Poetry about women's happiness 1. Ancient poems describing women's happiness
Banji's attitude of continuing history, Xie Ting's attitude of singing snow.
Badong has Wushan, with a graceful face.
Diane's eyebrows are far away, and the green temples are thick with spring smoke.
The makeup is reflected in the song fan, the clothes are scattered in the dance, the beads are smeared on Luo Mei, and the golden cup is handed to the plain hand.
The willow tree next door is very weak, curled up like the waist of the fifteenth daughter.
The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, so it was the real marginal person.
Constant folding of a thousand gold smiles, long hanging double jade crows
Turn around and walk away, just like a willow waving a flower and smiling at the beginning.
Beads don't move, eyebrows don't move, and lead China is naive.
The girl in the building played the violin, and she sighed for a long time.
American talent adjustment letter, not this eyebrow or fairness.
Beautiful, fragrant for three years.
Eyebrows will compete with willows for green, and faces will compete with peaches for red.
Beauty was full of flowers at that time, and it was fragrant for three years.
Fingers like cutting onion roots, mouth like containing dani, fine steps, unparalleled.
A delicate hand, snow-white wrist reveals its shape.
Step on your feet and shine on your head.
Fold up the slender waist in small steps, revealing the wrist in gauze.
There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent,
Take care of the city first, then the country.
Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.
She told me that she came from a good family and now she is humble to the dust.
When the problem appeared in the customs area, her brother and close relatives were killed.
What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .
The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.
Her husband, with a wandering heart, is looking for a new face like jade.
When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.
All he can see is the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love!
The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain.
Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.
She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers.
She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.
Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken.
Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.
Famous flowers fall in love and laugh like kings.
Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is northward.
There should be many more, hehe
Li Bai's resentment
How beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement and sitting with a frown.
I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
Poems in The Book of Songs: Shuoren;
Hands are soft, skin is solidified,
Collar like dragonfly, teeth like rhinoceros.
A cicada's head is like an eyebrow, with a clever smile,
My eyes look forward to it. Look at the whole city,
Think about the country again.
Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow: As long as she turns her head and smiles, there will be a hundred spells being cast, and the powder and paint in the Sixth Palace will all go up in smoke.
2. Ancient poems describing female beauty
Ban Ji continues history, while Xie Ting sings snow. Badong has Wushan Mountain, graceful goddess, beautiful eyebrows, green temples and thick spring smoke. The makeup is reflected in the song fan, the clothes are scattered in the dance wind, the beads are smeared in Luomei, and the golden cup is passed to the plain hand. The willows next door are soft and curly, just like the waist flowers of the fifteenth daughter. Before a song ends with a beautiful sigh, let this eyebrow or beauty bloom with flowers. Today, it has been three years since I heard that I want to compete with willow for green and peach for beauty. Up to now, three years later, she still has a fragrance, such as peeling onion roots, and her mouth is full of Dany. She walked with fine steps, chinese odyssey, her wrists were covered with snow, and she stood on tiptoe.
She told me that she came from a good family and now she is humble to the dust. When the problem appeared in the customs area, her brother and close relatives were killed.
What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? . The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.
Her husband, with a wandering heart, is looking for a new face like jade. When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.
All he can see is the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love! The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain. Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.
She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers. She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.
Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them. If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken. Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.
Famous flowers fall in love and laugh like kings. Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is northward.
There should be many how beautiful she looks, open the pearl window and sit with a frown. I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
The poem "Shuo Ren" in The Book of Songs: Soft, skin-setting, collar like dragonfly, teeth like rhinoceros, bow your head, smile on your eyebrows and look forward to it. Take care of the whole city first, then the country.
Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow: As long as she turns her head and smiles, there will be a hundred spells being cast, and the powder and paint in the Sixth Palace will all go up in smoke.
3. What are the poems describing the beauty of women in The Book of Songs?
1, soft hands, solidified skin, collar like a salamander (qiú qí), teeth like a rhinoceros, a cicada's head drooping and eyes looking forward to it.
Source: The Book of Songs Feng Wei Shuo Ren, anonymous.
Ten fingertips are as sharp as white tender grass buds, skin as white as cream, neck as high as longicorn larvae, and teeth arranged like gourds. A square forehead like a cicada, a thin eyebrow like a silkworm moth's antenna, a clever smile from two cymbals, and watery eyes are particularly charming.
2. There are Haehser in the mountains and cockroaches in the mountains. Who is in my heart? Western beauty. He is beautiful, but he is a westerner.
Source: The Book of Songs, National Style, Ode to a Strong Wind and Jane Xi, anonymous.
