A beautiful poem about women's rouge 1. Rouge poem
Poems about rouge include:
1, Wang Yucheng's trip to the countryside in the Northern Song Dynasty
Original text:
The horse crossed the chrysanthemum and crossed the mountain road, leaving the horse to walk freely. Listen to the sound of thousands of valleys at night and watch some peaks silent in the sunset.
The leaves of huanghuali are as red as rouge, and the fragrance of buckwheat flowers is as white as snow. Why are you so melancholy? The original tree of the village bridge looks like my hometown.
Translation:
The horse is walking on the mountain road, the chrysanthemum is yellowish, and it is intentional to walk freely. Thousands of valleys echo to listen to the night, and silently watch several peaks in the sunset.
The fallen leaves in Li Tang are as red as rouge, and the fragrant buckwheat is as white as snow. What makes me suddenly feel blue when I sing a poem? It turns out that the small bridge in the country is like my hometown!
2. Modern Lu Xun's "Xiangling Song"
Original text:
I used to smell the water of Xiangjiang River as blue as dye, but now I smell the rouge mark of Xiangjiang River. Xiangling makeup shines on Hunan water, and her eyes are as bright as the moon.
In the lonely night of Gaoqiu, there is no spring in Fang Quan. When the drum is finished, the Yao people don't smell it, and the peace is like the autumn gate.
Translation:
Once upon a time, people praised the flowing water of Xiangjiang River as bright and beautiful as green satin. Now I'm glad to hear that the Xiangjiang River is red like a forest, and the water in Hunan is like rouge. Hearing the good news of the Red Army's victory, Xiang Ling wiped her tears and went upstairs to freshen up. Singing and dancing with a smile, looking at Xia Hong in the East.
The death in the Kuomintang-controlled area is as calm and silent, and the white terror is like a long night; Revolutionaries, like flowers and trees, have long lost spring, only cold. I wish the city of Dajie Red Zone is full of gongs and drums, and the Kuomintang-controlled area is deaf and dumb, only caring about wine; The small court in Nanjing is full of boasting and repeating the old story of self-deception.
3. Cao Xueqin's Peach Blossom in Qing Dynasty
Original text:
The maid's golden basin is flooded, and the fragrant spring shadows the cold rouge! What kind of rouge is brighter? The color of flowers makes people cry.
If people's tears are compared to peach blossoms, they will flow from long to charming. Tears are easy to dry when the eyes look at flowers, and they are haggard when the flowers dry in spring.
Translation:
The maid brought water with a golden basin, and her reflection was immersed in the cold spring water. The color of rouge is so bright, what can match it? Only the color of peach blossoms and human tears.
If people's tears are compared to peach blossoms, let them flow forever, and peach blossoms are still charming. Looking at peach blossoms with tears, it is easy to dry up. When tears dry up, the flowers wither.
4. Meet Lin Huan Hua Xie Chunhong by Li Yu in the Southern Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.
Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
Translation:
The safflower in the forest has withered, and the flowers are blooming and falling. I'm really in a hurry to leave. Also very helpless. How can flowers endure the cold and rain day and night?
Red flowers falling everywhere are wet by rain, like rouge on the cheeks of a tearful beauty. Flowers and people who love flowers are congenial. When can we meet again? There are always too many resentments in life, just like the river that died in the east, which never stops and never ends.
5. Su Shi's Liang Zhu Yu Shu Jing Sprinkle Fire in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Original text:
The rain is thin and the fire is splashing. The swing in the alley is still unclear. Apricot branches are fragrant, buds are broken and pale red and white rouge.
Bitterness is frustrated by emotion. Sick and tired, as muddy as a year. Walk around the cloister and sit alone. The moon is dark and the door is locked.
Translation:
After a peach blossom rain, it started to rain sleet. Before Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, the swing in the community began to swing. A flower on the top of the apricot is blooming, and the reddish flower is picked and turned into a white flower, as if it had been soaked in rouge gouache.
Suffering from the pain of each other's affection, I feel depressed, as if I had spent a year. Husband and wife run all over the corridor and sit alone in the cloister. It was midnight when I locked the door in the dark.
2. Ancient poems describing rouge
Bodhisattva Man, rouge snow is lightly scented.
Year: Song Author: Yan
Fragrant fragrance and light beam rouge snow. Worry about painting the crescent moon in spring. Love in the moonlight mirror. The light makeup is uneven.
There should be a gift. Try to stay on the swing. English red is everywhere. Wan Liu Suifeng.
Complain, begonia beads are heavy.
Year: Song Author: Yan Shu
Begonia beads are heavily decorated. The sunny dawn is near the curtain. Rouge is applied evenly and brightly, often with a thick face. Look at the tender leaves and cherish the red flowers. Infinite meaning. Flowers are like leaves, year after year, and * * * accounts for the spring breeze.
