Ancient poems praise women.

On this day last year, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. --Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City"

Red hands, yellow wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. -- "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix·Red Hands" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty

A graceful lady, a gentleman likes to be arrogant. -- "Guan Ju"

The hills overlap and the golden light disappears, and the clouds on the temples want to capture the fragrant snow on the cheeks. --Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty, "Bodhisattva Barbarian·The hill overlaps with the golden light and disappears"

Looking back, a smile abounds, the sixth palace has no color. -- "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a pear blossom brings rain in spring.

--"Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty