1. Ancient poems about beauties
Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing to meet again when she was not married. ——Zhang Ji's "The Song of a Chaste Woman·A Letter to Master Li Sikong in Dongping"
There are beauties in the southern country, as beautiful as peaches and plums. ——Cao Zhi's "Miscellaneous Poems: There's a Beauty in the South"
The beauty is rolling up the bead curtain, sitting deeply with her eyebrows furrowed. ——Li Bai's "Resentment"
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"
Plants and trees have their own heart, so why ask for beauty! ——Zhang Jiuling's "Feelings and Orchid Leaves in Spring"
Lying down and watching Altair and Vega, the moon turns over the shadow of the sycamore tree. ——Lu Zhi's "Drunk in the East Wind·Chinese Valentine's Day"
I would rather not know about a beautiful city or a beautiful country. ——Li Yannian "There is a Beauty in the North" 2. Ancient poems describing beauties
"The Book of Songs@王风" The other side is picking geese. If you don't see them for a day, it's like March! The other person's picks are rustling, and not seeing him for a day is like three autumns! He is picking mugwort. If you don't see him for a day, he feels like he is three years old! "Song of Everlasting Regret" Bai Juyi - Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color. "There is a Beauty in the North" Han Yuefu - There is a Beauty in the North, peerless and independent. Looking at the beautiful city and then looking at the beautiful country, I don't know that the beautiful woman in the beautiful city and the beautiful country is hard to find again. "Ancient Style" Li Bai - A beauty comes out of the southern country, with a glowing lotus look.
The white teeth will eventually fade away, and the sweet heart will remain empty. The origin of the purple palace maid is that she is jealous of her green eyebrows.
Returning to Xiaoxiangjun, how sad is it to meditate. "The Book of Songs": "There are beauties in Yanzhao, and those who are beautiful have faces like jade."
Related documents (1) A clever smile, a beautiful eye. "The Book of Songs·Wei Feng·Shuo Ren" (2) If it is increased by one point, it will be too long; if it is reduced by one point, it will be too short; if it is powdered, it will be too white; if it is applied with red, it will be too red; the eyebrows will be like green feathers, the muscles will be like white snow, and the waist will be like a bunch of plain cloth. , Teeth like shells, a charming smile, bewildered Yangcheng, fascinated by Cai.
The Warring States Period, Chu and Song Dynasties, "Ode to the Lustful Deng Tuzi" (3) The first time he came, he was as bright as the sun shining on the beams of the roof; the less time he came, the bright moon was shining brightly. "Ode to the Goddess" by Yu from Chu and Song Dynasties during the Warring States Period (4) The beauty is drunk and her face is more rosy.
Warring States Period, Chu, Song Yu's "Calling the Soul" (5) The body is like a wandering dragon, and the sleeves are like plain neon. "Dance Fu" by Fu Yi of the Han Dynasty (6) There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent.
First look at the Qingren city, then look at the Qingren country. I would rather not know a beautiful city or a beautiful country, no matter how rare a beautiful woman is.
"Beauty Song" by Li Yannian of the Han Dynasty (7) Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising as the morning glow; looking at it by force, it is as bright as a flower growing out of Lubo. As graceful as a startled dragon, graceful as a wandering dragon.
Three Kingdoms, Wei, Cao Zhi's "Ode to the Goddess of Luo" (8) Who pities the Yue girl whose face is as beautiful as jade, and the poor and humble at the head of the river have their own yarn. Tang Dynasty Wang Wei's "Daughter's Journey to Luoyang" (9) The hibiscus is not as beautiful as the beauty, and the wind in the water palace brings the fragrance of pearls and green.
"Autumn Resentment in the West Palace" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty (10) The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus spreads to both sides of the face. It is invisible when entering the pool. When I hear the song, I feel that someone is coming. "Two Lotus Picking Songs" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty (11) The beauty conceals the present and the past, and the lotus is ashamed of the jade face.
Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Ode to Zhuluo Mountain" (12) I only worry about singing and dancing, turning into colorful clouds. Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Eight Poems for Palace Music" (13) The water of Jinghu Lake is like the moon, and the women of Yexi River are like snow.
New makeup and new waves, the scenery is two-dimensional. Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Five Poems for Yue Women" (14) A branch of red dew is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are heartbreaking.
