Poems describing women's kindness and beauty

The pigeon in Guanguan, in Hezhou, is a gentle and graceful lady and a good gentleman. The uneven water chestnut flows from one side to the other. My fair lady, eager to get, eager to sleep, eager to think. It's leisurely, she's tossing and turning.

Evil! I want to know you, and I will live long. There are no tombs in the mountains and rivers, Lei Zhen in winter and rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are close together, and I dare to die with you! -Han Yuefu is evil.

When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. Take a hug home for me as a symbol of our love. -Don Wang Wei's Acacia.

In this door last year, peach blossoms set each other off in red. When people don't know where to go, the peach blossoms in the spring breeze still smile. -Cui Hu, Tang Dynasty, is the capital of Nanzhuang.

The Yangliuqing River is at the standard, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny. -Liu Tang Yuxi "Zhi Zhu Ci" (3)

Once, the sea was difficult for water, and amber was forever. Looking back at flowers is half the fate of monasticism and half the fate of a gentleman. -Tang left his thoughts.

Thirteen years have passed, cardamom in early February.

The spring breeze travels ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when you will roll up the bead curtain.

Love is always heartless, and you won't laugh until you feel respected.

Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. -Tang Du Mu's Farewell (two songs)

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, it has been longer. The east wind has started, flowers have withered, silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! . -Tang Li Shangyin is untitled.

The stars last night and the wind last night are in the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.

Through the wine of spring, when it warms me, I remind you how to bet. There, one after another, we roll the dice under the crimson light until the drum rolls. Alas, call me to perform my duty. I ride my horse and ride away like a drifting water grass. -Tang Li Shangyin is untitled.

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each one has a flower-like string. In daydreaming, Saint Zhuangzi was bewitched by butterflies, and the emperor's spring heart cried in the cuckoo.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun. A moment that should last forever came and went unconsciously! -Tang Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

I advise you not to cherish witch hazel, and to cherish it when you are a teenager. Be sure to fold straight when the flowers bloom, and don't wait until there are no more flowers to fold the branches. -Tang Du Qiuniang witch hazel

Clouds are smart, flying stars spread resentment, and silver and China people stay away from darkness. As soon as we met, Jin Feng Yu Lu won over countless people.

Tender as water, like a dream, I can't bear to take care of the magpie bridge and go home. If the relationship is long, will it last forever? -Qin Guan Queqiao Fairy in the Northern Song Dynasty

Standing on a dangerous building, the wind is thin, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. Who can stand by in silence in the afterglow of grass and smoke?

I plan to get drunk and treat wine as a song, which is strong and tasteless. My clothes are getting wider and wider, and I won't regret it. I am haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong fell in love with flowers in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Ten years of life and death! If you don't think about it, you will never forget it.

Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

I suddenly dreamed of going home at night. Xiao Xuan window is being dressed. I have nothing to say except tears.

It is expected to be heartbroken every year, moonlit, dwarf Songshan. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" in the Northern Song Dynasty

Last year's Lantern Festival, the flower market was full of lights, with willow tips on the moon and people around dusk.

On the first night of this year, the moon and lights are still there. I didn't see anyone last year, but I cried Man Chun's shirt and sleeves. —— Ouyang Xiu was born in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Flowers fade, red apricots are small, swallows come and people walk around in the green water. There are fewer branches blowing willows, and there are more grass on earth!

Swing inside and outside the wall, outsiders inside the wall, beauty inside the wall laugh. The laughter faded away, but the passion was ruthlessly annoyed. -Su Shi's affair in the Northern Song Dynasty

Thousands of trees bloom in the east wind night, and the stars are like rain. The BMW carved cars are full of incense and the phoenix flute is moving.

The jade pot shines brightly, and the fish and dragons dance all night. Moths are dancing and laughing.

Looking for her in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, the lights were dim. -Xin Qiji's "Southern Song Dynasty Jade Case" (Yuan Xi)

Beauty is in the eye of the lover, but beauty is in the eye of the lover. It's a thousand miles away, San Xiao idiot. -Huang Qing Zeng, a collection of Hangzhou proverbs.

Red, fragrant and residual jade is in autumn; Untie Luo Shang gently and go to the blue boat alone. Who sent the brocade book?

The word "wild goose" comes back, the moon is full of the west wing, flowers are flowing, and a kind of lovesickness is two leisure places.

I can't get rid of this feeling. I frown from top to bottom, but I have feelings in my heart. -Song Qingzhao, a plum flower.

Qingyang grass Changting road, easy to walk when young; The dream on the roof is five minutes old, and the flower bottom is worried about the March rain.

Ruthless is not as sentimental and bitter as an inch; When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. -Magnolia in Yan Shu in the Song Dynasty

I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water.

When will the water stop? This hatred has been? I just hope your heart is the same as mine, don't miss me! -Song Li Zhiyi operator

Chunsi (Tang) Li Bai

The grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberries here are bent into green branches.

