Poems about flowers and women 1. Poems about flowers and beautiful women
Poems describing beauty and flowers:
1, she is unique, beautiful and elegant, with a faint aura. Her skin is delicate, her expression is carefree, her eyes are expecting, her cheeks are smiling, her words are silent, her breath is faint, and she is gentle and lovely.
Her skin is better than snow, and her eyes are like clear water. Looking around, she has an elegant and luxurious temperament, which makes people feel ashamed and dare not blaspheme. But her coldness and agility are quite charming, and people can't help but be fascinated.
She leans on the stone bench alone, like jade in the firelight, like a blooming new moon, like a flower tree piled with snow, with gorgeous posture, quiet and leisurely posture, tender feelings, charming language, delicate and smooth.
Listening to her words is like a pearl, and her voice is soft and crisp, which is very nice. I looked at her a few times and saw that she was naive, silly and naughty, and her cheeks were dizzy. Although she is young, she is beautiful and elegant. She is really more beautiful than the one from the painting. She has a pearl-like personality.
Her face is facing the bouquet, slim, with long hair hanging over her vest and gently held by a pink ribbon. She was dressed in white, and she was even more radiant against the flowers. She only feels that there seems to be a haze behind her, and she is really not a mortal. As soon as I turn around, I will see that although she is young, at the age of 18, her skin is better than snow and her beauty is unparalleled. Her face is absolutely beautiful and can't be stared at.
6. Women: when the moon closes and flowers are ashamed, fish sink and geese fall. Good women don't let their men get old. Women are heroes. Wisdom refers to blue heart, pure and clean, pure and pure, beautiful, talented, virtuous, husband and wife.
2. What poems describe "women and flowers"?
1. The new makeup should be placed in Zhu Lou, and the spring scenery is deeply locked. _ _ _ _ Liu Yuxi's Happy Spring Poetry/Spring Poetry
2. Beauty cries and jumps, and the real dragon is also a mouse and a tiger. _ _ _ _ Wang Xiangchun's The Wall of the Temple of the King in the Book
3. I keep my room, worry about my husband and don't forget my clothes. _ _ _ _ Xelloss "Ge Yanxing"
4. Looking closely at a beautiful branch, my heart is as heavy as a burden. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Summer Scenery of He Xinlang
5. The sweet face is half open and half closed, charming and moving. In court. Jade bath new makeup. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "The Pride of Fisherman, Knowing Spring in Snow"
6. How should I dress myself to please a critical emperor? . _ _ _ _ Du Xunhe's Erotic Resentment
Although the newcomer is in good condition, he is not like an old friend. _ _ _ _ Anonymous "Going Up the Mountain to Collect Wu Hong"
8. When you leave the palace, your reputation is broken, your heart is not heavy, and you can't be embarrassed. _ _ _ _ Wang Zhaojun's "Complaining"
9. Hand twist incense notes to remember filial piety. Who wants to inherit? _ _ _ _ Yan's "Partridge Sky, Hand Twisting Incense and Remembering Filial Piety"
10. My concubine Qin Luofu is called Yan. _ _ _ _ Shang Mo Sang by Li Bai
1 1. God met her and smiled a million times. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Short Songs"
12. In Dongliao, a fifteen-year-old girl is waiting. She plays a guitar and is good at dancing and singing. _ _ _ _ the ancient meaning of Li Qi
13. Last year, I was on Lu 'an Bridge and saw Zhu Lan chanting willow cotton. _ _ _ _ Han Wo's "Cold Food Festival Garden Pavilion".
14. After three years of silence in Yu Yan, who will discuss orchestral music again? _ _ _ _ Wang Jian's Playful Palace, Round Fan
15. Before the silkworm mother washes the cocoon, the shepherd boy plays the flute to take a bath. _ _ _ _ Two Poems by Guan Xiu on the home wall of Shushan in the Spring Festival Evening.
