2. Poems in red
Poetry about the red beauty 1. Kneel for beautiful ancient poems about red and white women.
1, "picking mulberry seeds, white clothes stand by and watch Zhu Lan"-[Qing] Nalan Xingde
Zhu Lan stands in white, and the moon is cool.
Standing on the red railing, after midnight, people feel that the cool moon has flowed to the west.
2. Peach Blossom-[Tang] Yuan Zhen
The spring breeze broke my heart and blew off my white clothes.
Ruthless spring breeze blows beautiful petals off my white skirt, which makes people feel very painful!
3, "Heart Bitter Willow Back to the Pond"-[Song] What?
No bees and butterflies yearn for fragrance.
There are no bees and butterflies to appreciate my fragrance. Lotus flowers are gradually aging and bear a bitter heart.
4. "Fubu, Du and Shui"-[Song] Ge
Ye Ye is as red as a wine boat, flowing like water.
Looking out, I saw branches and leaves and endless lotus leaves standing in front of the wine boat. At the moment, after a storm comes a calm, thin clouds rise from Ran Ran, where lotus flowers are swaying.
5, "Cherish the red and dress Wu Xinglian"-[Song] Jiang Kuidao
The rainbow beams and waters are strange, the fish waves are fragrant, and the red skirt is half messy.
The arch bridge is like the moon, the lake embankment is long, the fish swim with the waves, the lake is fragrant, but the lotus is half yellow.
2. Ancient poems about beauty
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.
Drink the dew of Mulan in the morning and chrysanthemum in the evening. Change your life with my three fireworks.
The street is long and there are many fireworks, so you can look back by the light. After a short pavilion and a short world of mortals, I sigh again.
How much beauty is worn away and how much lovesickness is broken. Only blood-stained acacia, as beautiful as flowers and jade, like water passing by, is leisurely to find. In the secluded boudoir, self-pity is thirty-three days, and the highest since the day of hatred; Four hundred and forty diseases, acacia is the most bitter, like this star is not last night. For anyone, the wind and frost reveal the elegance of the night is quicksand, and old age is a period of stability in the world, so you will live up to the Tathagata and your purity.
I didn't know I was a guest in my dream, but I was too greedy. The teenager didn't know the taste of sadness and fell in love with the floor. In order to assign new words, I insisted that I was worried about the swing in the wall and the outside world. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs.
Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed. It is elimination, not sadness.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. Where does the Jade Man teach oral sex at Bridge 24 on a moonlit night?
Sadness is more important than the door when you leave home wholeheartedly. Everything is wrong, and what follows is different. Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner.
Flowers from Shui Piao to popularity, a kind of acacia, two leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Whoever forgets each other first, dumping the country is the old country. Hold the wind like a handshake, and hold hands as before.
Listen to the string and break three thousand infatuations. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled.
If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips. Spring goes and spring comes, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die. Still water, singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
Phoenix, who once played here, left without permission and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried. Don't be surprised by yourself, just look at the flowers in bloom before the court; I have no intention of staying, and I have no intention of staying. I glanced at the clouds outside the sky casually, and I saw that if this lover's life is like the first time, why is it sad to draw a fan in the autumn wind?
Idleness changes people's minds, but it is easy to change people's minds. I am a disappointed guest in the world. I know why you are crying.
Wu Hua Ma, Jin Qiu, give them to the boy to exchange for good wine moths, snow willows, golden wisps and smiles, and go to the crowd to find him. Looking back suddenly, the man couldn't stay in the dim light. Zhu Yan said that he would spend his time on trees and sand, on poultry ponds, and when the clouds break through the moon, who would lean against the fence in the afterglow of grass? The west wind hates it slightly, but it can't blow away its eyebrows. It's a joke to be eager to eat pork and drink Hun's blood. The Fengge Dragon House is even more lonely, and Yushu Qiongzhi is a cigarette.
It's as if the dream soul belongs to the emperor, and I smell the sky and ask where I belong. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.
