Light and Elegant Category:
A black hair is gently raised with butterfly steps, and a butterfly carved from a night pearl emits a faint light on the forehead. The white skin is like a newly shelled egg. , the big eyes twinkled as if they could talk, the small red lips and the white color of the skin were more distinct, and a pair of small dimples were evenly distributed on both sides of the cheeks. When she smiled lightly, the dimples were looming on the cheeks, she was as cute as a fairy. Her face is like a hibiscus, her eyebrows are like willows, her eyes are more charming than peach blossoms, and her skin is like snow. A little elegant, wearing cherry blue embroidered silk palace shoes, without losing the atmosphere at all. Simple yet elegant, charming and graceful. The temples are lined with beads, and the eyes are like stars and the moon, and the powdered windows can detect people. Slightly seductive but not charming, she wears a light red floor-length water-sleeved double-breasted gauze dress, an aqua double-disc drizzle cold silk water skirt, and a light pink double-strap fringed light robe. A white brocade belt is used to cover the uncontrollable slender figure. The waist is tied up, and in the hand is a handkerchief embroidered with pink butterflies and flowers. Wuran is a charming person, talking and laughing, but lacks the courtesy of the world. The elegance of the cut-off era is nowhere to be found, only the shadow of the slender wind falls like dust. The mole born between the eyebrows is as proud as a red plum in the cold winter.
The eyes are like water, but with an air of talkative coldness, seeming to be able to see through everything. The fingers are slender, the skin is like gelatin, and the snow white is pink, as if it can wring water. A pair of red lips, smiling sweetly. , every move seems to be dancing, with long black shiny hair, untied hair, black hair dancing in the wind, emitting a fragrance, slender waist, slender limbs, with a fairy-like refined temperament, wearing white clothes lying on the floor, with dark patterns of rusty butterflies on it , one black hair is lightly raised with butterfly tassels, a butterfly carved from a night pearl on her forehead emits a faint light, her eyebrows are lightly swept, and there is no powder on her face, but she still cannot conceal her stunning appearance. She wears a lavender dress and a jacket. This piece of pure white gauze vividly reflects the graceful figure. Her waist-long hair was flying all over the sky due to being blown by the wind, with a few strands of hair flying playfully in front. There was no decoration on her head, just a light blue ribbon, gently tying up a strand of hair. Wearing a necklace around her neck, her skin was as white as snow, as if she were a fairy descending to earth. She smiled charmingly, bewitching Yangcheng and Cai. A sky blue bracelet lay casually on her wrist, which made her skin white, tender and shiny. The eyes are as pure as water, and occasionally a little melancholy, giving people a feeling of being unattainable. The red mouth is slightly pursed, giving people a delicate look.
The ink pupils were lightly misted, and he caressed the jade bracelet on his wrist. His thin lips like cherry blossoms raised a soft smile, the March breeze blew through his sleeves, and the mist of the river illuminated the flowers. If you talk about the beauty of the country, it is not enough to conquer the world. However, she is graceful and beautiful, with some inexplicable melancholy in her eyebrows. She is covered with light makeup, but her face is plain but more beautiful than any beauty. Wearing a light blue dress with simple colors and simple floral decorations, she is elegant, refined and naturally beautiful. The light blue silk tunic has plum blossoms embroidered on the fabric with dark blue silk thread, extending from the skirt to the waist, adding a bit of cool temperament. A plain wide belt tightened her slim waist, showing off her slim figure. Wearing a light blue open gauze coat, draped loosely on the shoulders. The cuffs and neckline are trimmed with blue silk thread, and the hollow butterfly pattern is right in front of the plum blossoms on the middle coat. It sways gently as people move around, just like real butterflies flying gracefully. Every move causes the gauze garment to have some ripples. feel. Three thousand worry silks were tied into a silk bun, decorated with only a wooden hairpin, giving it a touch of femininity and charm. The willow-leaf eyebrows are drawn with charcoal black, which highlights the fair and delicate skin, and the brilliance of the smart eyes is revealed in the movement of the eyes. Applying pink rouge makes the skin look white and rosy, and only applying light red lipstick on the lips, making her look pretty and charming. The noon breeze caresses the face and wakes her up, the water-red skirt is embroidered with two butterflies, the pearls are tied with blue silk and the willow moon is in the bun, and a bit of bright red falls between the eyebrows. The makeup is correct, the hem of the skirt is lifted, the lotus is on the body, and the jade is standing upright. It is in line with the saying that the mud will not be stained, and the lotus will not be evil.