16. The prodigal son is a scholar in Hengjiang, which means that the fisherman is a light leaf. _ _ _ _ Wu's Qin Guan Chao
17. Jade hand beauty, smile. _ _ _ _ Gu Dehui's "butterfly lovers, Warm Peach Blossom Water on the Spring River"
18. Not only can martial arts sing with pride, but virtuous women can also mourn Wei Hou. _ _ _ _ Jiang Tang's Nine Days on the Star Tower
19. Beautiful new makeup, full of fragrance, ashamed to kill Jolie's maids. _ _ _ _ Evonne's "Looking at Apricot Flowers in the North of Yanshan Pavilion"
20. Red powder is weak willow, and Jinhua wax wine is the solution. _ _ _ _ Two Poems on Spring Thoughts by Jia Zhi
2 1. Pink is not hungry. I didn't know there was glory in the world. _ _ _ _ Du Xunhe's "Silkworm Girl"
22. I don't believe that the landlord, Yang and Yumin never came back. _ _ _ _ Xie Fangde's Silkworm Girl
23. the blue account is a jade man sleeping, blaming the spring clothes and snow. _ _ _ _ Zhang Yun's "Shui Yan is busy welcoming lazy and fragrant"
24. When picking lotus, Xiao Niang's face turned cold. _ _ _ _ Wen's "Lotus Cup, Mirror Water, Autumn Night Moon"
25. Sister-in-law weaves white silk and doesn't understand human language. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Lotus Pickers by the Lake
3. Poems describing beauty and flowers
A word by Yue Nv.
-Li Bai
The girls in Wu area in the long drought area are beautiful and delicate, and the bright moon is in the sky.
Those feet that are not on the clogs are very good.
Yue Nv's fifth word.
-Li Bai
The water in the mirror coral is the moon, and the girl is as white as snow.
The blue waves in Xinzhuang are rippling, and the reflection of water and light is both wonderful and beautiful.
Reward Zhu Qingyu
Ji Zhang
Yue Nv's new makeup appeared in the mirror, knowing Yan Yan was more considerate.
Wan Qi is not expensive in the world, but a Song Ling is worth a thousand dollars.
Daughter next door
-Bai Juyi
Have a graceful demeanour fifteen wins the fairy, and Chang 'e dries the lotus in the daytime.
Where can I teach parrots to learn to talk? Embroidered bed under screen window.
Yong Ren Mei is in Tianjin Bridge.
-Robin Wang
The beautiful woman came from the east and was taken in Tianjin.
The whole dress smells good all the way, and the socks are gray.
Looking at the makeup shadow underwater, draw a crescent moon between your eyebrows.
It is said that Cao Zijian is the god of Luochuan.
4. Poems about women and flowers
1, Luoyang's daughter cherishes color and sits with a sigh.
A generation of sad Chinese Pulsatilla in Tang Dynasty: whose home is the peach blossom and plum blossom in the east of Luoyang, Liu Xiyi? Luoyang woman looks beautiful, sitting alone in the courtyard, looking at the scattered plum blossoms, sighing long. The peach blossom and plum blossom I saw this year have rotted in color. I wonder who can see the beautiful flowers in bloom next year? I have seen handsome pines and cypresses destroyed into firewood, and I heard that mulberry fields have become the sea.
Old friends no longer lament that the peach blossoms are dying in the east of Luoyang, but now people are still falling in the wind. Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different from year to year.
Tell those young people in their prime that they should pity this half-dead old man. Now he is white-haired and poor, but he is still a handsome young woman.
The old man in his later years once danced with the son of Yu Fangshu's son in the methotrexate song. There are also beautiful decorative billiard tables like Guanglu Xun Imperial Guards and Horses in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and there are also those with colorful fairy painted in the mourning hall like Liang Ji.
When the old man is sick in bed, he is ignored. In the past, he had fun in the spring. Where is the Qing dance now? How many times can a beautiful woman like a beautiful woman last? After a while, the crane was disheveled and pale as silk. All the songs and dances of the ages, the birds left in the dusk are empty.
Interpretation: Peach blossoms and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang are fluttering in the wind and flying everywhere. Whose house did they fall into? Luoyang woman, with a delicate and charming face, sat alone in the courtyard, looking at the scattered peaches and plums and sighing for a long time. This year, I am here to watch peach blossoms and plum blossoms fade due to withering. I wonder who else will see a brilliant victory in bloom next year? I have seen handsome pines and cypresses destroyed and cut down for firewood. I heard that mulberry fields have become the sea of Wang Yang.
Old friends no longer lament the withering of Luoyang Dongtaoli, but now people are still mourning for the falling flowers falling with the wind. Flowers still bloom every year, but people who look at them every year are different.
Tell those young people in their prime to pity this half-dead old man. Now his hair is all white, poor thing. However, he used to be a charming young man.
The old man with white hair once played with his son Wang Sun under the fragrant tree, singing and dancing before the flowers fell. He used to decorate the pool platform with splendid scenery like Ma Fang, who was advised by Guang Luquan in the Eastern Han Dynasty. He also painted clouds and immortals everywhere in the pavilion of his mansion.