Mo, Mo, Mo! I didn't say anything crazy, but I have noticed that Sichuan smoke, the wind blowing all over the city, plum Huang Shi Yangzhou Shili rain, Du Mu III was born. Before, I said that I would put up with floating names, but I changed it to shallow wine and sang that there are trees and branches in the mountains. I am glad to know how many times I will meet again. The night at this time is awkward and bleak, and the latter two should be the same. The most bitter is linglong dice's Red Bean in the Moon. I miss you deeply, and I don't know that heaven and earth are cruel. Everything is straw dogs. My heart is full of stones, but I can't turn it around.
I'm full of bandits. I can't get involved. Life and death are rich, Zicheng said, hold your hand and grow old with your son.
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. When I was born, I came back. When I died, I thought of long-term lovesickness, and short-term lovesickness came back to my eyes with tears, wishing I could not meet each other and get married.
The forgetfulness that passed by you has become a stormy wave in my life. Acacia said acacia at the bottom of the tree, and Shiro hated Mandy for not knowing how affectionate he was and how everlasting he was. One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
The whole world is muddy. I'm alone. Everyone is drunk. I wake up alone. I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her two focuses were Luo Yi.
On the pipa string, it is said that the moon was there. If the colorful clouds return to the full moon, no matter how hard the snow and ice are, whoever sees the moon by the river, at the beginning of the month, as people wish, the white head will never leave the curtain and the west wind will roll, and people will be thinner than yellow flowers. Yuanyang weaves for Qi Fei, the poor old man is white first, the spring wave is green, and the Han Xiao is deep, which is relatively red.
I have repeatedly lamented the joys and sorrows of generations. I am the master of ridiculous life. I can't help feeling that you are looking back, making me miss you and spend a world, a leaf and a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.
Falling flowers and storms hurt spring more, so it is better to pity the people in front of you. If a person is passionate for ten years, languishes for ten years and languishes for ten years, he will never forget it unless he measures himself.
Looking at the bright moon alone, I only envy Yuanyang, but I don't envy the death of Xiantao, which burns its splendor. Bloom can fold straight, rather than go to the west wing alone without flowers or words, with a bright moon like a hook and a solitary phoenix tree deep courtyard locked in clear autumn. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.
Even if the feelings are deep and shallow, it is best not to meet each other without regret, so that you can not fall in love with the trees in the south and have to think about them; There are women on the Han River who want to pursue the impossible. Han is too broad to swim; The river is so long that it is impossible to take a raft.
The past banished the cold dynasty, and the residual lamp was broken into pieces. It's better to hate people than water, and make waves casually.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. I like to try to find a good poem all my life. The language of the poem is not surprising, and I will not stop.
But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? I gradually widened my belt, but I didn't regret it, which made people haggard for Iraq. Remember to meet each other after parting.
A few times, I dreamed of being with you. Today, silver candles are lit frequently, and meeting is still a dream.
I had to leave Potter and me since yesterday. Today hurts my heart even more. I want to know you. I will not fail if I live for a long time.
There are no graves in the mountains, rivers are inexhaustible, there is lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, but they dare to separate from you. A night is like a moon, a thought is like a bean, a heart is like gambling on a book, and a cup of tea is poured. At the time, it was just unusual.
But as soon as we met, we knew each other. When they meet, if they don't meet, Andrew and Jun won't teach each other to miss each other. Endless lovesickness tears red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building, autumn flowers are bleak and yellow, and Qiu Guang's autumn nights grow like year after year. People are different from sober people in the old days, and sages are forgotten year after year. Only the drinker leaves his name. I live at the head of the Yangtze River, miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water. When will the water stop? How long will this hatred last? I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and I won't miss you.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it, but I am too lazy to look back on those flowers. Half the sky is a monastery, and half the sky is in Qian Fan, killing all three thousand crows in the world. I slept with you until dawn, and you gave birth to me. I am old, and you hate me for being born late. I hate that you were born early. At the same time, I lament my wonderful past every day, but I can't find Fang Qiu in my dream. Suddenly, I looked back and saw that I had been born for a thousand years. It snows every year.
3. Poems describing beautiful colors
Not fashionable, but our time is delicious and not gorgeous, but our time is unique, growing up in a world, playing in a classroom and being taken away by a bag of snacks.
