Poetry describing shyness

She ran away shyly and leaned against the door, smelling the fragrance of plum flowers. -Li Qingzhao's "Touching Red Lips and Kicking the Swing"

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. -Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip

I will not listen to your thousands of calls, and I will bow my head to the dark corner. -Li Bai's Long March

You can't sing when you are ashamed and drunk. Holding flowers and reflecting candles, stealing ideas and thinking about wine. Look at Zhu's confused heart, turning the pulse and folding the moth. After a brief encounter, we went our separate ways. Spring is over. What is there to worry about? -Zhang Lei Youth Tour.

I am haggard and ignorant, and I am shy. -Xie Tiao