May I ask who is similar to the Han Palace? Poor Feiyan relies on her new makeup. Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Three Poems of Qingping Diao" (15) Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold and reveals the rich dew.
If we hadn’t met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai. Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Three Poems of Qingping Diao" (16) The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.
"Song of Everlasting Regret" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty (17) The expression is strong, the meaning is far-reaching and true, and the texture is delicate and evenly distributed. Tang Dynasty Du Fu's "Beautiful People's Journey" (18) Pingping curled up for more than thirteen years, and the cardamom sprouts were in early February.
The spring breeze is ten miles away on Yangzhou Road, and it is not as good as rolling up the bead curtain. "Two Farewell Songs" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty (19) After the rain, the branches of cherries were covered with blood, and the flowers became red and purple.
Jin, Dong Jieyuan's "The Romance of the West Chamber" (20) As pretty as a peach in three springs, as pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns. Qing Dynasty, Chapter 68 (21) of "A Dream of Red Mansions" by Cao Xueqin: "The so-called beauty has flowers as appearance, birds as voice, the moon as god, willow as form, jade as bones, and ice and snow as skin. With the autumn water as the posture and the poetry as the heart, I am inseparable."
Ming Dynasty, Zhang Chao's "Four Beauties" in ancient times ============== Xi Shi=. ====================== Title: Slogan The King of Wu Beauty is Half Drunk Era: Tang Author: Li Bai Genre: Qijue Content: --------- ---------- The wind stirs the lotus flowers and the water palace is fragrant, and the King of Wu is having a banquet on the stage in Gusu. Xishi danced drunkenly and weakly, smiling and leaning on the white jade bed by the east window.
============== Diao Chan ======================== Title: Sujiang Month/Nian Nujiao Year: Song Author: Shen Gangsun Genre: Words Content: ------------------- I am visiting ancient times. Put the dust collar and make a sound of oar.
Laughing at the mighty waves of the Yao River, but recalling it like a whale swallowing. Sitting in the high wind, my bones are clear and my hair is cold, and I don't make any noise.
Where is the guest star? He left behind a portrait of Jiang Zhu. I would like to ask Zepan Yangqiu what happened at that time. He laughed at Yu Yangongwu.
Who doesn’t love Diao Chan with the golden seal? He is only promised to Han Yanchao. Fortunately, I have a high platform, and I am not willing to lose lightly compared to him.
The wine is drunk and roaring, and who is dancing gracefully. ============== Wang Zhaojun======================== Title: Passing Zhaojun Village in the Fourth Northeast of Guizhou Ten miles.
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi Genre: Five Ancients Content: ------------------- There is no seed for spiritual pearls, and there are no roots for colorful clouds. Just like that Shuzi, born in this humble village.
It is difficult to hide the most beautiful things, so they are suddenly selected into the king's door. The beauty alone is jealous of everyone, and it is finally abandoned in the fortress.
Isn’t this the only thing that shows mercy? Things must go according to the situation and cannot be left to the Supreme Being. White and black are changeable, so what's the point of painting? The bones of Daibei were buried, but the soul of Badong was not returned.
The misty night clouds and water make the old hometown still vague. Yanzi has been transformed for a long time, but the name of the village still exists.
There is an old man in the village who can give me advice. If you don’t take the precepts from those in the past, you may cause injustice to those who come.
To this day, the face of the village girl is burned into scars. ============== Concubine Yang======================== Title: Song of Everlasting Sorrow Era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Genre: Content of Qigu: ------------------- The emperor of Han Dynasty paid great attention to beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country, and Yu Yu couldn't get it for many years.
There is a daughter in the Yang family who has just grown up. She is raised in a boudoir and no one knows her. It’s hard to give up on your natural beauty, so you will choose to be by the side of the king.
Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color. In the cold spring, you can bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water will wash away your fat.
When the waiter lifted up the weakling, it was the beginning of a new grace. The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night.
The spring night is short and the sun is rising. From now on, the king will not go to court early. There is no leisure for Cheng Huan to serve banquets, and all the nights are dedicated to spring outings.
There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people love them all. The golden house is made up to serve as a charming servant at night, and the jade house is drunk and spring after the banquet.
Sisters and brothers are all nobles, and they are poor and glorious. Therefore, the hearts of parents all over the world are determined not to be reborn as a boy but to be reborn as a girl.
From the heights of Li Palace, blue clouds can be seen, and fairy music can be heard everywhere. Slow singing, slow dancing, silk and bamboo, the king can't see enough of it all day long.
The Yuyang Gong came with the instigation of the earth, shocking the song of colorful clothes and feathers. Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuzhong City Tower, and thousands of horses traveled southwest.
The green flowers wavered and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital. The Sixth Army had nothing to do but turned around and died in front of the horse.
No one can collect the flowers and leaves on the ground, and the emerald-winged gorse scratches his head. The king hid his face and could not save him. He looked back and saw the blood and tears flowing.
The yellow leaves are scattered in the wind, and the clouds linger in the sword pavilion. There are few people walking at the foot of Mount Emei, and the flags are dim and the sun is thin.
The water of the Shu River is green and the mountains of Shu are green, and the Holy Lord comes day and night. 3. Ancient poems about beauties
Li Bai's "Resentment":
The beauty rolls up the bead curtain and sits deep in the eyebrows.
But seeing wet tears, I don't know what I mean. Who do you hate?
Li Yannian "There is a Beauty in the North":
There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent.
Look at the charming city, then look at the charming country.
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I would rather not know a beautiful city or a beautiful country. Beautiful women are hard to come by!
Three poems from Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao Ci"
The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, and the spring breeze blows over the threshold and reveals the rich dew.
If we hadn’t met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai.
A branch of red dew is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain.
May I ask who is similar to the Han Palace? Poor Feiyan relies on her new makeup.
Famous beauties are in love with each other, and the king often laughs at them.
Explanation: The spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion leans against the railing in the north.
Du Mu's "Autumn Evening"
The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies.
The night sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega.
Wang Changling "Grudge between Boudoirs"
The young woman in her boudoir has no worries, and goes up to the green building with makeup on the spring day.
Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband and son-in-law to find a title.
In addition, poems by Du Mu, Wen Tingyun and others have similar descriptions
Cao Zijian's "Luo Shen Fu" and Yuefu's "Qin Luofu" (should be "Mo Shang Sang") ) are all describing beauty 4. 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, and the wind in the water palace brings pearls and greens. fragrant.
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 beautiful scenery conceals the present and the past, and the lotus flowers shy away from 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, and you will choose to 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 the 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 of 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 the empty valley.
Translation: There was a stunningly beautiful lady who lived in seclusion in a secluded deep mountain valley. 5. What are the lines in ancient poems that describe good women?
1. The quiet woman and her husband are waiting for me in the corner of the city. Love but not see, scratch one's head and hesitate. The quiet girl is promiscuous, which makes me troublesome. Tongguan Youwei, said that the girl is beautiful. Since shepherding and returning to grassland, it is beautiful and unique. The gangster girl is beautiful, and the beautiful woman is the beauty. ——(Pre-Qin Dynasty) Anonymous "Jing Nu"
Translation: Miss Jing Jing is so cute, invite me to come up to the corner tower. He deliberately hid it for me to find, and I was so anxious that I scratched my ears and cheeks. The demure girl has such a beautiful face. Give me a red tube. The bright red tube has brilliance, I love how bright the color is. I collected catkins in the countryside and gave them to me. The catkins are beautiful and rare. It’s not that the catkins are beautiful, it’s that beauties give each other great affection.
2. There is a girl riding in the car with a face as beautiful as Shunhua. The general will soar, the jade will fly. He is beautiful, Meng Jiang, both beautiful and beautiful. There is a female companion, who looks like Shunying. The generals will soar and fly, and the generals will wear jade. Meng Jiang is beautiful and his virtues are unforgettable. ——(Pre-Qin Dynasty) Anonymous "A Girl Riding in the Car"
Translation: The girl and I were riding in the car together, and her appearance was like a flower. His body is as light as a flying bird, and his precious jade shines brightly. She is a beautiful ginger girl with elegant and generous manners. The girl is traveling with me, her face is like a hibiscus flower. Her body is as light as a flying bird, and her jade pendants make a pleasant sound. The beautiful girl, whose surname is Jiang, has an unforgettable reputation.
3. The sun covers my sleeves in shame, and I am too lazy to put on my makeup in spring. ——(Tang Dynasty) Yu Xuanji "Gift to the Girl Next Door/Send to Li Yiyuan"
Translation: The beautiful girl next door covers her face with her sleeves during the day. In spring, she is even more melancholy and too lazy to dress up. It's all for a reason.
4. Wearing a dangerous crown and wide sleeves, wearing Chu palace makeup, walking alone in the courtyard and chasing the cool night. Since I am knocking jade hairpins and building bamboos, I can sing a clear song and the moon is like frost. ——(Tang Dynasty) Gao Shi's "Listening to the Songs of Zhang Liben"
Translation: The girl wore a tall hat, fluttered her broad sleeves, dressed like a southern aristocratic woman, and was alone in the cool night Stroll through the quiet courtyard. He knocked the bamboo on the steps with his jade hairpin and beat the beat. After singing a clear song, the moonlight looked very bright.
5. A Yue girl picks lotus flowers by the autumn water. The sleeves are narrow and light, revealing the double gold necklace. Picking flowers in the shadow looks like a face. There is only a trace of turmoil in the heart. ——(Song Dynasty) Ouyang Xiu "Butterfly Love Flower·Yue Girl Picking Lotus by the Autumn Water"
Translation: By the clear autumn water, a beautiful girl from the south of the Yangtze River is picking lotus. The light sleeves and the golden bracelets on her jade wrists outline her graceful figure and graceful figure. Her beautiful face was reflected in the water, competing with the beauty of the lotus. Her delicate hands picked the fragrant lotus root, but unexpectedly the "silky" strands of the lotus root aroused her lingering emotions. 6. Verses describing women’s faces in Tang poetry and Song lyrics
Her brows look like frowns but not frowns, and her eyes look like joy but not joy. They are filled with the sorrow of two dimples, which is a disease of their whole body.
Tears a little, panting slightly. When you are quiet, you are like a beautiful flower shining on the water; when you are moving, you are like a weak willow supporting the wind.
The heart has one more hole than the stem, and the disease is like Xizi, which is three points better. Looking at the charming city and then looking at the charming country, the skin is as beautiful as porcelain, the lips are like cherry blossoms, the bright eyes are white, the teeth are clever, the smile is beautiful, the beautiful eyes are looking forward to the slim willows, if a thin waist is increased by one point, it is too long, if it is reduced by one point, it is too short; Shi Zhu is too Red, pink is too white.
Willow leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a small cherry mouth, a willow waist as thin as a pen holder, and a voice like a swallow or a warbler. The pink fragrance is weak and lonely. When you look back and smile, you will be charming. The pink in the sixth house has no color.
The mouth is not pointed but contains pills, the eyebrows are not painted but horizontal green. I stop playing on the swing and get up to straighten my slender hands.
The dew is thick, the flowers are thin, the sweat is thin and the clothes are light.
When I see someone coming, my socks and gold hairpin slip away, and I leave in shame. Leaning against the door and looking back, I sniff the green plum blossoms.
The so-called beauty should use flowers as its appearance, birds as its voice, the moon as its god, jade as its bones, ice and snow as its skin, autumn water as its posture, and poetry as its heart. The hibiscus on the embroidered curtain smiled, leaning against the precious duck and kissing her fragrant cheeks, her eyes moved and others guessed.
The full palace waist is slender. Only when you are old will you be hairpin-year-old.
Having just been aroused by the romance, the couple wears double buns. When you first learn to apply strict makeup, you will feel as if you are slimming your body, timid and shy about your emotions.
What a charming move. Her brows are as pale as autumn water, her jade muscles dance gracefully in the gentle breeze, and her waist is soft.
Zhang Tailiu, Zhaoyang Yan. There are brocade robes and crowns, there are banquets in beautiful halls, and it is a place where a lot of money is competing for selection.
Gu Xiang builds the work, the silk tube is first adjusted, leaning on the breeze, the ring trembles slightly. When you first enter the neon clothes, you will be all over the place.
Show off your talent and gradually push the sandalwood board. Slowly drooping the rosy sleeves, hurrying towards the lotus steps, advancing and retreating with a thousand changes in appearance.
No matter what, the country and the city are overwhelmed, and looking back temporarily, thousands of people are heartbroken. Listen to the sonorous sound of the ring. The dimples smile with spring peaches, the clouds pile up in green buns, the lips are blooming with cherry blossoms, and the pomegranate teeth are fragrant. The slender waist is beautiful, the snow is dancing in the wind, the pearls and emeralds are shining, the forehead is full of goose yellow, and the rhombus leaves are lingering in the lotus. The wind is blowing, and the boat is passing deep among the lotus flowers.
When the man wanted to speak, he lowered his head and smiled, while the jade scratched his head and fell into the water. Haunting among the flowers, it is appropriate to be angry or happy, wandering on the pond, as if flying, smiling, and saying nothing, the lotus steps suddenly move, waiting to stop, but want to go. I admire his good qualities, ice Pure jade, envious of his gorgeous clothes, gleaming articles. Most importantly, the look back and smile, all kinds of charm twinkling around the eyebrows.
Her cheeks are dyed red, and her earrings are swaying with pearls. The clouds on the temples are soaked in ink, and the phoenix hairpin is placed on the head to fly.
The spring onions and jade fingers are like orchids, and the three-inch golden lotus is like an ingot. The cloud sleeves are lightly swayed to dance with butterflies, and the slender waist is slowly twisted with floating silk ribbons.
Love the other's appearance, fragrant and jade-carved, admire the other's attitude, the phoenix is ??in the sky and the dragon is soaring. How is its element, the spring plum blossoms are blooming in the snow. How is its purity, the autumn chrysanthemum is covered with frost. How is it quiet? How is it, the pines grow in the empty valley. How is its beauty, the clouds reflect the clear pond. How is its writing, the dragon swims in the winding marsh. What is its spirit, the moon shines on the cold river. I should be ashamed of Xizi, but I am really ashamed of Wang Qiang. It's so strange, where was he born, and where did he come from? He Fang, believe it or not, Yaochi is the same, Zifu is unparalleled. Who is it? So beautiful! Just leaving Liuwu, I first came out of the flower house. But where I walked, I was startled by birds in the courtyard and trees. When I was about to arrive, my shadow was in the cloister. Immortal mantles were fluttering, I smelled the fragrance of musk orchids, and my lotus clothes were about to move------- -------------------------------------------------- --- Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, and graceful as a wandering dragon. The autumn chrysanthemums are shining brightly, and the spring pines are blooming brightly.
It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and flutters like the snow covered by the flowing wind. Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the morning glow of the sun; looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as a flower rising from Lubo.
If the shoulders are cut into shape, the waist will be as plain as it should be. The neck is extended to show off the neck, and the beauty is exposed.
The fragrance is unparalleled, and the beauty is unparalleled. The cloud bun is in E'e, and the eyebrows are trimmed in Lianjuan.
The red lips are bright on the outside, the teeth are white on the inside, the eyes are bright and good at seeing, and the dimples assist the power. Gorgeous and elegant, the appearance is quiet and the body is leisurely.
Tender and charming, charming in words. (Luo Shen Fu) The woods are gloomy, the mist is thick, and the sweet smell is still there. The flowers are there.
I've never seen that. The flowers are extremely large, white and green, with four petals facing each other, like palms about to be closed, more like a big blue and white bowl.
The clouds are returning to Xiu, the flowers are speechless, the smoke is spreading across the forest, the mountains are sinking and shining in the distance, and the crescent moon is gradually becoming clear. From a distance, I saw him coming.
Walking alone, blue shirts flying, full of eyes. The wild mountain flowers suddenly danced in the wind into a huge whirlwind.
I turned around and ran back to the hut. Ignoring my grandmother's doubts, I gently climbed up the old plum tree. The sparse shadows are slanting, and the faint fragrance is floating. Each plum blossom is like a white butterfly flying under the moonlight, with red stamens dotted, like the sudden ecstasy and sadness in my heart.
He finally stood under the plum tree. Under the moonlight, I saw his slightly raised pale face, his eyes full of surprise and joy. I laughed, the laughter was clear and bright... I was finally going to walk into my story, hold his hand, and walk into the inevitable ending.
As the mountain road winds and goes further and further away, I hear the bells and drums of the dusk of the world, and the lights of thousands of houses are unfolding the joys and sorrows of the world to me. I suddenly looked back and saw all the flowers in my dream - the vast field of purple peonies that were noble and melancholy, the patch of vermilion peonies that were warm and elegant, the field of goose-yellow roses that were delicate and bright, the white ones. The lilies were pure and elegant, and the pink cherry blossoms on the tree were brilliant and sad... They fell one after another the moment I looked back, and the mountain road where I came was covered with red. At the end of the road, the hut where I had lived for thousands of years had turned into ashes. The huge green grave is covered with luxuriant grass. The old plum tree leans in the air, powerful and fierce, and all the plum blossoms fly up into the deep blue sky.
"I know the snow is heavy late at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo every now and then." "Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom." The snowflakes are as big as mats, and they are blowing down Xuanyuan Terrace. "The poems describing the snow, the poetic and picturesque pictures are full of vitality, don't worry about the flying flowers, and the dragon scales dancing in thousands of houses overnight.
The mountains and fields are covered with thick blankets of fur and velvet, and the trees are covered with gauze. Urchins rush from lane to lane to attack the fortress, while friends sit around the fire and sip tea.
Where is the jade soul and ice muscle? I like to see the garden grass sprouting new shoots. 1. The dance turns back to the red sleeves, and the song melancholy collects the green tint.
The whole hall is full of sunshine, and the seats are decorated with beautiful figures. 2. Water Dragon Song by Lu Tonglao. With pure skin and innocence, he comes to the Yuli Yao Pond at dawn.
The pavilion is covered with verdant green, full of plain dimples, and the makeup is washed away in time. The Taiye ripples, the neon clothes are dancing, the soul is broken and the water flows.
The old days are still fragrant and pink, the flowers are not the same, and the people are haggard. I want to call Fairy Lingbo.
The boat is like a boat, and the waves are thousands of miles. I just worry about looking back, the ice curtain is half-covered, and the bright stars are falling randomly.
The shadow of the moon is melancholy, the dew is scattered, who can lean on the small lantern. In ***Fangmeng, there are still amphibious snow egrets, which are startled by the cold night.
3. Lotus Picking Dance Ruigong Langyuan. Listen to Emperor Juntian's music and know him several times.
Fighting like the world, a new song of picking lotus. The willow waist is light and the oriole's tongue is chirping.
Who will tie you to the carefree mist? Helpless, Tianjie has already urged the class to change.
But riding on the colorful luan, the hibiscus looks sideways. I hope to accompany you to this banquet every year.
Watching Lady Gongsun’s Disciples Dance with Swords and Utensils Author: Du Fu On October 19, the second year of the Dali calendar, I met Yuan Zhi at the house of Kui Mansion. 7. Ancient poems describing women
Palace
Yuan Zhen
The ancient palace is lonely,
The palace flowers are lonely and red.
The white-headed palace maid is here,
sitting around and talking about Xuanzong.
Palace Ci
Zhu Qingyu
When the courtyard gate is closed when the flowers are silent, beauties stand side by side in the palace.
He wanted to talk about palace affairs with passion, but the parrot in front did not dare to say anything.
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No one sees the flowers falling every year,
The spring springs come out of the ditch.
Autumn Evening ①
Du Mu
The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the light and small fans flutter against the flowing fireflies ②.
"Bouise Resentment" by Wang Changling of the Heavenly Stage Night
The young woman in the boudoir knows no worries, and goes up to the green building with her makeup on the spring day.
Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband and son-in-law to find a title. The color is as cool as water, lying down watching Altair and Vega ③.
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Zheng Chouyu
I walked through Jiangnan
The face that waits for the season is like the blooming and falling of a lotus
If the east wind does not come, the catkins of March will not fly
Your heart is like a small lonely city
Just like a bluestone street towards the evening
The sound is silent, the spring curtain of March is not lifted
Your heart is a small window tightly closed
My Dada’s horse hooves are beautiful mistakes
I am not a returnee, but a passer-by... 8. Please give me ancient poems describing beautiful women, more than ten poems are required
1. "Frost Moon" Li Shangyin first heard that Zhengyan has no cicadas, and the water is hundreds of feet high. Catch the sky.
The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. 2. "Two Songs for a Singing Girl" by Li Shangyin The water essence is like a wishful jade chain, and the Caicheng city is in danger, but the beauty will not be ruined.
The red blooming cherries contain white snow, and the sound of heartbreak sings the sun. There is nothing we can do about missing each other during the day, but the city is constantly passing by at night.
I only know how to lose weight when spring comes, but I don’t know how to gain weight alone when spring comes. 3. Xianghe Song Ci·Wang Zhaojun and King Luo Bin shrink their appearance and say leopard's tail, and hold back their resentment to save dragon's scales. The golden moon shines brightly in the Han Dynasty, and the jade chopsticks stain the dust.
The mirror is dark and the willow leaves are dark. Only Qingjia music, when I hear the fragrant trees in spring.
4 Xi Shi Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty The flower girl is like a flower girl at the foot of Zhuluo Mountain, occupying the spring on the stage of Gusu. A smile cannot forget the enemy's country, and there are heroes everywhere in the five lakes.
5 Passing Huaqing Palace Du Mu Chang'an looked back at the piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors opened one after another on the top of the mountain. Riding on the red dust concubine smiled, no one knew it was lychee.
6. Song of Everlasting Regret Author: Bai Juyi The emperor of Han Dynasty paid great attention to beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country. For many years, he couldn’t get it from Yu Yu. There is a daughter in the Yang family who has just grown up. She is raised in a boudoir and no one knows her.
It’s hard to give up on natural beauty, and once you choose it, you will be on the side of the king. Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color.
In the cold spring, bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water will wash away the fat. The waiter helped her weakly, and it was the beginning of her new grace.
The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night. The spring night is short and the sun is high, and from now on the king will not go to court early.
There is no leisure for Cheng Huan to serve banquets, and he spends all his time traveling from spring to night. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people love her.
The golden house is made up to serve as a charming servant at night, and the jade house is drunk and spring after the banquet. Sisters and brothers are all from the earth, poor and glorious.
This makes the hearts of parents all over the world not to be reborn as boys but as girls. The blue clouds are rising from the heights of Li Palace, and the wind of fairy music can be heard everywhere.
Slow singing, slow dancing, and silk and bamboo condensation, the king is not satisfied with it. Yuyang's flying dragon stirs the earth, shocking the colorful clothes and feathers.
Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuchong City Tower, and thousands of horses rode southwest. The green flowers swayed and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital.
The Sixth Army had no choice but to turn around and die in front of the horse. There is no one to collect the flowers and leaves on the ground, and the green buds and jade are scratching their heads.
The king hid his face and could not be saved. Looking back, blood and tears flowed. The yellow leaves are scattered in the wind, and the clouds linger in the sword pavilion.
There are few people walking at the foot of Mount Emei, and the flags are dull and the sun is thin. The water of the Shu River is green, the mountains of Shu are green, and the Holy Lord loves each other day and night.
Seeing the moon in the palace makes me sad, and hearing the sound of broken bells in the rain at night. The sky spins and the sun turns back to Long Yu. He hesitates and cannot go.
In the soil at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yu Yan died. The monarch and his ministers looked after each other with all their clothes on, and looked eastward at the capital gate to return on horseback.
When I return, the ponds and gardens are all the same, with Taiye hibiscus and young willows. Hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows, how can I not shed tears about this?
The peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze at night, and the sycamore leaves fall in the autumn rain. There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red leaves that are not swept away.
The disciples in Liyuan have new white hair, and the prisoner Qing'e in Jiaofang is old. The fireflies in the evening palace are quietly thinking, and the solitary lamp has been used up before they can fall asleep.
The long night begins with bells and drums, and the stars are about to dawn. The mandarin duck tiles are frosty and heavy, and the jade quilt is cold. Who cares?
After so many years of separation between life and death, my soul never came to sleep. Linqiong Taoist priests from Hongdu can reach the soul with their sincerity.
In order to appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the alchemists to search diligently. Empty and control the energy, it rushes like electricity, ascending to heaven and earth to seek everywhere.
The blue sky above and the yellow spring below are nowhere to be seen. Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea. The mountain was in the ethereal place.