There are so many years, I have never hugged each other and turned around. Now I feel a little sigh, sigh so deeply. 20 14-06- 17 You will think of him, his sincerity, his persistence and the ups and downs he experienced together.
Because with such friends, you will cherish your life more and love your life, because you know. 20 13-03- 13 Life grinds us, and we forget the color of friendship.
Inadvertently, looking through the previous photos, I saw many smiles that stopped for a moment. At that moment, we realized that friendship has color.
But in real life, we all forget.
20 13-02-25 this year 19. I have never been in love, never been to a bar, never smoked, and never done anything unconventional. The above does not mean that I am a good girl.
The attitude of doing things is: people don't attack me, I don't attack, attack me, I attack. I pursue my own.
20 13-02- 15 love is soft and afraid of being far away. Distance will fade the color of each other's lovesickness. If possible, get closer and closer until you are close to each other.
Never artificially test its strength by separation, as you may regret it. Work hard to create together.
20 13-02-06 days can be like the wind, as long as you remember to paint with a brush, it will never be gloomy; Life can be like rain. As long as you remember to prepare a crystal cup to collect it, it will never dry up. Believe in days, they are always so beautiful.
20 13-02-06 love is a colorful balloon, and no matter how gorgeous the color is, it can't stand the sting of the needle.
The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the water is flowing, which is more than a friend of a gentleman. Love is different, it is called water, heaven and earth.
It is said that women should not be blue, just as men should not be red.
I smiled because you are an indispensable color in my life-blue face, my blue face. Seeing that everything around me is blue, I really feel that blue is my great love, just like you are in my life.
2013-01-31I often think of you inadvertently, because of a song and a color, your sincerity, your persistence, and the ups and downs I experienced with you. With you, there are many unexpected wonderful things in life, and there are also lingering thoughts.
2013-01-31I often think of you inadvertently, because of a song and a color, your sincerity, your persistence, and the ups and downs I experienced with you. With you, there are many unexpected wonderful things in life, and there are also lingering thoughts.
20 13-0 1-30 wake up and curl up under the covers. 1 1 The sun is still so bright.
The sun shone into the room. The curtains in the room have never been opened, and I like to do what I like in a closed space.
For example, surfing the Internet, listening to songs, playing games, watching movies, watching TV dramas and watching cartoons. 20 13-0 1-28 Whether the intangible color is called rainbow.
The invisible hug is whether it is called breeze. A person, thinking about a person, is this called loneliness?
Fate stole if, leaving only the result. Time stole the original intention, leaving only difficulties.
That year, we looked at the starry sky, many, many. 20 13-0 1-09 time is wrapped in a touch of wind color by fingertips.
When it is light, it blooms like a lotus seed, and when it is strong, it looks like a corpse everywhere. Time is cruel.
But not as cold as you. Sometimes I fantasize that I will build my own hut in a place where there is no one and no world, and then live alone.
20 12- 12-28 Life is fireworks, and only a little color can make it beautiful. When sadness comes, it is hidden in my heart; When moved, put it in your heart; When happiness comes, let it overflow on your face.
Don't refuse anything deliberately, don't be too persistent, let your heart flow lightly and let your life. 20 12- 12-20 The ripening of fruit is not beautiful in color, but sweet in taste; The maturity of children does not grow with age, but is independent and restrained; The maturity of a woman is not motherhood, but gentleness and virtue; Men's maturity is not harmony, but being good at taking responsibility; Maturity of character is not peace of mind.
20 12- 12-04 at first I liked black, white and red. In my opinion, black and white belong to the same category.
Black is pure and white is sacred. Just like an old black-and-white photo, the oldest but the most authentic.
Red represents enthusiasm. Seeing red is like the resurrection of a fighter plane. Red is simple.
2012-12-01Life has a color of bitterness. Bitterness is a kind of bitterness, and the name of bitterness is strong.
Life has a color, which is called kindness. Kindness is a kind of beauty, and the name of beauty is touching.
Life has a color called possession. Owning is a kind of happiness.
