A collection of poems for daughter’s birthday

1. Poems about praising daughters (what are the poems about praising daughters)

Poems about praising daughters (what are the poems about praising daughters) 1. About " What are the poems praising daughters?

Praising a daughter can be both subjective and objective:

Praising a daughter subjectively is also a sign of deep affection for her. of:

1. The south wind blew back to my heart and flew down in front of the restaurant.

There is a peach plant in the east of the building, with green smoke blowing from its branches and leaves.

I planted this tree three years ago.

Tao is now in line with the building, and my trip has not yet turned around.

The charming girl is named Pingyang, and she folds flowers and leans against the edge of the peach.

You can’t see me when you fold flowers, and your tears are like flowing springs. ————Li Bai (Tang Dynasty) "Send to the Second Child of Donglu"

2. There is green grass in front of the mountain and behind the mountain. Even if you go out in the sun, you still have to keep the door closed. ————Cao Ye (Tang Dynasty) "Xiansi Thoughts in Beiguo"

After the rain, the stream water swept across the embankment and was leisurely watching the village boy Xie Wanqing.

The bamboo horse rushes into the water, and the paper kite stalks the wind.

In the third winter, he temporarily studied Confucianism, while Qianqiu still worked as a farmer for his father.

3. Those who are poorly literate are worthy of tax and labor, and there is no need to work hard to admire the public officials. ——Lu You (Southern Song Dynasty) "Viewing Village Children Playing on the Brook"

4. When the father-in-law and mother-in-law heard that their daughter was coming, they went out to help the general;

When the sister-in-law heard that her sister was coming, she When the younger brother hears that his elder sister is coming, he sharpens his knife to the pigs and sheep. ———— "Mulan Ci"

Praise for the beauty of women from an objective aspect:

1. The spring breeze is ten miles away on Yangzhou Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain. ——Du Mu's "Farewell" "Two Songs"

Definition: I have seen all the young beauties in Yangzhou City's ten-mile long street, but no one can compare to her in rolling up bead curtains and selling pretty pink and white.

2. Yun Xiang's clothes and flowers Xiang Rong , the spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is strong. If we hadn't seen him at the top of Qunyu Mountain, he would have met at Yaotai under the moon. ——Li Bai's "Qingping Tiao"

Interpretation: The clouds are her clothes, and the flowers are her face; the spring breeze blows on the railings, and the dewdrops moisten the flowers and make them more colorful. If such beauty of the sky and the country are not seen on the top of the jade mountains, then they can only be seen under the moonlight of Yaotai.

3. Graceful and graceful, light but not self-sustaining. Taste the unparalleled beauty, and rely on the allure of the city. ——Wu Pingyi's "Concubine's Unlucky Life"

Definition: I once relied on my unparalleled beauty, and then relied on my beauty to captivate the country.

Gently recall your name

I can feel the tenderness

Sliding from my heart

Because of you

That makes homesickness

even more unbearable

After thinking about it for thousands of times

to find the one that is right for you

name

A long silence

I want everyone

to call you lightly and softly

Not just me

In your life

How can I accompany you

I want to have such a person

There will eventually be such a person

When he calls you

Full of boundless tenderness

Chapter 2: Kite, the dream in my heart—— Written to my daughter

You are my kite

Fly in the blue sky

Let your heart glide

In the free sky Space

Harnessing the long wind

Picking dreams

Kite! Kite!

When you are tired from flying

Don’t forget to follow that root

to connect you and my lovesickness

Return to the warm Harbor

Rest your tired heart

There is an eager expectation

Waiting to warm your loneliness

There is enough there My love

I encourage you to sail

Kite! Kite!

When you feel melancholy

Don’t forget to open the window of your heart

Let the rays of sunshine

shine through the dark clouds Show your chest

Kite! Kite

When you are flying happily in the wind

Don’t forget the other end of the string

There is a heart to help you sail

She is willing to spend her whole life

carrying all your vicissitudes

She hopes that the kite far away in the sky

can fly her life out

The most beautiful gesture

Blooming in the blue sky...

