Poetry in women's circles

Li Bai's wine: wine, gold and Wu Ji's fifteen horses. Indigo thrush red brocade boots, songs and lyrics. Drunk in the arms of the hawksbill banquet, what can you do under the lotus account!

Bai Juyi's Fifty Rhymes of Chang 'an Old Game: "Go back to the deep courtyard and enter the bridal chamber. The colorful curtain opens the emerald, and Luo Jian blows the mandarin duck. Stay overnight for sleeves and sleep for each other. Green window cage Shui Ying, red wall back light. Take the mirror to collect the bud and invite someone to untie the crotch. Dark and charming makeup, smiling and whispering. "

Li and Ma's "The Drunken Man's Intention is Not the Wine": "The floating clouds, the details should be like a dress, playing the orchestral. Colorful dance skirts are as deep as fire, and I know I want to smoke. Snow can return when there is wind, and no one suddenly spits lotus. The suspicion is that two hearts are undecided, and the goddess in the rain is the moon. "

Du Mu's Two Farewells: In early February, more than thirteen pieces of cardamom curled up. In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.

Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan: The mountain smears Wei Yun, the sky fades, and the horn breaks the door. Suspend the collection, talk about * * * leading away from the bottle. How many Penglai past events, empty looking back, misty. Outside the setting sun, 10,000 points west of Western jackdaw, flowing water around the lonely village. Fascinating. At this time, the sachet is dark and the ribbon is light. If you win, the brothel will survive. When can I see you here? There are crying marks on the inner sleeve and the air. At the scene of the injury, the high city was in ruins and the lights were dim.

"A bouquet of flowers": "Meet the teacher tonight, my cheeks are full of wine, the curtain is half-rolled, and the smoke is cool. Can't afford it, sing new words with tears. "

Liu Yong fights a hundred flowers: the palace is full of slim waist. You can't be old until you are old. She just got married and tied her hair in a bun. The first time I learned to make up seriously, just like a beautiful figure drawn from a sculptor or sculptor, my face showed a kind of fear and shame. Every gesture is very charming and lovely. Unfortunately, the heart has not learned to love her husband actively. It is late at night. If you don't want to get into the honeymoon quilt, you can untie Luo Shang and stand on Ying Ying's back, but you are told to sleep first.

"Introduction to Immortals" wrote: "Just after the New Year, I learned to sing and dance at the beginning of the year. Before I was carried to the table, Wang and Sun promised each other. Calculate calmly, enjoy a smile, and then go to the daughter. If you are always afraid, you will easily steal your youth and waste your time. Now it has been blessed, make a good decision for the flowers. Wan Liqing is empty, why not go hand in hand? Don't abandon it, fireworks companion, avoid teaching people to see my concubine and welcome sex. "

Magnolia:

My mother can sing and dance since she was a child, and she can help Chu by raising her heart and being tempted.

"Jia Niang sings a new vocal group with flowers",

"Mother Worm moves warmly, and every dance depends on Jun",

"It's wonderful that the crisp mother is curled up in the snow and dust."

Yuan Mei's "Biography of Qi Huangong" Chapter 25: Fireworks prostitutes dress up skillfully, and the bridal chamber changes the groom every night. A pair of jade wrist pillows for thousands of people and a little lip for thousands of people to taste. Pretend to be a little shy. I know how much to welcome the new and send the old, so I shed two lines of tears.

Yan Rui's Operator: I don't love dust, but I seem to be mistaken by the frontier. When flowers bloom, you always have to look at the oriental monarch. If you go, you have to go and live! If you get a mountain flower, Mo Wen will be a slave.

Jiang Kui: Good flowers are not equal to fragrant people. The waves sparkled. I'm worried that the spring breeze will turn green and become cloudy. Where to find the jade moon. Mulan paddled in her dream. Little Chen Heng. Looking for Yingying under the lonely mountain. Green birds sing in spring.

Xue neng's song giver: a new word sounds like a pearl, and it is suspected of hitting coral when it is turned. There is something in the sitting part when listening, but there is nothing in the cherry blossom leaves after singing. Han Pu disdains the taste of vanity, facing how Joan uses waste. Whoever wants to stay in a brothel is a fairy, not a husband.

Yan Badao's Life Checker: "At eight o'clock, I spent a lot of time in my spare time. If you are drunk, don't think about home and borrow the teacher's room. "