Finally, you thought of going home, and now my heart is breaking.

Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, what's the matter?

The Book of Songs Qin Feng Jiajian

The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqi way of looking for people back and forth on the water side is not feasible, and the long-distance search for people back and forth is in the middle of the water.

Very sad, the Millennium is not clear. The so-called Iraqis swim back and forth in the water when the way back and forth is blocked.

Picking the white dew at the end of the nail has become the so-called way for Iraqis to swim around in the water and swim around in the water.

A bell ringing in the rain

Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the doors are empty, homesickness and blue boat urge you to send.

Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I was speechless and choked.

Affection hurts parting since ancient times. It is comparable to the cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.

These years should be good times and good scenes. Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Faqu no.2

Qing Yi conveys love, while Xiang Jing steals time. I realized that I was too careless. Without saving the pillow, I made a light promise and laughed all my life.

How to live? All good things must come to an end.

Looking back, it is easy to hate the past, and love has become trouble. You have a million things in mind about Qian Qian, all because of the sound consumption.

I like to ask questions and forget when I meet my family in Iraq.

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an, is covered with golden wells in autumn, slightly frosty and sad.

Lonely lights don't go out, my heart breaks, and I forget the moon and sigh.

Like a single flower, from the center of the cloud, above, I see the blue and depth of the sky, below, I see the green and agitation of the water.

The old days are gone, and the soul is bitter. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? Sauvignon Blanc, a very warm experience.

Li Bai's endless yearning i

The sun is full of lust and smoke, and the moon is like a sleepless night.

A Zhao harp has just been put on the phoenix shelf and is dumb, so I want to play Yuanyang.

Since no one can bear my song for you, may it blow to Yanran with the spring breeze.

I miss you in a distant place. Outside the blue sky, my eyes used to shine, but today they have become the source of tears.

Oh, if you doubt my heartache, come back and see me in my bright mirror! .

Li Bai's Sauvignon Blanc II

Let's drink to Dongfeng. * * * Take it easy. Hanging in the east of Luocheng, Yang always goes hand in hand and travels around the Champs.

Get together and leave in a hurry, endless. This year's flowers are better than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers will be better. Who do you know?

Ouyang Xiu's Langtaosha

A few songbirds are singing, and they report that Fang Fei is tilted. Xichun prefers to fold residual red. The rain is blue, the wind is fierce and the plum blossoms are green. Nobody can keep snowing.

If you don't pluck the strings, it can be said that the sky is not old and the feelings are hard to get rid of. It is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot inside. After nightfall, the lights in the east will go out first.

Standing in the wind of a dangerous building, looking forward to spring sorrow, it is already dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on silence.

I plan to get drunk and treat wine as a song, which is strong and tasteless. I won't regret the clothes getting wider, and I will win the hearts of Iraq.

Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian

Things are people, not everything, tears flow first,

I hope my body can walk thousands of miles with you like an elegant moon.

Shi Liping Lake is full of frost, and the green silk worries about the New Year.

The moon looks at each other, only admiring the mandarin duck but not the fairy.

Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.

When the moon is missing, we will meet again after a long separation.

It's been a year since the flowers bloomed.

New tears overwhelm old ones, and heartbroken people remember heartbroken people.

1 Liu Yongfeng Wuqi's clothes gradually widened, and he did not regret it, which made people haggard for Iraq.

The Book of Songs, written by an anonymous drummer, is rich in life and death.

If the relationship between Qin Guan and Queqiaoxian lasts for a long time, it will be a matter of time.

Do you know when Li Bai's three, five and seven words are lovesick? At this point, the night is awkward.

Anonymous phoenix seeks to burn, and there are beauties in the piano songs. I can't forget them when I see them, and I'm crazy if I don't see them for a day.

6 Zheng Chouyu bid farewell to you this time, which is wind, rain and night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

Li Bai's 357 words entered my lovesick door, knowing that I was lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.

Eight Yuan Zhen's five thoughts, the fourth of which was once a water disaster, eternal amber.

9 Cao Zhiming's tall buildings on the moon will float and sink in different directions if the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy. When can we meet in harmony?

10 Nalanxing's corn poppy is desolate, and the latter two should be the same. The most difficult thing is to clear up the grievances in the middle of the month.

1 1 Zhang Ji's holiday song returns to your pearl with tears. I hate not meeting you before I get married.

12 Xi Murong How did a flowering tree let you meet me? At my most beautiful moment, I begged Buddha for 500 years to let us have a dusty relationship.

13 Chen Hengke's "The Portrait of Chunqi" has more than one shadow, so how can we live together without dying?

14 Liang Qichao said that he missed trees and Silang hated Mandy.

15 Xu gan's thought comes from the monarch, and the moon is dark in the mirror, which is hopeless. Thinking of you is like running water, why are you poor?