Chapter 3: Letter to my daughter

Spring accumulates the growth rings of the years

You are also filling your bag with babbling flower shoes

Dad’s regret and debt

I know

In the sound of your babbling

Dad is not your concept yet

My daughter

Although

Dad is a cloud floating in the sky,

But you are the moon in my dad’s heart

Even though we are thousands of miles apart

You can always burn my dad’s heart.

Your smile

Is a blessing woven by stars like silver bells

Warming dad’s dream of wandering through the four seasons

Your cry

It is the language of colorful silk threads pierced by needles

Stitching dad’s hope of chasing day and night

My daughter

Since you have been dad The purest love is picked from the Snow Lotus Mountain

You are the most beautiful thing that dad picked from the dream Garden of Eden

Your birth

is the most beautiful thing in dad’s life The most gorgeous scenery

Chapter 4: A poem to my daughter

Your cry

With the guess of October

It’s too late for me

I’m waiting for your two clear and dust-free lakes

to shine on me

I’m covered by your rosy little hands

Holding the sacred throne

Your too soft body

Just like the delicate willow branches in spring

I'm afraid that my clumsiness

may accidentally break you

You are like a full seed

In the soil of my love

Rapid growth

I always use quick steps

to chase you

On your increasingly stretched waist

Capturing the joy of hardship

In winter

You are like the wheat seedlings that are afraid of the cold

I turned myself into

The snow covering you

Will curl up with you

Nestled in the warm embrace

In summer

You are like a A restless butterfly

I turned myself into

a running parasol

using all the heat energy

Breathe it into your own body

In my travel bag

You have become a must-have

None of us can live without it

None Each other's days

You are like a clean canvas

I grind myself into colorful paint

I want to help you paint your dream

Cut to fit the clothes

On the day you were born

I also sowed a wish

Hope is on the branches where you grow

Healthy green leaves

Holding more happiness in full bloom

3. What are the verses that dads use to praise their daughters?

Dads praise The daughter's poem is a modern poem. Answer using modern poetry standards.

1. The wind in the palm of your hand makes you strong by dancing, but Wang Mang is jealous of Su Yang. Zhaocheng Kuaiwei died first, and no one went to the temple to play drums.

2. There are many beauties in Yan and Zhao, and the beautiful ones are as beautiful as jade. The beauty is as beautiful as a hibiscus flower. Look at the Qingren city once, and then look at the Qingren country.

3. As described, the figure seems to be slim, shy of rain and clouds of affection. What a charming move.

4. Jing Chai in a short skirt will not lose, and she will pull out all her gold and play the role of a drunkard. The moon is full, the clouds and the river are full of shadows. Why did the phoenix live in the sky back then?

5. Graceful and graceful, light but not self-sustaining. Taste the unparalleled beauty, and rely on the allure of the city.

6. He keeps his words in his mouth but does not spit out his words, his energy is like a quiet orchid. The beauty and gracefulness made me forget to eat.

7. The servant girl dropped her bun and shook her oars, picking lotus leaves and going out on the Qingjiang River at night.

8. Two eyebrows that look like frowning but not frowning, and a pair of eyes that look like happiness but not happiness. The state of mind gives rise to the worry of two dimples, and the disease of tenderness attacks the whole body. Tears a little, panting slightly.

9. A branch of red dew is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain. May I ask who in the Han Palace looks like it? Poor Feiyan Yi Xinzhuang.

10. When the fish sinks and the wild goose falls, the moon closes and the flowers shy.

11. The shadow of clear makeup is on the singing fan, the fragrance of the clothes is scattered on the dancing wind, the beads are wiped on the sleeves, and the gold cup is passed on to the plain hands.