Now the old man with white head was once ill in bed and ignored. Where was the joy of singing and dancing in the past? And how long can a beautiful woman's youthful beauty last? After a while, the crane's hair was unkempt and white as silk. I saw the land of singing and dancing through the ages, and all that remained was the birds singing in the air at dusk.
The person who buried the flowers today is stupid. Who did he know when he was buried? "Burying Flowers" Qing: Cao Xueqin's bloom is full of sky, who pity the red incense? The spring pavilion floats softly, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain. The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring dusk and looks sad.
Hoe out the embroidered curtain with your hands and endure falling flowers again and again. Willow pods come from wheat straw, regardless of peach floating and Li Fei; Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year? The fragrant nest has been built in March, and Liang Jianyan is too heartless! Although you can peck flowers and hairs next year, it is not easy for people to go to the empty nest.
360 days a year, the wind and sword are pressing; How long can it be bright and fresh? Once wandering, it's hard to find. Bloom is easy to see but hard to find. He was worried about killing the flower burying man in front of the steps. He leaned on the flower hoe and shed tears alone, and saw the blood stains on the branches above.
The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door; When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm. Accusing slaves is twice as bad as hurting people? Half out of pity, half out of trouble.
The pity of spring suddenly left me bored and even speechless. Last night, I sent a sad song outside the court, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul? It is always difficult to leave the soul of a bird, which feels ashamed of itself. May Nong have wings this day and fly to the end of the day with flowers.
After all, where is Xiangshan? Hide the wind without a trick. It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch.
I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die. The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them? Just watch the spring flowers gradually fall, it is the time when the beauty dies of old age; No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened! Interpretation: The flower has withered and withered, and the wind has blown it all over the sky. The bright red color has faded and the fragrance has disappeared. Who sympathizes with it? Soft spider silk seems to be broken and connected again, floating among the trees in spring.
Catkin scattered all over the sky came with the wind, covered with embroidered curtains. The girl in the boudoir is so sorry for last spring.
Full of melancholy, sadness has nowhere to put. Holding an iron hoe to hoe the flowers, I lifted the curtain and walked into the garden.
Flowers are everywhere in the garden. How can I stand walking around on them? Flirty catkins, shallow money, only know to show off their own wheatgrass. Whether the peach blossoms fall or the plum blossoms fly.
When the earth returns next year, peach trees and plum trees will sprout again. But next year's boudoir, who can be left? In March of the Spring Festival, swallows pick flowers, and the fragrant bird's nest has just been built.
Liang Jianyan, how many flowers are wasted, how heartless! When I go to bloom next year, I can still hold flowers and plants. How can we expect the master to be dead? The lair has fallen down, leaving only Liang Kong.
360 days a year, what a nice day! The cold wind is like a knife, and the frost is like a sword, mercilessly destroying flowers. How long can bright spring and gorgeous flowers last?
Once blown away by the strong wind, there is nowhere to see. It's easy to see in bloom, but hard to find when the flowers fall.
Standing in front of the steps is full of worries. I'm worried about the man who buried the flowers. Holding a flower hoe in his hand, he wept silently.
Tears spilled on the empty branches, which were covered with blood. The cuckoo cried her blood and tears silently, and the sad evening came.
I went home with a flower hoe and closed the boudoir door; The cold light shines on the wall, and people have just entered a dream. The faint spring rain hit the window lattice, and the bedding on the bed was still cold.
People want to know what makes me so sad today. Half of them cherish the beautiful spring scenery, and the other half resent the passing of spring. I am glad that spring has suddenly come, but I am depressed that it has left in a hurry.
Spring came to the world quietly and left without saying a word. I don't know where outside the hospital last night, there were waves of sad songs.
I don't know if it's the soul of a flower or a bird. Whether it is the soul of flowers or the spirit of birds, it is equally difficult to retain. Ask the bird, the bird is silent, ask the flower, and the flower is shy.
I really hope I can give birth to a pair of wings now. Follow the flying flowers and fly to the end of that day.
Even if you fly to the end of heaven and earth, where is the soul burial with fragrant flowers? It is better to use this splendid sachet to restrain your delicate bones. Then pile up a pile of clean soil and bury your peerless romance.
May your noble body live and die clean. Don't let it get a little dirty and be abandoned.
I need some famous poems about flowers or women.
