Describe the beauty of Hanfu

Poems describing the beauty of Hanfu

Qin Gong's poems

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Luo Yue shirt welcomes the spring breeze, and jade carving Kirin is reddish.

On the first floor, there is a banquet for immortals, with a strong blowing sheng fragrance at the bottom of the account.

The wine on earth is warm in spring, and the flowers grow in the shade during the day.

Flying window for drinking, ten nights copper plate greasy candle yellow.

Bald and stubborn parrot in small sleeve, purple embroidered Ma Xia stepping on a roaring tiger.

Golden banquet is burned in Guangxi, and the Millennium is cooked at midnight.

Tongying Yongxiang rode a new horse, and the inner room was full of colorful paintings.

Open the door and weigh the money with rotten water, and the Yellow River has flowed to you.

God, bad luck still exists, and Qin Gong will live his whole life.

Luan Qing didn't give it back and slept drunk for a whole month.

This is a poem written by Li He about Qin Gong, a beautiful teenager in the Han Dynasty. There seem to be few poems describing men's Hanfu in ancient times.

"Leaving Jia Zhi and working in Daming Palace in the early morning"

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The red-hat rooster just announced that in the morning, the keeper of the robe brought Yuyun furs.

Nine doors of heaven reveal the palace and its courtyard, and the coats of many countries bow to the pearl crown.

This poem shows the splendor of the emperor's costumes and the momentum of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Shang Mo Sang

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Southeast corner of sunrise, shine on me, Qin Lou.

Qin has a good daughter who calls herself Luo Fu.

Luo Fu likes raising silkworms and picking mulberry in the south corner of the city.

Moss is a cage system and cassia twig is a cage hook.

There is a bun on the head and a bright moon in the ear.

Qi is the lower skirt and Qi is the upper skirt.

When Monkey saw Luo Fu, he put it on his shoulder and smoothed his moustache.

When the teenager saw Luo Fu, he took off his hat and hung his head.

The tiller forgets to plow, and the hoe forgets to hoe.

Angry and resentful, he sat watching Luo Fu.

What else is there to say? I believe this poem is familiar to everyone.

Two on the road.

Don du fu

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.

Cui, who hangs down from his temple, is a lotus leaf hanging on his lips;

The beads behind them press the waist and weigh the body steadily.

Poets and saints describe Yang sisters swimming in Qujiang Pool. We can still see how luxurious the Hanfu of the nobles in the Tang Dynasty was by describing the beauty of Youchun's figure and the gorgeous costumes.

"South GeZi? Ji Feng Golden Mud Belt

Song Ouyang xiu

Golden mud belt with phoenix bun and jade palm comb with dragon pattern.

Walking under the window, smiling and supporting each other, loving the sentence "The thrush is deep, which is out of date."

Make a pen and draw flowers for a long time and try your hand.

Idleness hindered embroidery work. He smiled and asked, "How do a pair of mandarin ducks make a book?"

This word is about life is sweet, a newly married couple, from which we can see some customs of Hanfu and clothing in Song Dynasty. Golden mud ribbon: A bun decorated with a hairpin and a gold ribbon comb. Dragon pattern jade palm comb: a jade comb with a pattern the size of a dragon palm.

Eternal happiness

Song Qingzhao

The setting sun melts gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people?

Dye willow smoke and play plum blossom flute. What do you know about spring?

Is there no wind and rain when the weather is harmonious during the Lantern Festival?

Come and greet BMW and thank his drinking buddies and poems.

Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five.

Pave the green crown, twist the golden snow willow, cluster and fight for Chu.

Now haggard, windy and foggy, afraid to go out at night.

It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.