12. The eyebrows are as dark as distant mountains, and the lips are as red as if they were painted with sand.

13. The mouth is not pointed but it contains elixirs, the eyebrows are not painted but green.

14. There is a beauty who is peerless and lives in a secluded valley.

15. Quietness is like a delicate flower shining on the water, and action is like a weak willow supporting the wind.

4. Poems praising daughters

1. The pearls shed tears when they return to you, and they wish they had met before they were married. ——Zhang Ji's "Yin of a Jiefu, a message to Master Li Sikong in Dongping"

2. There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, as beautiful as a peach or a plum. ——Cao Zhi's "Miscellaneous Poems: There's a Beautiful Woman in the South"

3. The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river. ——Du Mu's "Moving at Qinhuai"

4. The beauty rolls up the bead curtain and sits deeply with her eyebrows furrowed. ——Li Bai's "Resentment"

5. Beauty is like a flower in the clouds! There is the long sky of Qingming above, and the waves of Lu River below. ——Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc·Part 1"

6. It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover.

——Yu Xuanji's "Gift to the Neighbor's Girl"

7. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus leaves the fishing boat. ——Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn"

8. I hate to press gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others. —— Qin Taoyu's "Poor Girl"

9. How long will it take to treat others with sex? ——Li Bai's "Concubine's Unlucky Life"

10. Tonight on the Chinese Valentine's Day, watch the blue sky, the morning glory and the weaver girl crossing the river bridge. —— Lin Jie's "Begging for Skills"

11. The sky is as cold as water at night, lying down watching Altair and Vega. ——Du Mu's "Autumn Evening"

12. May I ask how the river tide and the sea water are like the love of a king and the heart of a concubine? Hatred is not as good as tide and faith. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep. ——Bai Juyi's "Lang Tao Sha·Asking about the River Tide and the Sea"

5. Poems praising daughters

1. The daughter of Luoyang lives opposite the door, so she can be more than fifteen years old.

From the original poem "A Daughter's Journey to Luoyang" by Wang Wei, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. The beloved man rides a horse, and the maid holds a carp on a golden plate.

The painted pavilions and vermilion towers face each other, with red peaches and green willows hanging over the eaves. Luo Wei presented the Seven Incense Cart and the Treasure Fan welcomed him back to Jiuhua Tent.

The crazy husband’s wealth lies in his youth, and his arrogance and extravagance make Ji Lun. Self-pitying jasper teaches dance personally, and does not hesitate to give coral to others.

The dawn in the spring window extinguishes the nine micro fires, and the nine microscopic flowers fly. After the play, when Zeng Wuli played music, he sat down wearing only incense and makeup.

The city is bustling with acquaintances, and they pass by Zhao Li's house day and night. Who pities the Yue girl, whose face is like jade?

Translation: There was a woman who lived across from my house in Luoyang. She was in her early fifteenth year and was very beautiful. Her husband rides a green and white horse, and the harness is inlaid with precious jade.

Her maid held up a golden plate containing finely cooked carps. The vermilion-painted pavilions of her house look at each other from a distance, and red peach and green willow trees line up under the eaves.

The carriage she rides in is made of seven kinds of fragrant wood, and silk curtains are installed on the carriage. The servants held feather fans and welcomed her back to the colorful tent embroidered with nine-flower patterns.

Her husband was successful in his youth and was even more arrogant and extravagant than Shi Jilun. He personally taught his beloved concubine how to dance, and gave precious coral trees to others casually.

They had fun all night long. The lights were turned off only when dawn appeared on the windows, and pieces of lanterns fell on the carved window edges. She plays and plays all day long, but has no time to review songs. She dresses neatly and just smokes incense and talks all day long.

The people I know are all wealthy families in the city, and the people who come and go day and night are the families of noble relatives. Who pities the beautiful Yue girl who lives in poverty and has to wash her yarn alone at the head of the river.

2. The daughter of Luoyang cherishes the color and sighs when she sees the falling flowers. From the original poem "The Sad White-headed Man" by Liu Xiyi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. The peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang City fly around and fall into whose house? The daughter of Luoyang cherishes the color and sighs when she sees the falling flowers.

The colors of the flowers will change this year, but who will be there next year when they bloom again? I have seen the pines and cypresses destroyed for wages, and I have even heard that the mulberry fields have turned into the sea. The ancients never restored the east of Luocheng, but today people still admire the wind of falling flowers.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. If you send a message to a beauty who is in full bloom, you should pity the half-dead white-headed man.