Butterfly lovers Embroidered Curtain: Boundless Curtain.
Year: Song Author: Song Qi
The embroidered curtains are huge and winding. Sleeping in spring makes people sleepy and slow. Light pillow marks leave a jade surface. Tired of clouds, I want to fly. Distant dreams are joyful and scattered for no reason. Tears are rouge, and the boundary is yellow and shallow. The whole face is flat. One inch of love has no limit.
102 poems
Year: Song Author: Shi Shaotan
Magnolia's anther was the first spring worker, and Rouge's face was stunned by the rain.
The silk tube has come to admire Zhai, and the wind blows off the night watchman.
Liangzhu Rain Water Meridian Fire
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
The rain is thin and the fire is splashing. The aerial swing is still unclear. Apricot buds are fragrant and broken. Pink and faded white rouge. Bitterness is frustrated by emotion. Sick and tired, as muddy as a year. Around the cloister, sitting alone. Moon cage cloud dark heavy door lock.
3. Poems describing rouge
Recently in love? sight
Song qi
The embroidered curtains are huge and winding.
Sleep well in spring, and waves sleep slowly. The faint pillow marks leave a jade face, and the clouds are oblique.
Distant dreams are joyful and scattered for no reason.
Tears are rouge, and the boundary is very shallow. What is your inner limit after adjusting your face?
Dianjiangchun
Han Qi
When I was ill, the flowers in the picture gallery were gaunt. Red is fluttering and tears are dripping. Who will worry about flowers before spring comes?
Trouble is endless. See you later in Wuling, people are far away and empty.
Qujiang Duiyu _ Baidu Chinese
Author: Du Fu
Spring clouds cover the garden wall on the city, and the pavilion is fragrant. The swift in the forest is fat, and the water is long and green.
The new army of Longwu was stationed in the chariot, and Furong was not in the temple, burning incense. When will this money be called, I will be drunk next to the beautiful woman.
And the works of learning messengers presented by Yu Dianyuan.
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Zhou Yang has been a painter for ten years. He is a painter who has used ochre ink instead of rouge for a long time.
The bamboos and cypresses written have no color, but they sell outdated Dongfeng.
4. What ancient poems describe rouge?
1. Meet Lin Huanhua and Xie Chunhong
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.
Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
2. Thought five poems
Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen
Love appreciates the residual makeup in the morning mirror, and the hair clasp is in the hair.
Soon the rising sun shone on Rouge's cheek, as if a red flower had come back to life, as if to be changed.
It's very cold in spring
Song: Chen
In February, Baling was windy, and the cold spring was not over.
Haitang blushed without hesitation and drizzled independently.
4. Liang Zhu, rain, rain, water, fire
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The rain is thin and the fire is splashing. The swing in the alley is still unclear.
Apricot buds are fragrant and broken. Pink and faded white rouge.
Bitterness is frustrated by emotion. Sick and tired, as muddy as a year.
Around the cloister, sitting alone. Moon cage cloud dark heavy door lock.
5. partridge rewards the lotus
Jin Dynasty: Cai Songnian
There are ten fragrant flowers in the beautiful pond, and the waves in the evening are quiet and fragrant.
Rouge snow thin smoked, jade plate high luminous.
The mountains and mountains are far away, the moon wavelength, and the twilight clouds and autumn shadows soak in Xiaoxiang.
Drunk souls want to chase the dream of Lingbo, and pay the west wind to cool tonight.
5. A poem about rouge flowing into the river
1. Missing is the past tense, but sadness can still become a river; After a fleeting time, there is no (Mo, four tones) dust in the lake; Snow Ji painted all over the sky, and the sunset was sad; Running water floats away memories, and the dark night reflects desolation; 2. The wind of past lives is the dust of this life, and endless sadness is full of dreams.
3. Time didn't wait for me, but you forgot to take me down; The left hand is an unforgettable torch spark, and the right hand is a thousand years of long meditation. 4. Leaving makes things easier. People wash away past sins, purify their souls and start a new life.
5. Will the love carved on the back of the bench grow into a windless forest like a tree in the mud? Will it be like a withered flower under a brick board, unable to break through the obstacles and see the light of tomorrow? 6. The moment the pupa breaks its cocoon, it is the pain of tearing off a layer of skin; There are countless stories before the butterfly's happiness, and who can walk into its heart? 7. My sunset melancholy is like a bird flying across the sky. The bird flies across the sky and catches my sunset melancholy. 8. The calmness and calmness of cello sound is a river, the left bank is an unforgettable memory of the past, and the right bank is the bright years held in my hand, flowing in the middle, which is my faint sadness every year.
9. I didn't know it would be so bleak to stare at the sky when I died. Snowbirds' plaintive cries echoed around me, like flickering light and shadow, and swept away obliquely. I saw your face in the blue sky, and the smile on it was as beautiful as a flower, so I smiled.
