Poets who describe ancient women help.

Smile and expect. (The Book of Songs. Feng Wei said that beauty is drunk, but Zhu Yan is more attractive. (Song Yu) Beauty hides today, but lotus is ashamed. (Li Bai) There are beautiful women in the north who are peerless and independent. Take care of the city first, then the country. (Li Yannian) If you are surprised, if you are Youlong. (Cao Zhi) Who would notice the jade-faced Yue girl, humble and poor, washing silk by the river alone? . (Wang Wei (Yang Guifei) Who is the Han Palace like? The poor swallow leans against her new makeup. Like famous flowers, they live in peace and are often laughed at by the king. Explain that it is infinitely hateful, and Shen Xiangting is north. -same as above, beautiful rolling bead curtain, how quiet she leans, how troublesome her brow is! Now, you may see bright tears on her cheeks, but it's not the man she loves deeply-"Hua Mei" is as quiet as flowers on water. Action is like the wind blowing willow trees. The Book of Songs is the oldest poem in China. It describes beautiful women as follows: hands are soft, hands are soft, skin is frozen, collar is like a wanderer, and teeth are like teeth. 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. Li Qingzhao is like a dream. It rained and blew suddenly last night, so you don't need residual wine for a deep sleep. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin. It's close to the wind, and there is a pile of red snow outside the curtain. I always remember that it was the spring season in bloom after Haitang bloom. The wine column sings jade and honors the sky, and the blue cylinder is dark and bright. I can't bear to dream, I cry () (left "definitely" right half, right "bird"). Li Qingzhao often gets drunk with plum blossoms in the snow every year. She has no heart to do plum blossoms, and tears fill her skirt! When I visited bloom this year, I lived in a remote place with short and thin ears. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous. Li Qingzhao's riverside fairy plum garden is deep, and the cloud window fog pavilion is in the Spring Festival Evening. Who is haggard and damaged? Just dream at night. It should be Nanzhi. Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube Hugh blowing. Who knows that the fragrance is blown out and the warm wind comes late, so don't let the apricot flowers get fat. 47. Go to Sasha, spend time with a beautiful woman, bid farewell to loneliness and usher in prosperity. For who? For who? Flowers are full of acacia tears, and flowers are drifting away with me. Send away the cold night and welcome the dawn. The city is filled with flowers. All lines are love, and branches and leaves are always related to love. The jade belt hangs in the forest and is buried in the snow. Baoyu still doesn't understand. When he asked, he knew he wouldn't reveal it, but he would leave it and give up. Then when he looked back, he saw a bow with citron hanging on it. There is also a song that says: For twenty years, the pomegranate in full bloom has taken care of the palace. In the third spring, the tiger met and dreamed of going home. There was a woman on the boat hiding her face and crying. There are four lines about the cloud: she is smart and ambitious, born in the last days, and her luck tends to fade. During the Qingming period, she was tearful at the edge of Wangjiang, and the east wind dreamed of it. Draw a few wisps of flying clouds behind you, and a bay will disappear with the water. Her words said: What is wealth? Her parents were disobedient when she was a baby. Show her eyes and hang oblique light. Clouds are not necessarily empty. Poor Xiaoyu finally got stuck in the mud. (Miaoyu) I suddenly saw a picture of a wolf chasing a beautiful woman behind me and wanted to vomit. His book says: the son is a Zhongshan wolf, and success will be crazy. Mrs. Kim is full of flowers and willows. He is going to Huang Liang for a period of time. Behind (Yingchun) is an ancient temple, where a beautiful woman sits alone. Next to the ancient Buddha in Deng Qing (Xichun), there is an iceberg with a female phoenix on it. Judging from the last days, all birds know that they love their talents in this life. They are alone, and crying to Jinling is even more sad. (Wang Xifeng) Behind, there is a deserted outdoor shop, and a beautiful woman is spinning. Judging that if the war is defeated, it is hard to say that the family is ruined. There is a beautiful woman with a crest and a gown beside her. There is also a saying that when peaches and plums bear fruit in the spring breeze, who will be like the last pot of orchids? If ice water is so jealous, it's no use playing a joke on others. (Li Wan) Cao Zhi said, "If you don't speak, you will feel like a orchid.". Your skin is like jelly, but it breaks when you blow it. It is as smooth as silk and as flexible as reed! Wei Zhuang: "Think about what jade looks like; A plum blossom is frozen in the Chun Xue. " There is a