Poetry about beauty and talent

1. Eager to describe a woman's talent and brilliant poetry, envious of her excellent quality, elegant Leng Yan, envious of her gorgeous clothes and shining articles. Love him with his handsome face, Xiang Zhuo, and beautiful posture. In fact, it snowed heavily in Chun Mei. How clean, autumn chrysanthemum cream. How quiet and empty. How beautiful, Xia Ying Cheng Tang. What is the text? The dragon swims in the winding swamp. What is its god? The moon shot at the icy river. We should be ashamed of writing, but we should be ashamed of Wang Qiang. Strange, you can believe where you were born and where you came from. Yaochi is unique, and Zifu is unparalleled. Who is the fruit? So is this beauty!

Only smaller than Sue, it looks similar to Wang Qiang. Rhyme gives birth to rhyme, and fragrance gives birth to fragrance.

It tastes like flying fairy and feels very popular. The predecessor of the moon is as lovely as jade.

Escape from the spirit and lingyun, the immortal benefits. Smart, green-eyed, elegant and considerate.

Do not seek wealth, but seek emptiness. The only friends are pine trees and bamboo.

Lonely and spirited, quiet and safe. Who is worthy, only laurel and orchid.

Women should not aim too high, but be the champion.

Don't mention that your hand is invincible, it will make you feel inferior if you write it.

I bid farewell to a guest by Xunyang River, where maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn. I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music.

Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon. We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left.

We followed the direction of the melody and asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered. We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again.

However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us. ... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings.

Every string is thought-provoking, and every note is thought-provoking. It seems that he has been frustrated all his life. She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit.

Slowly twist and pick again, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones. Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.

Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, and spring water flows along the beach.

By checking its cold touch, this string seems to be broken, as if it can't pass; And notes, fade away. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons. Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.

There is a quiet boat in the east and a quiet boat in the west, but see the new autumn moon in the river. Put it thoughtfully on the strings and straighten out the clothes.

Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill. She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians.

Qu Ba often teaches good talents to serve, and she pretends to be Qiu Niangju. Wuling teenagers fight for their heads, and a song gives countless rolls of red silk.

The silver comb inlaid with shells was broken by her rhythm, and the bloody skirt was stained with wine. Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention.

Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared. There were fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door, and finally she married herself to a businessman.

Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago. Go to Jiangkou and ask for an empty boat. It will be cold around the boat.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, she will dream of her victory, and her makeup will turn red and her tears will dry up. Her first guitar note made me sigh, and I heard it again.

We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? . A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile.

Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year. The humidity near Cannes is very low, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes.

What can you hear here in the morning and evening? ? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing. I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight.

Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, but they are rough and harsh, and they are harsh in my ears. Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music.

Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again. I will write a Long song about the guitar ... She was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder.

Although the tune was different from what she had played before, all the listeners covered their faces. But which of them cried the most? ? This Jiujiang official. My blue sleeves are wet.

3. The sentences describing ancient women's talents are full of charm.

In Iraq, beauty is elegant and dignified, just like a plum tree standing in a small building ... The piano is sad and quiet, and for her who is often interrupted, there is no sadness of her children. She writes a string of silk, each sentence is more bitter. Apricot lips spit out the sound of nature, but it is tortuous and charming. The streamer of her eyes turned around, showing pity for the flowers. My eyebrows are gently picked, and I only see that feeling in the joke, and my delicate face is now resolutely colored. That stubbornness seems to be more touching than dancing. The prince applauded appreciatively, but she kept turning her waist. The skirt dances, the fairy fan turns over, but the charming eyes do not leak. Strange and cute.

4. Excerpts from Poems Related to Talent describes Cao Ba's painting talent.

Jiang Caojun is a descendant of Cao Cao's descendants, but now he is reduced to a poor family.

Conquerors and their velvet are dead, but literary talent is still alive.

In calligraphy, your first master, Mrs. Wei, just didn't surpass it.

Indulge in painting, you know that the age of youth is coming. In fact, wealth and status are floating away like clouds to me.

During the Kaiyuan period, you were often summoned by Tang Gaozong, and you were guaranteed to board the southern tour many times.

The portrait of the hero in Lingyan Pavilion has faded, and Jiang Caojun can't brush away the repainted noodles.

You put official hats on all the prime ministers, and the soldier had a big arrow around his waist.

Male and female hair seems to be shaking, and they seem to be fighting in fierce battles.

The former emperor, Ma Tian Wu Hua Qi, was imitated by artists in various postures.

On that day, the jade flower was taken into the temple, and the red rank was erected at the palace gate to increase its prestige.

The emperor ordered you to unfold silk and prepare for painting, and you showed your intelligence and hard work in poor management.

After a while, the dragon horse appeared on silk, which was much more mediocre than all generations of horses.

5. Write beautiful poems or words.

Li Bai wrote a poem praising the beauty of the imperial concubine according to the order of Emperor Tang Ming.

Three Qingping Tone Words

one

Clouds need clothes, flowers and tolerance.

The spring breeze opened the threshold and showed its richness.

If it weren't for those Yushan clan chiefs.

I will meet Yaotai under the moon.

Li Bai wrote a poem praising the beauty of the imperial concubine according to the order of Emperor Tang Ming.

Three Qingping Tone Words

Secondly,

A bright and fragrant branch of the farmer, (Henong Red)

Making love is a waste of time.

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace?

The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.

Li Bai wrote a poem praising the beauty of the imperial concubine according to the order of Emperor Tang Ming.

Three Qingping Tone Words

third

Famous flowers poured into the countryside and enjoyed each other.

Looks like a smiling king.

Explain the infinite hatred for the spring breeze,

Shen Xiangting leaned against the railing in the north.