10. The noise of the world and worldly happiness, like a clear and bright stream, gurgled before my eyes in the unique breeze under the cliff, and the temperature of life poured down like a jade waterfall at the cliff mouth. 1 1. Water is the story of mountain, cloud is the story of wind, forest is the story of qi, and phoenix is the story of phoenix, but I don't know if I am your story.
12. My galloping horseshoe was a beautiful mistake. I'm just passing by, not going home. 13. The sky is still blue and the water is still overflowing with the sound of light and shadow.
In the dream, bamboo silk sings, outsiders outside the building, mountains outside the mountain, and Loushan does not return.
6. Aesthetic Poems of Women's Acacia
1, acacia
[Tang] Wang Wei
Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
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Red and round red beans grow in the sunny south, how many are born in the spring season?
I hope that people who miss me will collect more, and small red beans will attract acacia.
2. Broken Flowers in Sauvignon Blanc
[Ming] Yu Yan
Fold the flower branches, hate the flower branches, let the flowers bloom, and leave when they open.
Afraid of lovesickness, I have missed it, and it's my turn to miss it, revealing a trace of brow.
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Fold off the beautiful flower branches, and resent the floral art. We originally planned to enjoy flowers and drink together when the flowers bloomed, but after the flowers bloomed, the lovers never came back and disappeared.
I am afraid of being tortured by acacia, but I have been worried for a long time, but when it comes to acacia, I can't get rid of it. My heart is a little calmer and my brow is a little exposed.
3. "Yulouchun, I don't know how far you are from me."
[Song] Ouyang Xiu
I don't know the distance after you broke up. Sad and boring. Drifting away, no books, rich water and heavy fish.
Late at night, the wind blows bamboo and plays autumn rhyme. A thousand leaves, a thousand voices, all hate. So, if you look for it in a single pillow, the dream is not a lamp, it will burn.
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After parting, I don't know how far your trip is, and I have endless sadness in my heart. You go further and further, and gradually break the letter; Where can I ask if fish books are not in circulation?
In the middle of the night, the wind rustles the bamboo leaves, and all the voices are not sad and hate. I want to see you in my dream, leaning on a pillow. Who knows that the dream burned out before it was made into a wick.
4. "Ying Tianchang, don't come to Le Shu for half a year."
[Tang] Wei Zhuang
I haven't received your letter for half a year. I miss you like a thousand miles. Every inch of sorrow is pulling my heart.
The opportunity to meet each other is so rare, but it is a pity that it should not be so easy to separate. Last year's pear blossoms were as white as snow, and more spring will be built.
The feeling of lovesickness can only stagnate in the heart, and the words of lovesickness have nowhere to tell. It's even sadder to worry about the days and the clouds and clouds.
Tears of sadness kept flowing and dyed the red cuffs black and yellow.
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I haven't received your letter for half a year, and my heart is broken into thousands of inches for you. Every inch is tied with thousands of worries, and every sorrow is pulling my heart. The opportunity to meet is so rare that I regret leaving so easily. Last year, pear blossoms were as white as snow, and going upstairs to see flowers hurt spring even more.
Acacia can only be suppressed in my heart. The words of acacia have nowhere to tell. If you are worried about the day and the bright moon, you will feel even more sad at this time. Tears of sadness kept flowing and dyed the bright red cuffs black and yellow.
5. "Music day and night, remember the first meeting in the bridal chamber"
[Song] Liu Yong
I remember the first meeting in the bridal chamber. We've only been together a long time. When will there be a quiet moment, becoming parting? The situation is bleak, and it is dusk in spring. I'm crazy about these eyes and flowers. I'm afraid of the beautiful scenery, so I'll go home with Yi.
Who can complain about loneliness? The preface is always light. If I knew it was difficult to fight, I would regret not keeping it. Not only true to the wind, but also unique to the human heart. If you don't think about it for a day, you will have a thousand eyebrows.
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I remember the wedding scene when we first met, but I just thought we should be together forever. Who knows that a short tryst will become the last love before separation, and it happens to be in the twilight. Facing the floating catkins, I am afraid that this beautiful spring will all disappear with his departure.
A love is finally lonely, who to tell? I am easily disappointed when I think of the previous vows of eternal love. If I had known it was so hard, I would have regretted not keeping him. However, apart from his good looks, he also has something to miss. If you don't miss him for a day, you will frown a thousand times, let alone miss him.
7. Describe the poetic aesthetics of female soldiers
Constant Wang Shandou lustful, teach beauty riding and shooting;
You can't be happy when you sing and dance, but you are complacent when you fight.
There is no dust in front of you, and the general is in a red light;
You can smell the breath when you are in power, and the frost spear and snow sword are delicate and difficult to lift.
