Ancient poems describing women's wisdom

The Book of Songs has soft hands, soft hands, solidified skin, collars, teeth, a cicada's head and a beautiful smile. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow: However, the grace from heaven cannot be concealed. As long as she smiles back, there will be a hundred spells, and the makeup of the sixth palace will vanish, which will warm and smooth her skin, the clouds of her hair, the petals of her cheeks, and the golden ripples in her crown when she walks. In the spring night, it is covered by the warm lotus curtain, but one petal is like her face, one willow leaf is like her eyebrow, and one flower is like it. Make love for a long time and then separate, Cai Feng flies alone and Cai Feng lives alone. When is the lovesickness after parting? It's hard to know in the future? Will it be difficult in the future? Why do you have this feeling of lovesickness? A love story, a love poem. Rain hits pear blossoms and closes the door, leaving youth alone! Pleasure * * * Who said that? Flowers are charming, and the moon is charming. Worried about gathering eyebrows to the end of the day, crying thousands, crying thousands; Xiao saw the sky and clouds at dusk and thought of you! Sitting quietly, thinking of you. Tang Yin jealous flower song Last night, it began to rain, and several flowers were light and delicate; Beautiful women leave the blue room at dawn, fold in half in front of the mirror, and wear a red skirt. Ask Lang: "Is it good to spend a lot of money?" Lang said. "It is better to spend a lot of money." Beautiful women are angry at words and don't believe that dead flowers are better than living people; Before you crush the flowers and throw them at Lang, please ask Lang to sleep with them tonight. (Comment by Yuan Zhonglang) I can actually draw Tang Yin's chrysanthemum. The yellow flower has no owner, and the winding path is cold; Just take money to buy powder, and pay the west wind with color all your life. There is a line in Tang Yin's and Shen's fallen petal poems that today's spring is more than yesterday's spring, and North Ruan has become South Ruan. I would like to ask the shepherd boy to set up wine and try plums, kind man. Six, such as sending a concubine to Qiantang, eight fights only meet the water god; How many good flowers have fallen, and I haven't met a flower viewer. Second, the spring is bitter and sick, and the flowers are rainy and windy; The old white on the temple is added with the new white, and the dark red at the bottom of the tree becomes light red. The missing guest has been sealed with incense, and the purse is empty for glass; All along, on the east coast of carpe diem, grass ponds have lived in chaos. Third, spring comes and goes in a hurry, dazzling and prosperous; The apricot shirt is warm at the beginning, and the pear blossoms in the deep courtyard are windy. Sitting on the lamp all night, thinking about wine is reddish; If Dong Jun asks fish and geese, his mood is in the rain. The fourth peach blossom is completely empty of apricot blossoms, year after year; Since March is coming, why should people hate even winds? On the eaves, the curtains are broken and the building is like a bully; Pick it up and take it to Baluofangpari, with a pair of mandarin ducks in the middle.