[Blows a kiss]

16 Sima Guang met Xijiang Yue, and he argued that he had disappeared and was heartless.

17 Gong Zizhen's prose is not heartless, but turned into spring mud to protect flowers.

18 is not old, and I can't help feeling. My heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

19 One of Huang Jingren's two poems looks like this star, not last night, but for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.

I know Li Shangyin's untitled sixth third song very well. This kind of love will not have any result, but it can soothe my heart! .

2 1 Li shangyin visited Qujiang alone in late autumn, knowing that he was in love, and was disappointed with the sound of the river in wangjiangtou.

Nalan Xingde broke through the feelings of Huanxisha people and turned to sentimentality, but now she is really not affectionate.

Li Shangyin made a splendid speech, but a moment that should last forever came and went unconsciously.

Zhang's "One Night's Acacia in the Swallow House" is not long.

25 yuan, two good questions about fishing, one of which asks what the world is like and teaches life and death to be committed.

Although my body doesn't have wings like Cai Feng's, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.

Zhang Kejiu Sai Hong Qiu beast furnace flooded with smoke, and patches of green marsh flowers wrote the story of acacia.

Xu Zaisi will not miss you all his life, but he will miss you and will hurt you.

Li Guan fell in love with an inch of acacia, there is no arrangement in the world.

Su Shi Jiangchengzi was born and died for ten years, never thinking, never forgetting, leaving a lonely grave thousands of miles away and nowhere to tell.

3 1 The Book of Songs by Anonymous. "What's the Tang style in the evening? See this lover.

Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow says that we want two birds to be one, fly in the sky, grow together on the ground, and have two branches in one tree. ..

Wen's recent love flowers overlap with tears, and there is only love in life.

Cao Xueqin's eyebrows are vain. One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in my life. If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried?

Li Shangyin has no problem. Spring silkworms have to weave until they die, and tears are exhausted every night.

Yueliangqu Chun Qing

Xu zaisi

If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you.

My body is like floating clouds, my heart is like flying catkins, and my spirit is so weak.

Here is a wisp of lingering fragrance, looking forward to a thousand dollars wandering.

When is the most violent time when the symptoms of lovesickness come? The lights are half dim and the moon is half bright.

Don't climb me. I'm too biased

I'm Liu Linchi from Qujiang.

This person folds and that person climbs.

Love for a while

The beauty of the north

Be left behind, be independent

A city that cares for the people

When she turned around for the second time, everyone in this country fell in love with her.

It is better not to know that she will lead to the collapse of a city and the demise of a country.

Beauty is hard to get.

Wonong ci

Year: Yuan Author: Guan Daosheng

You are full of enthusiasm, emotion and fire for me. Twist a piece of mud, be a you, be a me, break us together, mix with water, twist another you, be a me. I got you into the mire, and you got me into the mire. I am as alive as you are, as dead as you are.

One is Xianpa, Yuen Long,

One is flawless jade.

If there is no strange fate,

I met him again in this life;

If there is a strange fate,

Finally, how to empty your mind?

A vain thing,

Worry about nothing.

One is the moon in the water,

One is a flower in the mirror.

I wonder how many tears I can have in my eyes.

How can we survive from autumn to late winter?

Spring goes and summer comes!

Eighteen brides and eighty lang

Gray hair on red dress

The mandarin duck was spent two nights.

Pear blossoms on begonia (Shi)

Ask what love is in the world and teach people to live and die together.

If you have fun and leave your misery, there will be more stupid children in school. If you have words, there are clouds in Wan Li and snow in Qian Shan, who will you only go to!

Flowers fade, red apricots are small, swallows come and people walk around in the green water. There are fewer branches blowing willows, and there are more grass on earth!

Outside the road, people inside and outside the wall laugh. The laughter faded away, but the affection was annoyed by ruthlessness.

Lotus leaves hate being born in spring and when they are dry in autumn. I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.

I was born a gentleman, but I was not born a gentleman. I am getting old.

Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.

Drunk to shoot the spring shirt and cherish the old fragrance,

Heaven will leave behind hatred, trouble and madness.

Autumn grass grows on strangers every year,

From the sun to the sunset.

Clouds are foggy,

Water is boundless,

How long do pedestrians cry?

Acacia is speechless,

Don't waste tears on stationery.

You should be like a stone.

My concubine should be cattail grass.

Pucao is as tough as silk.

Rock-free transfer

Touch the fish

Ask lotus root how much silk it has, and lotus knows who it is suffering for.

Two flowers are charming opposites, just children of the old family.

I already promised. Why not teach, live and die together?

The sunset is speechless. In the smoke of thanking the guests, ChristianRandPhillips River was not heartbroken.

Good dreams are good for ganoderma lucidum. It's hard to pitch in the middle.

The seas run dry and the rocks crumble, but you wish you couldn't bury the loess.

Acacia Flowing through the years, it was mistakenly taken by the west wind for no reason.

Lanzhou stays less. I'm afraid of carrying wine, and my red skirt is hanging down by half, and I'm lying in a mess.