Hazelnut trees grow on high mountains, and Ku Ridge grows in places with low humidity. Who do you miss? The beauty of the west is in my heart. Beauty has gone without a trace, and it is difficult for the west to express its feelings.
3. Quiet girl, I am in the corner of the city. Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head.
Source: The Book of Songs: Fine Women, anonymous.
How beautiful that demure girl is, she agreed to wait for me at the corner of the city; After she came, she hid herself and made me scratch my head.
There are trees in the south, don't worry. There are women on the Han River who want to pursue the impossible. The Hanshui River is so vast that it is impossible to cross it. The river is so long that it is impossible to take a raft.
Source: The Book of Songs, National Style and Nan Zhou Hanguang, anonymous.
There are trees in the south of Hanshui River, but I don't want to explore the forest. The beauty on the other side is swimming, but my heart yearns for it. Hanshui River is deep and wide, and the water is too wide to swim. Hanshui soup is so long that it can't be crossed by raft.
5. Smile and expect.
Source: Anonymous poem "Feng Wei Tells People".
The forehead is square, the eyebrows are thin, the smile is smart and beautiful, and the beautiful eyes are full of affection.
6. From grazing to return, beauty is different. It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection.
Source: The Book of Songs: Fine Women, anonymous.
Since I came back from grazing, I feel so beautiful and special more and more. It's not the grass that looks good, but the beauty gave it to me herself!
4. sentences describing women's beauty
Smile and expect.
(The Book of Songs. (Shuoren) Adding one point is too long, subtracting one point is too short, the powder is too white, and the vermilion is too red. (Song Yu's "The Lothario") Although the beauty is drunk, it is more charming.
(Song Yu evokes the soul >) Beauty hides today, but lotus flowers are ashamed. There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent.
Take care of the city first, then the country. (A song by Li Yannian) If you are surprised, if you are Youlong.
(Cao Zhiluo's "Divine Endowment") Who would have noticed that Yue girl with a white jade face, humble and poor, was alone, washing silk by the river? . (Wang Wei's Song of Luoyang Girls >) Hibiscus is not as beautiful as beauty makeup, and the water temple smells fragrant.
(Wang Changling's Autumn Hatred in the West Palace) is receptive, aloof, sweet and sincere, with soft and delicate skin and well-proportioned bones. (Du Fu's Two Ways >) As handsome as Zhi Tao in the third spring, as flat as chrysanthemum in the ninth autumn.
(The sixty-eighth chapter of A Dream of Red Mansions).
5. The sentence about happiness is aesthetic.
To me, your name is always the most charming word. You know, when I called your name, I was pouring out my deepest feelings. If I can't find you, I will shout your name to the sky until you appear.
The romance of the flower sea, the aestheticism of myth and the so-called beautiful encounter may be just a fairy tale telling the distant world, a last dream, or just a passer-by in each other's lives. No matter how long it takes, you will always be my sun. I am the moon, yes, but without you, I am just a dark planet.
Lonely night because of your insomnia, I lost my dream mood, but I have no dream since then, but I still have you in my dream! Meeting you is pure providence, and I fall in love with you wholeheartedly. The person you loved, you have no regrets, and you will only be satisfied if you get it. Even if I own the whole world, I will not be satisfied, unless, let me own you and give me a corner with you.
Love is happy because of persistence, and love is also painful because of persistence; Love is born by fate, and love is scattered by fate. Wealth, wisdom, freedom, love, God only gives three, I want the last three, give two, I want the last two, give one, dear, I want the last one.
I like being under your control like this, dead girl. Remember that I will never forget you in my life. Purple lavender is everywhere, which is the sustenance of happiness! Ears swaying in the wind are unique waiting for you! I also wish you, my friend, that your love is no longer waiting, and happiness is as light and fragrant as lavender. Our tomorrow is as romantic and beautiful as its purple! I quietly sang a monologue on the stage of Nuoda University, trying to interpret our beautiful love with my heart, but I was wrong ... Love needs two people. At the end of the dim light, you bow your head as if in a dream ... It hurts ... It turns out that you are just an outsider in your dream home ... just because it may change, don't refuse to say that beautiful oath; Don't be afraid to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting just because you may be separated. No matter where you go, my heart is following your trail, and every footprint you leave on the ground will make me excited.
Close your eyes, you are still so clear, just like we broke up yesterday, I miss you so much. Love is beautiful because of romance and sublimated because of marriage. Romance is the pursuit of love, and stability is the ultimate destination of love.
I long for a warmth that can ripple from my heart. However, in fact, every avenue leading to sunshine is full of bumps.
Love is when an abandoned soul meets a happy encounter.