moon on the side, and there is snow on the wrist. Zhang Xian embroidered two butterflies on the skirt. Dongchi banquet, first meeting. The vermilion powder is not deep and uneven, and the idle flowers are faint and fragrant. Look at all the good places carefully. People are very humane and have a thin waist. Yesterday, the mountain was in a daze, and when I came, my clothes were covered with clouds. Cleverly remember Ying Ying Chun Chun, and spend Liu Zhen. Everything is charming, delicate and makes people stop. Yan's colorful sleeves are holding the jade clock diligently, but she was drunk in those years. We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night. My little father has seen Yu Di before, and the silver lamp is too enchanting. After the dream, the balcony was locked and drunk, and the curtains hung low. Last spring, when I hated it, I came, the fallen petal is independent, Swift Qi Fei. I remember the first time Xiaoping saw the word gravity. On the strings of the pipa, she said that she was lovesick. At this time, the bright moon has returned to Li according to the colorful clouds, and the jade is the shuttle and the shirt is thin. This snail is very light. There are many autumn winds, the sound of rain is harmonious, and there are three bananas outside the curtain. The night is long and helpless! The mountains overlap, and the clouds want to smell the snow on their cheeks. Too lazy to draw a moth eyebrow, too late to make up and wash. Look in the mirror before and after the flowers, and look at the flowers. The new embroidery giggled. Two golden partridges left Liu Wu, and the first one walked out of the greenhouse. But when you walk, you will be surprised by birds, and you will be in the cloister. The fairy first floated and smelled musk orchid; Lotus clothes are moving, listening to the clang. Laugh at spring peaches, clouds pile up; Cherry blossoms bloom on the lips, and pomegranate teeth are fragrant. Fine waist, wind dancing back to snow; The pearl is bright, the duck is green and the goose is yellow. People in the flowers, angry and happy, just right; Wandering in the pool, if flying, if rising. The moth's eyebrows are eager, and she will have nothing to say; The lotus step will move at first, but you can still stop if you want. Envy the beauty's good quality, pure and smooth; I admire beautiful clothes and shiny things. Those who love beauty, fragrant jade seal; Compared with the attitude of beauty, Fengxiang is a phoenix. What is it, Chun Mei bursts with snowflakes; How clean Qiu Hui is, but it is covered with frost. How quiet, pine and cypress are empty; How beautiful, Xia Ying Cheng Tang. What is the text? The dragon swims in the winding swamp. What is its god? The moon shot at the icy river. Far from being ashamed of learning Chinese characters, I am almost ashamed of Wang Qiang. Where were you born? From where? If the banquet is not returned, Yaochi is the best; It must be led to the flute, and the purple house is unparalleled. On March 3rd, Spring Festival, the weather was fresh, and many beautiful people gathered in Qujiang, Chang 'an. Dignified attitude, lofty and quiet personality, plump skin, thin and moderate figure. Embroidered gold and silver silk unicorn in late spring. The beauty has been waiting for the bead curtain and has been sitting with tight eyebrows. I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself. Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone. But what about looking at the water curtain of autumn moon light through crystal glass? . A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone. Suddenly I saw the willow color on the stranger's head and regretted teaching my husband to find the seal! It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden. Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta. The moonlight shone from the palace to the palace tree, and only the nest in the nest was seen in front of me. By the light of the lamp, I plucked the Hosta and carried the flame of the lamp to rescue the flame moth. The sun shines obliquely on the platform, and the mangrove tree bloom. Last night, the emperor gave me a new gift, and Tae-jung came into the curtain with a smile. Mrs. Zhiguo accepted the favor of the Lord and rode into the palace gate of Pingming. But I don't think the color is dirty, and it is supreme to sweep the eyebrows. A small fan flies to the firefly. . . . Have a graceful demeanour curled up more than thirteen times, and cardamom was the first in early February. . . At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes. The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep. Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them. A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken. Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics. The beauty of beauty and red peony complement each other, and beauty and long flowers are king. Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is northward.