Poems about women's makeup 1 1, beauty shutter doors, and how quiet she leans, how troubled her brow is! You may see bright tears on her cheeks now, but not the man she loves deeply.
2, the beauty shemale is idle, picking mulberry road. Ran Ran is full of soft stripes and leaves are falling.
3, the famous flowers pour the country and reward, often with a smile. Explain that it is infinitely hateful, and Shen Xiangting is north.
4. If you are surprised, if you are Youlong.
5, hire more than 13 people, cardamom tips in early February, spring breeze miles Yangzhou Road, it is better to roll a bead curtain.
6. Her sister's name is Huifang, and her face is picturesque.
7, Qiao if three spring Zhi Tao, Su if nine autumn chrysanthemum.
8, light Luo Xiao Fan Bai Lan, fine waist jade belt dancing yarn, suspected to be a fairy descended to the world, looking back with a smile wins Xinghua.
9, light makeup, such as the edge of the building, forgot to spin in the mirror.
10 Has anyone noticed that Yue girl with a face of white jade, humble and poor, alone by the river, washing silk? .
1 1, receptive, aloof, sweet and sincere, with soft and delicate skin and well-proportioned bones.
12, the new makeup should be under the Zhu Lou, and the spring scenery is deeply locked.
13, beauty covers the present and the lotus is ashamed.
14, the smelting capacity is colorful, and the incense is popular.
15, the belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
16, peach blossoms fly away and burn out brilliance.
17, eyebrows will fight for green, face will fight for red.
18, the faint red tide line, brushed away the peach blossom-like blush, and the smiling vortex on both cheeks rippled in Xia Guang.
19, the taste is stunning, depending on the beauty.
20, fade away, the wine is light, and the words are low.
2 1, a cicada's head flies with a moth eyebrow and smiles.
22, looking back and smiling, the sixth house powder faded.
23. Show is more charming than flowers, and Yu Yanyan is more "red" than spring.
24, quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit.
25. Zhao Yan has many beautiful women, and this beautiful woman is Yan Ruyu. Beauty is beauty, and her face is like a hibiscus flower. Take care of the city first, then the country.
26. First remove the residual makeup of plum powder and coat it with new red begonia.
27, a generation of the whole city chasing waves, martial arts empty memories of children's homes. Don't laugh at your neighbor's daughter in the east. You are still wearing gauze on Baixi's head.
28, the clouds want to dress beautifully, and the spring breeze blows the threshold. If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
Depicting women's makeup. Poetry two hills are stacked with gold, and the clouds on the temples are fragrant with flowers and snow on the cheeks.
The hearth is like a moon, and the wrist is frozen with frost and snow. The rolled-up sleeves are clearly visible in her hands, and a gold bracelet is worn on her white wrist.
There are three princes and women on their heads, and their waists are exquisite. The pearls are shining, and corals and pearls are interspersed.
Silk rollers dance in the spring breeze, and thin skirts spin in the wind. Grain Rain's legacy is brilliant, with a long whistle.
My feet are on tiptoe and my head is shining. If the waist is flowing, you will smell the bright moon.
Refers to the root of onion, with dani in its mouth. Chinese odyssey with thin steps.
Get up early in the morning and look in the mirror, comb an oily osmanthus fragrance, put peach blossom powder on your face and apricot blossom on your mouth. Husband He Guiyi is unique in the world.
Show the beauty of the whole city, there is victory over no rumors. Pei Ming is better than Jie Yu, and Qi Youlan is competing for fen.
Light tenderness is in vulgarity, negative ambition is in high clouds. ..... Wan Zhu Wei and sit, Pan cyan to complacent.
Just send your fingers. The sleeves are colorful. Instantly beautiful eyes flow, and there is no point in talking and laughing.
Pulling clothes and pushing pillows back and forth, the silver screen of pearl foil opened. Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose.
The wind blew the fairy, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
Hanging from their temples are the blue leaves of delicate kingfisher feathers. Zhu held her waist tightly and stood firmly behind them.