This old man is really pitiful because he has a white head. I used to be a beautiful young man. Prince Wang Sunfang is singing and dancing under the tree in front of the fallen flowers.

The Guanglu Pond is decorated with beautiful paintings, and the general’s pavilion is decorated with paintings of immortals. Once I am sick and have no acquaintance, who will I have to spend my spring time with? How long can I turn my eyebrows? For a moment, the crane's hair was as messy as silk.

But looking at the ancient singing and dancing place, only the birds are sad at dusk. Translation: The peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang City are fluttering in the wind, flying here and there. I wonder whose house they fall into? A Luoyang woman with a delicate face sat alone in the courtyard, looking at the scattered peach and plum blossoms and sighing.

This year I am here watching the peach and plum blossoms wither and fade in color. I wonder who will be able to see the blooming flowers next year when they bloom? I have seen the tall and handsome pines and cypresses being chopped down for firewood, and I have heard that the mulberry fields have turned into a vast ocean. Old friends no longer lament the withered peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang City, but today people are still saddened by the fallen flowers drifting in the wind.

The flowers remain blooming year after year, but the people who see the flowers are different year after year. I would like to tell those beautiful young men who are still in their prime of life to pity this half-dead old man.

Now that he has gray hair, he is really pitiful, but he was also a handsome and beautiful young man in the past. This white-headed old man once had fun with his sons, princes, and grandsons under the fragrant trees, and sang and danced before the falling flowers.

Also like Guang Luxun Ma Fang of the Eastern Han Dynasty, he decorated the pool platform with brocade, and like the noble Qi Liang Ji who painted clouds and gods everywhere in the pavilions of his mansion. The old man with white head is now lying in bed, and no one pays attention to him. Where are the joys, singing and dancing of the past? And how long can a beauty maintain her youthful beauty? In an instant, the crane's hair was disheveled and the snow was as white as silk.

I saw the place of singing and dancing from ancient times to the present, and all that was left were the birds singing sadly in the sky at dusk. 3. The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the twilight of spring and is filled with melancholy.

From the original poem "Ci Yun Gong Shi Thunder Rain" by Hong Yan, a poet from the Song Dynasty. "Ci Yun Gong Shi Thunder Rain" When the flowers fade and the flowers fly all over the sky, who can pity the red and fragrant flowers? The soft hairspring is tied to the floating spring pavilion, and the fallen catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain. The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the twilight of spring, and is filled with melancholy.

Peel the flowers out of the embroidered curtain with your hands, and bear to step on the fallen flowers back and forth. Willow silk and elm pods are blooming, regardless of peach blossoms and plum blossoms. If peaches and plums bloom again next year, who will be in the boudoir next year? The incense nest has been built in March, the swallows in the beams are so ruthless! Although you can peck at the flowers next year, you won’t be able to leave your empty nest alone.

Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost, the sword force each other; how long can the bright and beautiful beauty last, and it is hard to find it once it is wandering. Flowers are easy to see when they are in bloom but hard to find when they are gone. I am worried about killing the flower buryer in front of the steps. I lean on the flowers alone and shed my tears secretly. I can see traces of blood on the empty branches.

The cuckoo is speechless. It is dusk, and the hoe returns to cover the heavy door; the green lantern shines on the wall, and the man is sleeping for the first time, while the cold rain knocks on the window and the quilt is not warm. What happened to the strange slave is doubly distressing? Half pity for spring and half angry for spring.

The spring of pity comes and goes, and the anger goes away, and the words go away without being heard. There was a sad song outside the court last night. Did you know it was the spirit of a flower or a bird? The soul of a flower is hard to retain as the soul of a bird. The bird is speechless and the flower is ashamed. May I have wings today and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky.

Where is the fragrant hill at the end of the sky? It is not like a brocade bag to collect beautiful bones, but a handful of pure soil to cover up the wind. It is better to come and go clean than to be trapped in filthy ditches.