Lilac knot hibiscus tapestry, not a pearl nod;
After the war, I was so scared at night that I was stained with powder.
Next year bandits will go to Shandong and swallow tigers and leopards like bees;
The king led the heavenly soldiers to destroy them, and World War I and World War II were unsuccessful;
The fishy wind blows down the long wheat, and the sun is empty.
The castle peak is silent, and the flowing water is silent. It is the time when King Heng died.
Rain, white bones stained with blood, Leng Yue Huangsha ghost wakes.
Enemy at the Gates is only for self-protection, Qingzhou sees dust;
Unexpectedly, I am loyal, loyal, and angry with Wang Heng.
Who can count the winners? General Lin Siniang in infancy;
Ordered Zhao's daughter to be driven away, and Tao was on the battlefield.
Embroidered saddle has tears and heavy spring worries, and the armored night is silent and cold;
It's a close call. Take an oath to the former king.
Thieves are rampant and invincible, and willow flowers can hurt the body;
The soul is close to Guo Cheng's hometown, Ma Jian's rouge fragrance.
When The Xing Chi Times entered the capital, whose children were not sad!
The son of heaven panicked and hated losing. At this time, civil and military officials bowed their heads.
What happened? Civil and military officials are not as good as Lin Sinian in the boudoir?
I sigh for my thoughts, and the song is still there!
-"Zen Zen Ci" Cao Xueqin
A beautiful five-foot gun,
The first rays of the morning sun shone on the parade ground.
Chinese children have many strange wishes,
Powder and no powder.
-"Inscription for Female Soldiers" Mao Zedong
8. Looking for poetry
1, Song of Li Yannian by Li Yannian in Han Dynasty.
There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent.
Take care of the city first, then the country.
It's best not to know the whole city and country? Beauty is hard to get again.
2. Tang Wen Ting Yun "Bodhisattva Man, overlapping mountains, blinding by gold"
The mountains overlap, and the clouds want to smell the snow on their cheeks. Too lazy to draw a moth eyebrow, too late to make up and wash.
Look in the mirror before and after the flowers, and look at the flowers. The new post is embroidered with lolo, all of which are golden partridges.
3. Tang Du Fu's "Beauty"
Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.
She told me that she came from a good family and now she is humble to the dust.
When the problem appeared in the customs area, her brother and close relatives were killed.
What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .
The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.
Her husband, with a wandering heart, is looking for a new face like jade.
When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.
4. Wei Jin and Cao Zhi's "Beauty"
The beautiful and quiet girl is busy at the fork of the country road.
Mulberry branches are soft and mulberry leaves fall.
The rolled-up sleeves are clearly visible in her hands, and a gold bracelet is worn on her white wrist.
She wears a sparrow gold hairpin on her head and an emerald green jade on her waist.
The pearls are shining, and corals and pearls are interspersed.
Silk rollers dance in the spring breeze, and thin skirts spin in the wind.
Her look back left a charming light, and the smell of her whistle was like the smell of orchids.
Everyone on the road stopped and refused to go away, and the rest were stupid enough to forget to eat.
Someone asked where the girl was, and her family lived at the south gate of the city.
The green painted tower is on the road, and two doors are tied to the big house.
The girl's face is like the morning sun. Who doesn't love her moving face?
What did the matchmaker do? Why not send a bride price in time to set off the engagement?
A girl must love a noble person, but a virtuous man is hard to find.
To put it bluntly, how do you know what kind of person she is looking for?
Youth bloomed in the boudoir, and in the middle of the night came the voice of her sigh.
5. Song drunken whip double butterfly embroidered skirt
Double butterfly embroidered skirt. Dongchi banquet. First meeting. The vermicelli is not deep and uneven. Idle flowers touch spring.
Look around. All right. Human nature. Waist. Yesterday, the mountains were confused. When I came, my clothes were all on the cloud.
The paper's "Bodhisattva crossing the river, overlapping hills, resplendent and magnificent"
In order to adapt to the voice of the court geisha and embellish the life interest in the palace, this song "Bodhisattva Man" describes the woman's appearance very beautifully, her clothes are very luxurious and her posture is very feminine, as if depicting a picture of a beautiful woman in the Tang Dynasty. Mr. Zhou, an expert in Ci, thinks that this article is well organized. Finishing is nothing more than one thing. If you add a topic to it, it is the word "dressing". If you understand this word, everything will be solved. People who make up start with eyebrows; Comber, mainly temple; So the first sentence is about eyebrows, and the second sentence is about temples. This word has a great influence on later generations.
reference data
Zhou Changru. A dictionary of appreciation of Tang and Song Ci (first edition of Tang, Five Dynasties and Northern Song Dynasty). Shanghai: Shanghai Dictionary Publishing House, 1988.