing to know when lovesickness will meet. Tang Li Bai's Three Five Seven-character Poems

5. We hope to fly in heaven, where two birds become one and grow on the earth. The two branches of a tree ... the earth will last forever, and the sky will last forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

6. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. Untitled by Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty

7. Never stop, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? . Untitled by Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty

8. The moon is slanting and the autumn wind is cold. Will an old friend come tonight? Teach people to stand up and face the shadow of phoenix tree. Wutongying in Lv Dongbin

9. Affection is just a bright moon in spring, but it is still a matter of leaving people. Zhang Qin is leaving people.

10. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Li Shangyin's Jinse

1 1. When those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches. May you bear more pain as a symbol of our love. Wang Wei's Acacia

12. I know very well that this kind of love will not have any result, and depression is pure. Untitled Li Shangyin

13. A stick of incense and a stick of incense are heartbroken in vain. Li Bai's Qing Ping Diao Er

14. If you know what I mean, you must ask for forgiveness. Li Yu's The Golden Sparrow

15. Slow face, smile, infinite affection. Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man

5. Poems describing the gorgeous embroidery of ancient women's costumes, or jewelry with enchanting makeup, you only see a woman wearing a four-happiness brocade shirt, a blue peacock striped moire beaded skirt, a pair of delicate pale pink embroidered shoes, a ginseng bun, and a dazzling sunrise wearing a five-phoenix beaded hat walking in the royal garden.

One wore a Bai Lianhua tube top embroidered with pale pink, a hundred flowers skirt around her waist, a misty green yarn in her hand, and a beaded hairpin in her hair. There is a touch of gold between the eyebrows and eyes, which is exciting and really a stunning beauty!

One wore a pipa armour, a misty butterfly skirt, and her hair was combed into a smoky hibiscus bun, and her hair was oblique. Although she is not a pearl, she is generous and elegant.

6. 1 and what are the two farewell poems describing the jade year of ancient women?

Du Mu in Tang Dynasty

13 years of good posture is light, living like a scepter in bud in early February. In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.

Thirteen-and fourteen-year-old girls are graceful, just like buttercups in full bloom in February. The spring breeze on Shili Yangzhou Road is swaying, and the beauty in the bead curtain is not comparable to hers.

2, Man Fang Ting bleak clouds open.

Qin Guan in Song Dynasty

When the dawn clouds open, spring will follow people's wishes and showers will clear up. The ancient pavilion, the swallow flying rainbow shadow. The dance is trapped and the money falls, swinging outside, and the green water bridge is flat. In the east wind, bamboo doors reflect willows, and Qin Zheng Jr. depresses.

Affectionate, happy, perfect, jade is red. The wine is getting empty and the flowers are sleepy. Cardamom has an old grudge, but once in ten years, it is a dream. After a long time, the smoke is getting thinner and thinner, and I am lonely in the city.

At dawn, the clouds cleared, the beautiful spring scenery followed people's wishes, and it cleared up after the shower. Ancient pavilions, beautiful waterside pavilions, swallows wearing flowers, stepping on pieces of red English.

Angela Yu Chien son seems to be dancing in a trance, naturally falling slowly. Outside the courtyard wall where the swing swings, the green water is rising and the small bridge is flat. In the warm spring breeze, the bamboo doors are shaded by willows, and the music of Qin Zheng Jr. is played in a low voice.

Recalling the past, many lovers invited a parade at that time. She rode a fragrant car, with a jade umbrella cover and a jade headdress, and I rode a beautiful horse, holding a beautiful reins and decorating a few red tassels. The wine in the golden cup is gradually empty, and Flower Beauty is tired of Peng Ying Wonderland.

It's amazing that the girl who was in her prime didn't hate her, but left her love to me in the past. She didn't have a big dream for ten years. Leaning against the railing for a long time, I saw that the smoke was sparse and the sunset was dim. I sank into Yangzhou City alone.

3. Shaxiangshu in Huanxi smiled shyly.

Song dynasty: Qin Guan

Ytterbium smiled shyly, her waist warmed each other like a drunk, and Changchun was trapped downstairs.

According to the water, temples, shoes on the railing, lazy to come back.

Sweet face and sense of shame disappear in the smile, waist swaying like wicker, close to each other. In spring, the days are too long and I feel tired. I walk down the stairs.

She uses water as a mirror to fix her temples and make up. Remembering that parting was just around the corner, I leaned against the railing. Not in the mood, taking off embroidered shoes, flirting, too lazy to come back.

4. picking lotus songs

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

The rhombic leaves are full of light and wind, and the boat is deep in lotus.

Every lang wants to bow his head and laugh, and Biyu scratches his head and falls into the water.

The rhombic leaves float with the water waves, and the lotus leaves sway with the wind; Deep in the lotus, the lotus picking boat flies briskly. The girl who picked the lotus met her sweetheart and wanted to talk to him, but she bowed her head and smiled shyly, but she didn't want her Hosta to fall into the water.

5. Touch your lips and swing.

Song Qingzhao

Swing on the swing, too lazy to rub delicate hands. Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe.

Suddenly, a guest came. She was desperate. She walked away without shoes, only wearing socks, and even the gold pin on her head fell off. And ashamed to go. Looking back at the door, Wen Qingmei.

Get up after swinging, too lazy to rub your delicate hands. By her side, crystal dew hung on the thin flower branches, and the sweat on her body permeated with thin clothes.

Suddenly, a guest came in. She is too scared to wear shoes. She just walked away in her socks, and even Jin Chai slipped off her head. She ran away shyly, leaned against the door and looked back, smelling the flowers of her childhood.