The exquisite pavilion is filled with five clouds, among which there are many fairies. One of them has a character called Tai Zhen, and his skin and appearance are all mixed.
Knock on the jade in the west chamber of the Golden Palace, and if you turn to Xiaoyu, you will be rewarded with double success. Smell the emperor's envoy from the Han family, the dream in Jiuhua tent is frightened.
Pushing clothes and pillows, I wandered back and forth, and the silver screen of beads and foil spread out. The hair on the temples is half fresh and sleeping, and the flower crown is not neat when I come out of the hall.
The wind blows and the fairy mantle is fluttering and lifted up, just like the dancing of colorful clothes and feathers. The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.
Looking at the king with affection, his voice and appearance are blurry. Love is overwhelming in Zhaoyang Palace, and the sun and moon are long in Penglai Palace.
Turning back and looking down at the world, Chang'an is nowhere to be seen, dust and mist are visible. Only the old things show deep affection, and the golden hairpins are sent to the future.
Leave one strand of the hairpin to form a fan, break the gold hairpin into two halves. But the teaching heart is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth.
I sent my farewell message again with sincerity, in which I vowed to know each other. On July 7th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, no one was whispering in the middle of the night.
In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth, I wish to be a twig. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever.
7 Luo Shen Fu. Cao Zhi In the third year of Huangchu, I went to the capital and returned to Luochuan.
The ancients said that the god of Si water was named Mi Fei. Feeling about Song Yu's love for the goddess of the King of Chu, he wrote this poem.
The words said: I came from the capital and returned to the Eastern Fan. Carry on the back of Yique, cross the Yuan, pass through Tonggu, and reach Lingjing Mountain.
The sun is tilting towards the west, and the carriages and horses are in trouble. Er is a tax driver in Henggao, a horse in Zhitian, a Rongyu in Yanglin, and a wanderer in Luochuan.
Then the spirit moved and the mind was frightened, and suddenly the thoughts were scattered. I didn't notice it when I looked down, but I looked up and saw a beautiful woman on the bank of the rock.
Then he came to the aid of the emperor and told him, "Do you have anyone who can compete with him? Who is he? How beautiful is this!" The emperor said to him, "I heard that the name of the god of Heluo is Mi Fei. But what the king sees is nothing? What's its condition? I would like to hear it.
I told him: "Its shape is as graceful as a frightened giant, and graceful as a swimming dragon. The autumn chrysanthemums are shining brightly, and the spring pine trees are gorgeous.
It looks like it is covered by light clouds. The moon is swaying like snow in the flowing wind. Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the morning glow; looking at it, it is as bright as a flower emerging from Lubo. Cut into shape, the waist is as plain as possible.
The neck is extended and the neck is exposed. Bright on the outside, bright teeth on the inside, bright eyes, and good facial expressions.
The appearance is elegant, the body is quiet and graceful, and the words are charming.
, the bone statue corresponds to the picture. The brilliance of the robe is bright, and the beauty of Eryao and green is shining.
The faint fragrance of orchid is lingering in the corner of the mountain, so I suddenly wander around and play.
I lean on the Caiyan on the left and the cassia flag on the right. . Go to the Marsh of God to pick up the Xuanzhi.
I am happy with its beauty, but the unscrupulous matchmaker wants to pick it up. < /p>
I hope that the sincerity will come first, and I will use the jade pendant to understand the beauty's faith and practice, and Qiang will learn etiquette and make poetry. It's a period of time. I'm afraid that I will bully my family.
Feeling sad and hesitant, I am hesitant and calm. .
Then Luo Ling was wandering, and the divine light was coming and going, and the body was standing like a crane, as if it was about to fly.
Jian Jiao Tu. It's strong and strong, the steps are thin and fragrant. The chant is long and long, and the sound is mournful and long.
You are a mixed group of spirits, who are ordered to play in the clear stream or fly. In Shenzhu, they were picking up pearls or picking up green feathers. The two concubines from Nanxiang and the traveling girls from Hanbin.
Sighing the incomparable melons, chanting the solitude of the morning glory. The light waves are flowing freely, and the sleeves are repaired to extend the waves.
Xiu Xun flies like a god, and the mausoleum waves are faint.