The Book of Songs is the oldest poem in China. The poems describing beautiful women include: "The hands are soft, the skin is coagulated, the collar is like a salamander, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, and the eyebrows are bowed. From the poem Calling South, there is a clever smile:" What is it, China? " After this poem describing beautiful women with peaches and plums, future generations have maintained such a tradition. For example, Cao Zhi, a famous poet of the Three Kingdoms, wrote in Miscellaneous Poems No.4 that "there are beautiful women in the south, and China is as beautiful as peaches and plums". Party from Liuwu, suddenly out of the greenhouse.
but when you walk, the birds will startle the trees in the courtyard, and when it arrives, you will see the cloister.
at first, the fairies are floating, I can smell the fragrance of musk orchid, my clothes are moving, and I can hear the clang of the ring.
Shu smiles at spring peaches, clouds pile up in green buns, lips bloom with cherry blossoms, and pomegranate teeth are fragrant.
The waist is slim, the return air dances with snow, the pearls are bright and the forehead is yellow.
when you are in the flowers, you should be angry and happy, and you should wander on the pool, if you fly, if you fly.
the moth smiles, but she will speak without words, and she will move suddenly, waiting to stop.
I admire him for his good qualities, pure and smooth, his fine clothes and articles.
I love him with a handsome face, fragrant and elegant, and I love him with a pleasant attitude.
What is it? Snow is blooming in Chun Mei. How clean it is, autumn chrysanthemum is frosted.
if it's quiet, it's empty. How gorgeous it is, the Xia Ying Cheng Tang.
what about his writing? He swims in a meandering marsh. What is its god? The moon shoots the cold river.
I should be ashamed of Xizi, but I should be ashamed of Wang Qiang. Strange, where you were born, where you came from, you can believe it, Yaochi is unique, and Zifu is unparalleled. Who is the fruit? Such beauty is also!
This is a beautiful poem in a Dream of Red Mansions that describes a fairy who came to earth.