You have died and been buried. I wonder when you will be buried. People who bury flowers today are laughing like idiots, but who do you know who they will bury next year? Just look at the flowers that are left in the spring and gradually fall, which is the time when the beauty will die of old age; once the spring is gone, the beauty will grow old and the flowers will fall and people will die without knowing it! Translation: The flower has withered and withered, and the wind is blowing it around. Its bright red color has faded and its fragrance has disappeared. Who can sympathize with it? The soft spider silk seems to be broken and connected, floating among the trees in spring.

Catkins flying all over the sky blew in the wind and covered the embroidered door curtain. The girl in the boudoir feels so regretful when facing the scene of the last spring.

Full of melancholy and melancholy, there is no place to put my sorrow. Holding a flower hoe in hand, he opened the door curtain and walked into the garden.

There are flowers all over the garden. How can I bear to walk around on them? Frivolous catkins and shallow elm coins only show off their beauty. Regardless of the falling peach blossoms or the flying plum blossoms.

When spring returns next year, the peach and plum trees will be in bud and sprouting stamens again. But in the boudoir next year, who will be left? In March of the New Year, swallows burst into bloom, and the nest filled with the fragrance of flowers has just been built.

The swallows between the beams, how many flowers they have ruined, so ruthless! When the flowers are in full bloom next year, you can still hold flowers and plants in your mouth. How could you.

6. Poems about daughters

"A Daughter's Journey to Luoyang"

Era: Tang Author: Wang Wei

A daughter from Luoyang lives across the street , only fifteen years old.

The beloved Yule rides on a horse, and the maid holds a carp on a golden plate.

The painted pavilions and vermilion towers face each other, with red peaches and green willows hanging over the eaves.

The seven-incense car was presented with a Luo curtain, and the precious fan was welcomed back to the Jiuhua tent.

The crazy husband’s wealth lies in his youth, and his arrogance and extravagance make Ji Lun.

Self-pitying jasper teaches dance personally, and does not hesitate to hold coral to others.

The dawn in the spring window extinguishes the nine micro fires, and the nine microscopic flowers fly.

After the play, when Zeng Wuli was singing, he only wore incense and sat there in makeup.

The city is bustling with acquaintances, and they pass by Zhao Li's house day and night.

Who can pity the Yue girl whose face is as beautiful as jade?

"Nanxiangzi·Lushui brings the green tide"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yan Jidao

The Lushui brings the green tide, and there is a Zhulan Xiaodu Bridge on the water.

The daughter on the bridge has both dimples and enchanting smiles.

Leaning on the railing to work on the wicker.

On a moonlit night, the flowers fall towards the court, and the characters are reduced and the sound of the jade flute is pressed.

The place where the outsider in Liu looks back is far away.

If it is farther than the Milky Way Road.

"Nanxiangzi·Lushui brings the green tide"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yan Jidao

The Lushui brings the green tide, and there is a Zhulan Xiaodu Bridge on the water.

The daughter on the bridge has both dimples and enchanting smiles.

Leaning on the railing to work on the wicker.

On a moonlit night, the flowers fall towards the court, and the characters are reduced and the sound of the jade flute is pressed.

The place where the outsider in Liu looks back is far away.

If it is farther than the Milky Way Road.

7. Verses praising the beauty of girls in poems

1. "Autumn Resentment in the West Palace" - Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty

Hibiscus is not as beautiful as the beauty makeup, and the water palace style Come with pearls and green fragrance.

Translation: The blooming hibiscus flowers are not as beautiful as the beauty's delicate makeup. The breeze blows, and the palace by the water is filled with the fragrance of the beauty with pearls on her head.

2. "Ode to Zhuluo Mountain" - Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The beauty conceals the present and the past, and the lotus flowers shame the jade face.

Translation: Her beauty is unparalleled in ancient and modern times, and her beauty is enough to put the lotus flower to shame.

3. "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

It is hard to give up on natural beauty, and it is difficult to give up on yourself. Once you choose it, you will be on the side of the king.

Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color.

Translation: Naturally beautiful and charming, it was difficult for her to be buried in the world. As expected, it didn’t take long for her to become a concubine beside Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty. When she looked back and smiled, she was so charming and charming that all her six officials and concubines were overshadowed.