I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup. -[China Song] Su Shi's Haitang
Only the peony is the real beauty, which attracted countless people to appreciate at the flowering stage and alarmed the whole Chang 'an City. [China Tang] Liu Yuxi's "Peony Appreciation"
In spring, who is the master of youth, the primary leader is peony. -"China Ming" Feng Qi "Peony"
I only said that flowers are snow, but I didn't realize that they have fragrance. -[Southern Song Dynasty] To Tu Thanh's Plum Blossom Fall
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. -[China Song] Wang Anshi's Plum Blossom
Hands are soft and skin is solidified. -"The Book of Songs China Feng Wei"
Smile and expect. -"The Book of Songs China Feng Wei"
Adding one point is too long and reducing one point is too short; The powder is too white, and Zhu is too red. -[China, Warring States and Chu] Song Yu's "The Disciple Fu"
When the moon shines, it shines. -China Warring States Chu 】 Song Yu
Her look back left a charming light, and the smell of her whistle was like the smell of orchids. -"China reflection Wei" Cao Zhi "Beauty"
Roll your eyes like waves and have a graceful demeanour like waist. -"China Tang" article "Nan Gezi"
Eyes as bright as candles. -[China Song] Lv Shengji's "Die in Hua Lian"
6. What poems describe "women and flowers"?
It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden.
_ _ _ _ Liu Yuxi's "Poems of Happy Spring/Poems of Spring" tells that a beautiful woman is crying and dancing in Chu, and the real dragon is also a mouse and a tiger. _ _ _ _ Wang Xiangchun's "Wang Dianbi in the Book" keeps an empty room, and he is afraid of forgetting when he is worried, and he does not feel tears.
_ _ _ _ Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing is beautiful, and his heart is as heavy as a bundle. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Summer Scenery of He Xinlang has a charming face.
In court. Jade bath new makeup.
_ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "The Pride of a Fisherman, Knowing Spring in Snow" wants to please a picky emperor. How can I array myself? . _ _ _ _ Du Xunhe's "Erotic Palace Hatred" newcomers are not like old friends, although their conditions are good.
_ _ _ _ The anonymous "Picking Wildflowers Up the Mountain" is far away from the palace, and its reputation is ruined, its ambition is not heavy, and there is no room for embarrassment. _ _ _ _ Wang Zhaojun's "Complaining Words" uses hands to twist Xiaolian.
Who wants to inherit? _ _ _ _ Yan's "Partridge Sky, Hand Twisting Fragrant Notes and Remembering Filial Piety" is my concubine Qin Luofu, whose real name is Yan.
_ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Shang Mo Sang" meets a jade girl and laughs a thousand times. _ _ _ _ Li Bai Dong Liao's "Short Songs" A fifteen-year-old girl is waiting. She plays a guitar and can sing and dance well.
_ _ _ _ Li Jie's "Ancient Meaning" A few years ago, I saw Zhu Lan chanting catkin cotton on the Lu 'an Bridge. _ _ _ _ Han Wo's Cold Food Festival Garden Pavilion has been sluggish for three years. Who will discuss orchestral music again?
_ _ _ _ Wang Jian's "Palace Funny: A Round Fan" The silkworm mother washes the cocoon, and the shepherd boy plays the flute to take a bath. _ _ _ _ Guan Xiu's "Two Poems on the Wall of Shushan House in the Spring Festival Evening" Hengjiang scholar prodigal son, laughing at the fisherman's ignorance.
_ _ _ _ Wu's "Qin Guanchao" is a jade hand beauty, smiling like a flower. _ _ _ _ Gu Dehui's "The Butterfly Loves Flowers, the Spring River Warms Peach Blossom Water" The Wu Palace not only sings the Seven Proud, but also virtuous women can mourn Wei Hou.
_ _ _ _ Jiang Tang's "Nine Days' Climbing to the Star Tower" is a new kind of beauty cosmetics, which is full of fragrance and makes people melt. It is shameful to kill Jolie's maids. _ _ _ _ Evonne's "Yanshan Pavilion Encounters Apricot Flowers Northbound" The red powder and the pale willow droop, and the golden flower wax wine reduces fat.
_ _ _ _ Jia Zhi's "Two Poems of Spring Thoughts" is not hungry, I'm not sure there is splendor in the world. _ _ _ _ Du Xunhe's "Silkworm Girl" Lou Tou Liu Yue did not believe it, and the Jade Man Dance did not return.
_ _ _ _ Xie Fangde's "Silkworm Girl's Children's Song" is about a jade man sleeping in a blue tent, blaming Joan for spring clothes and snow. _ _ _ _ Zhang Yun's "Shui Yan Busy Meets Laziness and Fang Can" was blushing and cold when picking lotus.
_ _ _ _ Wen Tingyun's "Lotus Cup, Night Mirror Water, Autumn Moon" My sister-in-law weaves white silk, but she doesn't understand human language. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Lotus Pickers by the Lake.