What are the ancient poems about "missing girls"?

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Lotus picking song

Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling

The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.

Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.

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Zheguiling in Chun Qing

Yuan Dynasty: Xu Zaisi

After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia.

The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly.

There is a lingering fragrance here, and the beloved doesn't know where to go.

When is the most violent time when the symptoms of lovesickness come? It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright.

3、

Dian Jiang chun Chu scar swing

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Swing on the swing, too lazy to rub delicate hands. Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe.

Suddenly, a guest came. She was desperate. She walked away without shoes, only wearing socks, and even the gold pin on her head fell off. She ran away shyly and leaned against the door, smelling the fragrance of plum flowers.

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Untitled stealing glasses at the age of eight

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

The eight-year-old girl likes to look in the mirror secretly and has been able to raise her eyebrows.

At the age of ten, I went for an outing and imagined the clothes that Lotus made for myself.

I began to learn to play the guzheng at the age of twelve, and the silver nail on my finger has never been pulled out.

At the age of fourteen, she avoided seeing men, even the closest ones. At this time, she may be thinking about when to get married.

At the age of fifteen, she was crying in the spring breeze on the swing, fearing the disappearance of spring.

5、

Bodhisattva, flowers and bright moon, dark cage and light fog

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

The moon is dark and foggy, so I can go to Lang's side tonight. Well, socks smell good and gold shoes are portable. See you at the south bank of the gallery, always shivering. It's hard for slaves to come out, but you can be merciful.