4. "Song of Li Yannian" - Li Yannian in the Han Dynasty

There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent.

First look at the Qingren city, then look at the Qingren country.

Translation: There was a beautiful girl in the north. She was independent from the world. She glanced at the soldiers guarding the city. The soldiers abandoned their weapons and the wall fell. She glanced at the emperor who ruled the world. The emperor fell in love with the country. Defeat.

5. "Beauty" - Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

There is a beautiful woman who lives in an empty valley.

Translation: There was a stunningly beautiful woman who lived in seclusion in a secluded deep mountain valley.

8. Poems praising girls

1. There is no beauty in the world! What is pleasing to the eye is beauty! The beauty of the country and the city! Shocking everyone in the world! 2. Hibiscus is not as beautiful as makeup, and the wind from the water palace brings the fragrance of pearls and greenery. 3. The appearance is strong, noble and true, the texture is fine and the bones are even. 4. Pretty like a peach in three springs, and pure and simple like a chrysanthemum in nine autumns. 5. There is a delicate beauty hidden in the eyebrows and corners of the eyes, a voice and a smile. Dew gentle 6. As graceful as a startling dragon, as graceful as a swimming dragon 7. The beauty is drunk, her face is more rosy 8. The ice-skinned skin is naturally thin, so it will be more after flying 9. Inviting people to put on makeup, not complacent in robes 10 .Beautiful beauty conceals the present and the past, and the lotus is shy of the jade face. 11. There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent. 12. The person beside me is like the moon, and the bright wrist is covered with frost and snow. 13. The spring smiles with peach blossoms, and the clouds pile up in green buns; the lips are blooming with cherry blossoms, Grave teeth are fragrant 14. Tranquility is like a flower shining on the water, and movement is like a willow supported by the wind. 15. Don’t lean on the railing alone, the country is unlimited, it is easy to see each other when you say goodbye. 16. The graceful girl is shy, and the years are worry-free. 17. The beauty is more enchanting, autumn water Spiritual auspicious snow mark 18. Pearl tassels rotate and stars shake, flowers and vines tremble, dragons and snakes move 19. Jianjia is green, and white dew is frost.

The so-called beauty is on the other side of the water. 20. There must be someone in the heart of a flower, dizzy like a delicate dimple. 21. Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color. 22. The pulse in the eyes is rippled, and the flowers are blooming. 23. The beautiful smile is beautiful, and the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it. 24. The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually end, and this hatred will last forever. 25. You still know the pain of lovesickness, how can you bear to leave your slave? 26. I went all the way to pass the mountain, just because I am afraid that it will be easy to say goodbye. It's difficult to see Lang 27. The vermilion powder is not deep and even, and the idle flowers are faintly fragrant. Look carefully at all the good places, everyone is humane, the waist of the willow 28. The gods praise, the fairies dance 29. The clear water comes out of hibiscus, and the natural carvings are removed 30. A branch of red dew condenses the fragrance, the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain 31. The clouds swirl, A jade shuttle, a light blouse, a pair of snails with light eyebrows 32. The half-curved phoenix eyes hide amber, and the red lips are dotted with cherries 33. The spring breeze passes by the willow waist, and the birds follow the fragrance 34. The golden hairpin on the head, the waist Pei Cui Lang Gan.

Pearls are intertwined with jade bodies, and corals are intertwined with trees. Luo Yi is fluttering, and the light train is far away with the wind.

Looking forward to the brilliance, the long whistle is like an orchid 35. The smile is like a flower blooming, and the jade sound is gentle and flowing 36. The bright moon is like the light clouds covering the moon, and the fluttering is like the drifting snow in the returning wind 37. The Yang family has A girl has just grown up, raised in a deep boudoir and no one knows her. 38. The wind returns to the green courtyard, and the spring in the willow eyes continues. 39. Why does the tenderness disappear, and the love and hatred are heard? 40. The delicate steps are delicate and unparalleled in the world. 41. It's hard to give up on natural beauty. Once you choose it, you will be on the side of the king. 42. Hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows. How can you not shed tears about this? 43. Turn around and flow with semen, and your face will be smooth and jade-like. He kept his words in his mouth but didn't spit them out, his breath was like orchid.