She has a complexion like snow, a graceful figure, a fairy-like appearance, and an appearance that is world-famous. It's as beautiful as an orchid in an empty valley, and as clear as a narcissus on the waves. With a touch of water mist. Beauty contains three parts of majesty, three parts of heroism and three parts of cuteness. Looking from a distance and looking up close, there is a charm coming out of the bones. Those who have fallen into the world will not eat fireworks. He has a Tsinghua bearing and a charming demeanor. It's too scary to look at. Look up at the green mountains and look back at the dusk clouds. Her manners are graceful and extraordinary, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world. Wearing a white gauze dress, it gives people a clear and transparent feeling. There is a light purple gauze ribbon on both shoulders. A gust of wind blows, and the dust is elegant, just like a fairy descending to the earth. On a windless day, the gauze ribbon clings to the The exquisite and delicate figure on her body is vividly reflected, like the snow-white orchids at the bottom of a deep valley, exuding alienation and loneliness from the bones. Just standing so quietly in front of you can make people feel painful.
Seductive Category:
Qianqian’s fingers are dyed with cinnamon, she looks at the rhombus mirror, purses her lips, adds some inexplicable sadness to her brows and eyes, wraps her face with light makeup, and looks plain. But beauty is better than any beauty. The bright red lips, along the corners of the mouth, are just a hint of subtle meaning, as if they were accidentally dyed by haze. The black hair is completed into a simple flow of clouds on the temples, and the red film is picked up and lightly sipped, the ink pupils are faintly shining, Caressing the jade bracelet on her wrist, her thin lips like cherry blossoms evoked a soft smile, the March breeze ruffled her sleeves, and a river of mist illuminated her face. If you talk about the beauty of the country, it is not enough to conquer the world. But it is the graceful beauty of the sky, the gentle breeze blows by the Qinxin Lake, thousands of flowers are swinging, the fragrance of chrysanthemums sleeps on the wild paths, the roses are powerless to pour out the dust, the wind whispers about the beautiful flowers all night long, and countless residual flowers cover the ground. I am smiling quietly, sitting upright in front of the mirror, stirring up the dust, but the dimple on my lips is unreachable and erratic, my phoenix eyes are slightly raised, and there is a hint of charm.
Wearing a White House suit of brocade and pear blossoms inlaid with silver and flowing clouds, the waist is crocheted with light goose yellow concentric knots and decorated with silk tassels. The waist is so slender that it is too full to hold. The skirt of the skirt is flying, and the pleated pear blossom cloud edge, mud gold, fire luan, dark pattern, laughing nightmare silk is trailing to the ground, covered with a layer of light yellow smoke clouds and soft watery crepe, which is hazy when sitting sideways, making people unable to see clearly. The hand is gently placed on the knee, and an ancient silver hooked red kite and sunrise hollow bracelet on the wrist reveals the vicissitudes of the times. The woman's face is so beautiful that the country and the city are captivated, and her dark eyebrows are slightly green. There are a few wisps of fiery red dots in the corners of the eyes, the golden eyelashes are long and curved, casting a gorgeous shadow on the eyes, and the pearl-colored eyeliner is made of silver.
Action:
The glass-inlaid gold Wusu hairpin in the hair is shining with golden light, the light starlight is lingering on the eyes, the corners of the mouth are light and charming, and the faint light lingers on the eye sockets. Slowly walking on the gravel road, a faint lingering fragrance emerged from the corner of the mouth, waved his sleeves, raised his eyebrows, and smiled
his bright eyes moved slightly, waved his bright lips, and opened his red lips lightly The tone seemed to be inclusive, and there was an aura of luxury in the coldness
A beautiful smile appeared on her face, the black hair on her head was playing in the wind, and her slender hands were gently lifted up. , looking like a tender fairy, she smiled lightly
After that, she took a sip of tea with her red lips and put it in its place. The fragrance of tea was still lingering in her mouth. Suddenly, she smelled the momentum of violence, and she said nothing.