2012-11-22 I remember when I was five or six years old, I went to my uncle's house to play. My aunt gave me a bottle of nail polish and colored my little finger. I am very happy to look at the little red nails.
I asked my mother if I could draw them all. Mother answered sternly until you grow up. That's it, that bottle. 2012-1-11Life has lost its former colors, so it's quiet for a while.
Don't indulge in this silence, it will ruin you. Life now is not what you want. For the sake of ideals, we should learn to give up at the right time.
You have to understand, although cruel. But this decision.
Correct enough. Here it is, right.
2012-65438+2012-10-25 When the clouds of love begin to change color, the weather and mood also change.
Whether you feel relaxed after catching a cold depends on whether you can understand and grasp it. Sunshine is beautiful and easy for a while, but difficult for a lifetime.
To find. 20 12- 10-22 I remember that I liked to stare at the sky at that time, but I slowly forgot the color of loving you.
Maybe one day, we will all get old. You don't remember me, but I will still remember. I remember I loved you in such a beautiful youth, and I loved "Those Years, Me" deeply.
2012-10-15 I like Yuan Ye at dusk, when all the colors are quiet and the darkness has not yet come.
The poem about the red skirt is 1. What are the ancient poems with the word "red skirt"?
The ancient poems with the word "red" are:
1, the rainbow beam is full of water, the fish waves are fragrant, and the red skirt is half messy. -Jiang Kui's "Cherish Red Xing Wu Lotus"
The arch bridge is like the moon, the lake embankment is long, the fish swim with the waves, the lake is fragrant, but the lotus is half yellow.
2, no bees, no butterflies, and red clothes are bitter. -He Zhu's "Heart Bitter Willow Back to the Pond"
There are no bees and butterflies to appreciate my fragrance. Lotus is getting old and has a bitter heart.
3. The purple half-open hedge is quiet, and the red skirt is full of lotus flowers. -Zhao Wei's Late Autumn/Autumn Hope/Autumn Dusk in Chang 'an.
Colorful chrysanthemums spit lightly, and red-violet petals worry.
4. No one watched the light rain all day, and the mandarin duck bathed in red. -Du Mu's "Jueju in Houchi, Jianxian County"
No one came to see the rain in Mao Mao all day, only Yuanyang bathed in red feathers.
5, green and quiet, red and deep. -Wang Wei's Red Peony
The green leaves of red peony are spreading quietly, and the color of red peony is rare and deep.
6, the pool is red with hedges, and crows often bring sunsets. -Wu Wenying's "Covering Huadu Temple"
The red lotus by the pool accompanied me to lean against the railing alone. Crows living nearby all flew back with the sunset.
7, Ling Du crazy songs, inkstone wave still wet red dew. -Wu Wenying's "Water Hose Hidden First Beautiful Brocade"
8. Whose tea is upstairs depends on weakness. Mandarin ducks are bathed in red. -Liao Shimei's "Good Things Near the Evening Scene"
9. Ye is a wine boat, and it's first class. -ge's "operator, dinner rewrite"
10, the red clothes are all faint fragrance, and the leaves are cold and autumn. -Yang Shizhen's "Three Things in the County (One is" Playing Lotus ")"
2. Kneel for beautiful ancient poems about red and white women.
1, "picking mulberry seeds, white clothes stand by and watch Zhu Lan"-[Qing] Nalan Xingde
Zhu Lan stands in white, and the moon is cool.
Standing on the red railing, after midnight, people feel that the cool moon has flowed to the west.
2. Peach Blossom-[Tang] Yuan Zhen
The spring breeze broke my heart and blew off my white clothes.
Ruthless spring breeze blows beautiful petals off my white skirt, which makes people feel very painful!
3, "Heart Bitter Willow Back to the Pond"-[Song] What?
No bees and butterflies yearn for fragrance.
There are no bees and butterflies to appreciate my fragrance. Lotus flowers are gradually aging and bear a bitter heart.
4. "Fubu, Du and Shui"-[Song] Ge
Ye Ye is as red as a wine boat, flowing like water.
Looking out, I saw branches and leaves and endless lotus leaves standing in front of the wine boat. At the moment, after a storm comes a calm, thin clouds rise from Ran Ran, where lotus flowers are swaying.