Her graceful and graceful appearance makes me forget to eat. 44. Tender and graceful, charming in words. The costume is unique and unique, and the bone statue corresponds to the picture.

The dazzling beauty of the robe, the splendor of Eryao and blue. Wearing gold and jade jewelry, embellished with pearls to dazzle the body 45. Red lips are bright on the outside, white teeth are bright on the inside, bright eyes are good at seeing, and the dimples assist the power 46. Yesterday, the mountains were chaotic and dark, and when I came, there were clouds on my clothes 47. There is a beautiful woman who is unparalleled, living in a secluded valley 48 .The precious bun is loosely rolled up, and the plum blossoms are lightly made up. 49. The autumn chrysanthemums are shining brightly, and the spring pines are gorgeous. 50. The candles are bright and fragrant, and the building is dark, and the temples are covered with clear frost and residual snow. 51. I have been silent for half a day, still the same. The sound of bamboo and the new moon are like those of the past 52. Love each other's appearance, fragrant and cultivated jade 53. Envy each other's good qualities, ice pure and jade-rich 54. Admire the other's attitude, phoenixes and dragons soar 55. Admire each other's flowers 56. How quiet it is, the pines grow in the empty valley 57. How beautiful it is, the clouds reflect the clear pond 58. How divine it is, the moon shines on the cold river 59. The slender waist is beautiful, the returning wind dances with the snow; the brilliance of pearls and emeralds Shining, full of goose yellow on the forehead 60. A graceful lady, a good gentleman 61. The tung blossoms are blooming, and the rain has washed them away 62. Soft and graceful, charming and delicate 63. Benji's posture of continuing history, and the posture of thanking the court and praising the snow 64. Looking forward to the brilliance will seduce people's hearts. 65. If the West Lake is compared to the West, heavy makeup and light makeup are always suitable. 66. Who is more similar to the Han Palace? Poor flying swallow relies on new makeup 67. Beautiful eyebrows and eyes, looking forward to the flying of the gods, the essence of literary and colorful, forgetting the vulgarity when seeing it 68. There is a beautiful female demon, Pei returns to the Xiang River and the Mekong River.

Shui Meilan Du Fang, who will I send it to? 69. The charming eyes are closed shyly, and the red lips are smiling.

The wind blows through the grape belt, and the sun shines on the pomegranate skirt. 70. The cheeks are condensed with fresh lychees, and the nose is greasy with goose fat. It is gentle and silent, and the look is amiable. 71. The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring. 72. Appearance in the mirror, shadow under the moon, separated by Curtain-shaped, just waking up from sleep 73. As graceful as light clouds coming out of Xiu, walking slowly with the beauty, her waist is as graceful as a weak willow 74. Tuo Tuo is also beautiful, both are beautiful and beautiful 75. Red lips and plain teeth, Emerald hair and moth eyebrows 76. The hibiscus on the embroidered curtain opens with a smile, and the precious duck leans against the fragrant cheeks, and the eye movement is guessed by others. 77. Flowers bloom by borrowing water, and the water sinks into bones and jade into flesh. 78. As bright as the sun rises, The canal is as bright as a flower and comes out of Hongbo 79. The beauty is unparalleled in the sky, for whom is the fragrance spread? 80. The quality is clear and frosty, and the fragrance contains autumn dew. 81. The fragrance of *** can be smelled ten miles away, and the fragrance is known to be famous in thousands of villages. 82. Pingping has been curling up for more than thirteen years, and the cardamom tips are on the top of February. 83. The eyebrows are as light as autumn water, The jade skin accompanies the breeze 84. There is a beautiful person, as graceful as the clear air 85. Mu Ran looks back, Tingting jade stands 86. The eyebrows are green and the willows are competing, and the peach face is competing for red 87. Bright as spring flowers, bright Like the Autumn Moon 88. The wine is gradually fading, the color is pale, and the desire to speak is divorced from love. The emerald green is low. 89. The belt is getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it at the end. I feel haggard because of the beauty. 90. The beauty is beautiful in rich clothes and heavy make-up. 91. The fragrance of the mist is wet, and the servant girl is clear and radiant. Jade arms are cold 92. There is no one in the world, and they have been born for thousands of years. 93. The beauty is more beautiful than flowers, and the jade face is more beautiful than spring. 94. The peach is young, and its flowers are shining 95. The willows next door are weak Curly, just like the waist of a fifteenth daughter. 96. Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color. 97. Tasting the unparalleled beauty, and returning to the alluring posture. 98. With a slender eyebrow, a charming smile. 99. The beauty conceals the past and present, and the lotus is shy. Jade face 100. Silent as a virgin, active as a stripped rabbit 101. Beautiful face and colorful temples, the fragrance has filled the road 102. There are many beauties in Yanzhao, and the beauty is as beautiful as jade 103. A faint line of redness, brushing towards the peach blush, smiling dimples on the cheeks Ripples of rays of light 104. The clearness of a child, the beauty of a person, the beauty of a country! 105. The beautiful fairy is born in the Moon Palace. 106. Sutra beads do not move, her eyebrows are condensed, and all the beauty is gone, showing innocence. 107. The palace is full of slender waist, and she is only about 10 years old.