Song ci

Wang Guan, soothsayer.

Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown.

If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, your eyebrows are shining.

Take the spring water and send you back.

If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring.

There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent.

Take care of the city first, then the country.

It's best not to know the whole city and country?

Beauty is hard to get.

My Fair Lady is a gentleman.

The skin is like coagulated fat, and the face is like white jade.

If you sink fish and fall wild geese, you will be ashamed of flowers and close the moon.

The hands are soft, the skin is solidified, the collar is like a salamander, the teeth are like rhinoceros, and the cicada's head is like a moth eyebrow. Smile and expect.

Du Mu's Farewell to One

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.

Its shape is as beautiful and elegant as Youlong. Glory Qiuju, Song Chun, Hua Mao. Like a light Yun Zheyue, like the wind flowing back to the snow. Looking from a distance, if the sunrise rises; If you are forced to check it, it will burn like a wave. If you are satisfied with the fiber, you will shorten the fit. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as good as the elements. Neck stretching looks good, and its quality is exposed. If you don't add Fang Ze, you will get rich in lead. The clouds are towering and the eyebrows are repaired. Red lips are bright outside, white teeth are fresh inside, bright eyes are good at looking, and cymbals help. Elegant, elegant and quiet. Tender as water, charming language. Stunning clothes are outstanding, and the bone image should be mapped. The glory of wearing a sweater is the glory of Yao and Bi. Wear jade jewelry and embellish pearls to show off your figure. To practice a long journey of writing is to drag the fog lightly. The faint scent of orchids lingers in the corner of the mountain.

_ _ _ _ _ Cao Zhi's Luo Shenfu!

Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.

She told me that she came from a good family and now she is humble to the dust.

Guan Zhong lost yesterday, and her brothers and close relatives were killed.

What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .

The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.

Her husband, with a wandering heart, is a new guy like jade.

When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.

He can only see the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love.

The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain.

Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.

She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers.

She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.

But with God's undisguised grace,

If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.

But the petals are like her face and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows.

6. Poems describing beauty in ancient poems are quiet and beautiful, and I am in the corner of the city.

Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head.

The quiet girl looks good. Give me a tong tube.

Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color.

This country exploits me, Meili Yi and is rare.

It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection. -

The green skirt is worn by Tibetan women, and her feet are like frost. Sand hair wears lemons, and wind and rain walk in front of obstacles. -Su Shi

1.

> when describing the beauty of Zhuang Jiang, he wrote with pen and ink:

Soft, skin solidified, collar like a salamander, teeth like a rhinoceros, a cicada's head is a moth's eyebrow, she smiled and looked forward to it.

Twenty-eight short words outline the era when folk songs were sung everywhere, a natural, fresh and breathtaking graceful beauty.

2.

& gt Describe Yang Guifei's beauty: But God-given grace, undisguised, was finally elected to the royal family one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.

3.

In order to attract the attention of Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty, Li Yannian wrote a poem to describe his sister's beauty.

& gt

There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent.

Take care of the city first, then the country.

It's best not to know the whole city and country?

Beauty is rare again!

4.& gt When describing the beauty of Luo Fu, he wrote:

Qin has a good daughter who calls herself Luo Fu.

Luo Fu likes raising silkworms and picking mulberry in the south corner of the city.

Moss is a cage system and cassia twig is a cage hook.

There is a bun on the head and a bright moon in the ear.

Qi is the lower skirt and Qi is the upper skirt.

When Monkey saw Luo Fu, he put it on his shoulder and smoothed his moustache.

When the teenager saw Luo Fu, he took off his hat and hung his head.

The tiller forgets to plow, and the hoe forgets to hoe.

Angry and resentful, he sat watching Luo Fu.

5.

Cao Zhi's > Among them are:

Beautiful demon and leisure, take Sanchi road. Ran Ran has many soft strips, fluttering leaves, busy sleeves and a gold ring on his wrist. She wears a sparrow gold hairpin on her head and an emerald green jade on her waist. The pearls are shining, and corals and pearls are interspersed. How does Yi fly? How can he fly away with the wind? Looking forward to glory, whistling like the sky.

6.& gt At:

Its shape is as beautiful and elegant as Youlong. Glory Qiuju, Song Chun, Hua Mao. Like a light Yun Zheyue, like the wind flowing back to the snow. Looking from a distance, if the sunrise rises; If you are forced to check it, it will burn like a wave. If you are satisfied with the fiber, you will shorten the fit. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as good as the elements. Neck stretching looks good, and its quality is exposed. If you don't add Fang Ze, you will get rich in lead. The clouds are towering and the eyebrows are repaired. Red lips are bright outside, white teeth are fresh inside, bright eyes are good at looking, and cymbals help. Elegant, elegant and quiet. Tender as water, charming language.

Wandering around like a god, making a slight step, leaving socks and dust behind.

7. Adding one point is too long and reducing one point is too short; Zhu Shi is too red and too pink.

Willow eyebrows, almond eyes, cherry small mouth, willow waist, pen holder, loud voice.

The powder is light and lonely.

8. The mouth does not point but contains Dan, and the eyebrows are horizontal without drawing.

9. If the description seems to reduce my figure, I am afraid of the rain. Every gesture is very charming and lovely.

Pale eyebrows are like autumn water, and jade muscles follow the breeze.

10. Embroider hibiscus smile,

Leaning against the sweet cheeks of the duck,

Oh, I don't know

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There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent. Take care of the city first, then the country. It's best not to know the whole city and country? Beauty is hard to get again.

This quiet girl is so cute that she will come to the corner of my town. Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head.

The quiet girl looks good. Give me a tong tube. Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color.

This country exploits me, Meili Yi and is rare. It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection.

-The Book of Songs? Hurricane? Quiet girl