5, "Cherish the red and dress Wu Xinglian"-[Song] Jiang Kuidao
The rainbow beams and waters are strange, the fish waves are fragrant, and the red skirt is half messy.
The arch bridge is like the moon, the lake embankment is long, the fish swim with the waves, the lake is fragrant, but the lotus is half yellow.
3. Search for ancient poetry with the word "red"
In Tang Liyuan's poem "Wen Ming's main pawn sends his friends away", he wrote: "Tourists are confused in the world of mortals, and the guests are leisurely."
Tang Du Mu's poem "Houchi, Qi 'an County": "No one sees the light rain all day long, and Yuanyang bathes in red."
Song Zuke's poem "Bodhisattva Man" said: "Yuanyang is like a proverb, and the red goes to the bath."
Tang Xu Hun's poem "Autumn Night Yunyang Yi Xi Ting He Tang" says: "Smoke is clear, wind is clear, cement is red and white."
Tang Zhao wrote in the poem "Late Autumn in Chang 'an": "The purple flowers are half open, the chrysanthemums are quiet, and the red clothes are full of lotus worries. "
Song Jiangkui's poem "Cherish the Red Lotus" says: "The monster of the rainbow beam, the fish is fragrant, and the red dress is half a wolf."
There are three things in Tang county (one is "beating the lotus"), "all the red clothes are dark and fragrant, and the leaves are white and cold."
4. A similar sentence for the girl in red.
1. Still water depth, singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
There are many things in the world, but you are my favorite.
You can live happily, but you have no regrets when you die.
4. Accumulate eternal love lines and crush deep red acacia.
The river is lonely, the banks are dark green, and you are everywhere.
6. Worrying about the charm of Qingyuan is a distant sadness, such as Wei Yun's lonely moon, which can only be seen from a distance.
7. Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.
Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are.
8. All kinds of stories are heartbreaking; When Xiao Shui goes, the moon is like frost.
9. Change your life with my three fireworks.
10. I am young, and I am young.
1 1. Long strip with countless fireworks. You look back with the light.
12. The pavilion is short and the world of mortals is rolling. I sigh Xiao again.
13. Who finally broke the string, the flower fell on his shoulder, and he was in a trance.
14. How many beauties are listless, how many pieces of acacia are broken, and only blood and tears are left.
15. where is the prosperity of the vast land? Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.
16. Let him know everything and smile for you.
17. Send a song to Jun. Don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.
18. Who scattered the smoke and scattered the vertical and horizontal?
19. listen to the string and break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.
20. There are trees and branches on the mountain. I don't know whether I like you or not.
2 1. Whoever forgets the other party forgets first, and dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.
22. There used to be tall buildings that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on them.
23. Stay with you until all the flowers and waves are gone.
24. Once a young woman dies in spring, it is difficult to know whether the flowers have fallen or died.
25. Your sunset, my face, whose one-third year.
26. Who are you, the pen-tip teenager who misses you as a song on the desolate road of the city?
27. Who has a scarlet tear mole in the corner of his eye and completed your prosperous life, and who has been given a rock-breaking empty joy by you?
28. Love songs in the next life, leave the words for you to fill in, depending on who you are or the king above.
29. The dazzling display in the window is the life of the years.
That love song is about romantic love, but it has nothing to do with you and me.
3 1. A player enters a painting for life.
5. Ancient poems about red
1, Wang Wei, Red Peony in Tang Dynasty
The green leaves of red peony are quietly unfolding, and the color of red peony is bright and deep.
In the face of withering, peony is sad from it. Can you understand peony's thoughts?
The green leaves of red peony are spreading quietly, and the color of red peony is unusually deep. In the face of withering, peony hurts. Do you know what peony thinks?
2. Hongmei, Shi Peng, Wang Song.
Don't be jealous of each other, peaches and plums are different.
It is still snowing and frosting, but it is not very red.
Peach and plum, don't be jealous of me. Hongmei is different from Taoli in bloom. Hongmei experienced a snowstorm and had traces of snow on her body. It still doesn't admit that its color is red.