Having just been aroused by the romance, the couple wears double buns. When you first learn to apply strict makeup, your figure will be slimmed down as you describe it, shy of the rain and clouds of affection, and your movements will be so charming. 108. Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of face, spring breeze blows on the threshold, and the dew is rich.

9. Ancient poems about daughters

Songs for Daughters Upstairs

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Lu Tong

Original text:

Someone’s daughter is upstairs, instructing the maid to hang the curtain hooks. The forest flowers stir up the sorrow in the heart,

The sleeves are rolled up and the harp is played. The five or six strings of the konghou are in chaos, and the sleeves cover the face and cry to the sky.

The love strings are broken and the love is broken, and the falling flowers are full of heartache. If the heart wants to penetrate, lean on the railing and do it.

Reminiscing about the green wicker, missing the cold brocade tent. Looking back on your direct love for you,

makes me shed tears. I have a delicate dimple waiting for you to smile, and a delicate moth waiting for you to sweep away.

The orioles and flowers will fade away and you won’t come. When you come, the flowers will be old. Who knows a broken heart?

Green grass always grows on the jade steps.

Daughters of Luoyang

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Wang Wei

Original text:

Daughters of Luoyang Living across the street, one can have more than fifteen looks.

The good man Yule rides on a horse, and the maid has a golden plate with carp and carp.

The painted pavilions and vermilion towers face each other, with red peaches and green willows hanging over the eaves.

Luo Wei presented the seven-incense car and the treasure fan to welcome him back to Jiuhua Tent.

The crazy husband’s wealth lies in his youth, and his arrogance and extravagance make Ji Lun.

Self-pitying jasper teaches dance personally, and does not hesitate to hold coral to others.

The dawn in the spring window extinguishes the nine micro fires, and the nine microscopic flowers fly.

After the play was over, when Zeng Wuli was singing, he only wore incense and sat there in makeup.

The city is bustling with acquaintances, and they pass by Zhao Li's house day and night.

Who can pity the Yue girl whose face is as beautiful as jade?

Pink Die'er and Zhao Jinchen's Fu Luohua

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Author: Xin Qiji

Original text:

Yesterday, the thirteenth daughter was learning embroidery. One branch does not teach the flower to become thin. It's so ruthless that it rains and the wind blows. To the garden, spread lichen and red crepe.

Now that spring is here, it’s hard for a frivolous and frivolous person to last long. Remember the time before and send the spring back after. Brew all the spring waves into a river of spring wine. Make an appointment with Qingchou and Yangliu to wait for each other on the bank.

10. What are the poems about daughters

1. "A Daughter's Journey to Luoyang"

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The daughter of Luoyang lived across the street, so she But the appearance is more than fifteen years old.