Outlining the most bloodthirsty smile, he spoke softly,
The eyes were broken and flowing, and the ink clothes were printed with hairpins. The red lips are slightly opened
The red lips are slightly opened, and the breath is like orchid, and the white white teeth are exposed just right. Looking at them, I feel a sudden feeling of love
Hearing this, I feel panicked and kneel on the ground in pain. , like a severe whiplash, the scars extend to the heart and lungs... After a pause, tears appeared in the eyes, rolling down to the apex of the heart..., pause, words
A faint smile on the corner of the lips concealed the luxury in the eyes
Talent:
(Painting)
The spring breeze passed by, thousands of flowers swayed, and begonias swayed The fragrance sleeps on the wild path, the roses are powerless to pour out the dust, the wind whispers about the good flowers all night long, countless residual flowers cover the ground brocade, get up, the pavilions and buildings are Xie Haitang, the Qingwu flows, the meandering water, the lush forest, the bamboos, the water waves, the reflection, the winding corridor, the ups and downs, hiding the dew, farewell to me. , dipped in cinnabar to paint the petals; dipped in autumn fragrance to paint birds, dipped in frost to paint chandeliers; dipped in rouge to make red lips, dipped in white jade face; dipped in conch to make eyebrows, dipped in crow green to make eyes; dipped in silver and vermilion to make clothes, Dip it in red gold to make a bracelet; dip it in tooth color to make a belt; dip it in black to make a hair color; dip it in lotus root to make a necklace; dip it in emerald to make a hosta; dip it in jade color to make an arm; dip it in amber to make a golden lotus; dip it in green water to make a beautiful lake, dip it in a flower. The blue is painted with slight ripples; the sky is painted with ultramarine, the grass is painted with stone green; the tables and chairs are painted with red sandalwood, and the tea cups are painted with porcelain white. Farewell, there is a smile on the corner of the lips, as if a river has just melted the ice and snow. of spring water. Her gradually darkening eyes once again had a bright luster
(Dance)
Leaping up, wearing bamboo branches, plain clothes, black silk dyed with ink, and colorful fans flowing elegantly, she looked like a fairy. , the water spirit seems to come from a dream. A spring moon in the sky opens the palace mirror, and the woman under the moon sometimes raises her wrists and lowers her eyebrows, sometimes lightly relaxes her hands. She holds the fan in her hand, like a pen moving around like a dragon painting a picture, and her jade sleeves are filled with wind, elegant and vigorous. The sound of music is clear and calm in the ears, and the folding fan in the hand is like a wonderful pen or a silk string, turning, flicking, opening, closing, twisting, rounding, and bending, and the flowing water moves like a dragon and flies like a phoenix. My skin is pure and innocent, and I come to the Yuliyao Pond at dawn. The pavilion is covered with green, full of dimples, and the make-up is washed away in time. The Taiye ripples, the neon clothes dance, the souls are broken and the water flows. It still smells like the old days, but the flowers are not the same and the people are haggard. I want to call Fairy Lingbo. The boat is vast 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. ***Fangmeng, there are still amphibious snow egrets, startled by the cold night. The dance turns back to the red sleeves, and the sorrowful song gathers the green tinsel. The whole hall is full of sunlight, and the seats are decorated with beautiful figures. Even though the shadows of people are mottled, they also cast shadows. The gentle breeze blew through the branches, adding a bit of coolness. A smile spread out from the corners of her mouth
A soul-stirring flute sound rose up, the girls' long sleeves danced, countless delicate petals flew gently between the sky and the earth, and the fragrance of the flowers was refreshing. Mesmerizing. The hundred beauties looked like blooming flower buds, spreading out in all directions. In the rain of flowers, a beautiful girl in white appeared like an orchid in the empty valley. With her light, graceful and erratic dance, her wide sleeves opened. Covering it up, it brings out her graceful appearance. Everyone looked at her graceful dance in fascination, almost forgetting to breathe. The girl's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and everyone present was heart-beating, thinking that she was looking at them.
At this time, the sound of the flute suddenly became louder, and the girl used her right foot as the axis. Gently stretch your long sleeves, and your delicate body will rotate, faster and faster. Suddenly it flew up from the ground. Hundreds of beauties gathered in a circle, waving their jade hands, dozens of blue silk ribbons fluttered out, and blue waves seemed to rise in the hall. The girl flew up to the ribbon, her slender feet were light, her clothes were fluttering, Like a fairy from Lingbo. There were applause and applause in the main hall, and the sounds of surprise and praise were endless.
The sound of the flute got louder, and her figure danced faster and faster, her jade-like hands lingering gracefully, her skirt flying, her pair of smoke-like watery eyes still wanting to speak, the flowing light dancing, her whole body like a flower separated by the mist. , hazy and misty, flashing with beautiful colors, but so out of reach... She dances with a graceful posture, as light as a swallow, her body is as soft as clouds, her arms are as soft as boneless, and she dances step by step like a lotus. , like butterflies flying among flowers, like gurgling water, like the bright moon in the mountains, like the morning light in the alley, like the dew on the tips of lotus leaves, it makes me feel like drinking fine wine, so drunk that I can't control myself. There is a graceful woman with a pure face and white shirt, black silk dyed with ink, and a colorful fan. She looks like a fairy or a spirit, like a water spirit, as if she is coming from a dream. A spring moon in the sky opens the palace mirror, and the woman under the moon sometimes raises her wrists and lowers her eyebrows, sometimes lightly relaxes her hands. She holds the fan in her hand, like a pen moving around like a dragon painting a picture, and her jade sleeves are filled with wind, elegant and vigorous. The sound of music is clear and calm in the ears, and the folding fan in the hand is like a wonderful pen or a silk string, turning, flicking, opening, closing, twisting, rounding, and bending, and the flowing water moves like a dragon and flies like a phoenix.
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