3, "Partridge, a little residual red in the end" Zhou Zizhi in the Song Dynasty.
When a little residual red is about to run out. The screen is full of cool autumn air.
It was raining on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving.
I kept a residual lamp alone. It almost burned out. It's getting cold, the autumn wind fills the screen, and it rains in the middle of the night. Every leaf and sound is a sad cry of parting.
4. "Partridge Sky, Title Broken Fragrance and Little Red" was written in Song Dynasty.
The title breaks the fragrance, and the poem meets the old.
Snow hangs on the wine noodles in the west building, and the spring shirt in Nanyuan is cool.
The fragrant and patterned red paper is full of poems, most of which are for an old lover. I only remember that when the West Building advised her to drink, she hung down like snow, and when Nanyuan sang and danced, the spring shirt fluttered like a breeze.
5, "Fisherman, but the nylon pole is red" Qing Nalan Xingde.
Autumn wind is not as good as autumn wind to cut hibiscus.
At sunset, the fisherman put away his fishing rod and prepared to go home. Even the autumn wind is gentle and refuses to let the lotus wither. The misty water, leisurely fishermen, listening to the melody of piccolo, were blown into the depths of the reed swing by the autumn wind.
6. What are the poems praising Beauty?
1. Looking at the autumn in Chang 'an
Year: Tang Author: zhaowei
Clouds and things are sad and clear, and the Han Palace moves in high autumn.
When the stars are broken, the flute touches the ground.
Purple half-open fence is quiet, and red is full of lotus worries.
Beautiful perch, empty wearing a southern crown to learn Chu prisoners.
2. The quatrains of Houchi in Qi 'an County
Year: Tang Author: Du Mu
Ling wears duckweed green brocade pool and makes a thousand roses.
No one watched the light rain all day, and the mandarin duck bathed in red.
3. "Shui Yue, Long Yin, Ling Du, Breaking Willows"
Year: Song Author:
Ling Du broke the willow and sang wildly, and the inkstone wave was still wet and red. Xiantao banquet is early, Jiang Meichun is near, and Hakka sentences are also urged. The palace leaks the chicken, the entrance guard rides, and the official situation is familiar. The night show consists of yellow, sweet words, warm onions and red honey torches. Gong Maoxiong dances drunk. Thoughts fly, the fairy wind dissipates. There are thousands of stars, clouds driving thousands of arrays, and rain flying. The longevity cup is deep, the tanchun cavity is stable, and the rivers and lakes are endowed with the same. Look again, it's Jinyi Xiaoying, next to Xihu Road.
4. Yujing Qiu Yan is rich in water
Year: Song Author:
Chang 'an was alone, and he saw the west wind. Feng Dan in Su Yue is sad for the arrival of autumn, while Yu Zhong is relieved by adjustment.
Smoke and water are boundless. The afterglow of Gao Lin is sad at night. The garden is full of rhyme and the silver bed is floating. The clothes are wet, the shade is cold, the flowers are cold, and autumn snow is given. Sigh goodbye. I can talk about a secret thing.
The guests are still afraid to sing down to business. A long lament is a black kettle. The green fan is graceful and sparse, and the fragrance in the red disappears and turns into surplus. The west wind in jade bone, which I hate most, is idle and cool. Chu Xiao swallowed. Who leans against the west wing and the moon is dark?
5. Lotus people
Year: Modern Author: Lu Xun
In the celestial world, you can still smell the fragrance of jasper in the wind.
Heron shadows don't come in autumn, and reed flowers are accompanied by dew.
Sweep away the greasy powder to show your character, but learn to make up in red.
Just plant the scale net in Lianxi, and don't fall into the cold pond with the residual leaves.
6. Bitter Heart/Walking on the Beach
Year: Song Author: He Zhu
Liugui pond, Yuanyang from Pu. Lv Ping got up and broke the lotus boat road. No bees and butterflies yearn for fragrance.
Return to the light to welcome the tide, clouds bring rain. Yiyi seems to be talking to a poet. I refused to marry Feng Chun, but I was misunderstood by the autumn wind for no reason.