The beautiful smile and the beautiful eyes. (The Book of Songs. Wei Feng. Shuo Ren)
The beauty is drunk, and her face is more rosy. (Song Jade Calls the Soul)
The beauty conceals the present and the past, and the lotus flowers shame the jade face. (Li Bai Xishi)
There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent. Look at the Qingren city once, and then look at the Qingren country. (A song by Li Yannian)
As elegant as a startled giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon. (Cao Zhi Luo Shen Fu)
Who pities the Yue girl, whose face is as beautiful as jade, but the poor and lowly people at the head of the river have their own yarn. (Wang Wei’s trip to Luoyang’s daughter)
The hibiscus is not as beautiful as the makeup, and the wind in the water palace brings the fragrance of pearls and green. (Wang Changling's Autumn Resentment in the West Palace)
The expression is strong, distant and true, and the texture is fine and even. (Du Fuli's Journey)
As pretty as a peach in three springs, as pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns. (Chapter 68 of A Dream of Red Mansions)
It is written in the "Book of Songs. Peach Blossoms" of the Zhou Dynasty: "When the peach blossoms are young, their flowers are burning, and when the son returns, it is suitable for his family." Peach blossoms have been regarded as Symbol of women;
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty's "Sauvignon Blanc" contains the sentence "Beauty is like a flower separated by clouds", which should be the first direct way to compare flowers with beauty.
The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the threshold and the dew is thick.
If I hadn’t seen you at the top of the jade mountain, I would have looked at Yaotai under the moon. -Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao Ci" (Yang Guifei)
Who is similar to the Han Palace? Poor Feiyan relies on her new makeup. --Same as above
Famous beauties are in love with each other, and the king often makes them smile.
Explanation: The spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion leans against the railing in the north. - Same as above
The beautiful woman rolled up the beaded curtain and sat deep with her eyebrows furrowed, but when she saw wet tears, she didn't know who she hated -
Being quiet is like a flower shining on the water. Action is like the wind. Fluffing Willow.
The Book of Songs is the oldest poem in China. The verses describing beautiful women are:
Hands are like catkins, hands are like catkins, skin is like gelatin, and collar is like a cricket. A grub, with teeth like gourd rhinoceros, a slender head and moth-like eyebrows, and a charming smile?
Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow":
"It's hard to give up on natural beauty"
"Looking back A smile is alluring, and the six palaces have no color."
"The hot spring water washes away the fat"
"The beautiful face on the temples shakes with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night"
"Hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows"
Human face is like a peach blossom
Tang Yin cut a plum blossom
The steps are red and covered with moss and green branches, Du Yu's voice is loud, Du Yu's voice is sad! After a short period of intercourse, they separated again. The colorful phoenix flew alone, and the colorful phoenix lived alone.
How long will it take to miss each other after farewell? It’s hard to know what will happen next? Will it be difficult in the future? How can this feeling express lovesickness? A love word, a love poem.
The pear blossoms are shut behind closed doors when the rain hits them, and they live up to their youth and live up to their youth! Enjoyable things, who cares? Ecstasy under the flowers, ecstasy under the moon.
My eyebrows are full of sorrow, and the sun is frowning, with thousands of cry marks, ten thousand cry marks; I look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk, and I miss you when I walk! Sitting there, I miss you.
Tang Yin's Song of Jealousy Flowers
Last night it started to rain, and several of the begonias were light and delicate, ready to rain;
The beauty came out of the orchid room at dawn and turned to the mirror to compare Red outfit.
Ask the man: "The flowers are beautiful and the beauty is beautiful," the man said: "Not as beautiful as the flowers."
The beautiful woman became coquettish and angry at the words, and did not believe that a dead flower is worse than a living person;
Crush the flowers into pieces and throw them in front of the man, asking him to sleep with them tonight.
(Commented by Yuan Zhonglang) Can actually paint a picture
Tang Yin's painting of chrysanthemums
The yellow flower has no owner, and is left alone in the winding path;
Just spend money to buy powder, and pay the west wind for the color of your life.
Tang Yin and Shen Shitian's Poems on Falling Flowers
Part 1
Spring today is better than spring yesterday, and Northern Ruan is translated into Southern Ruan and poor;
I would like to ask the shepherd boy if he should set up some wine and try to taste the plums, which will produce benevolence again.
Liu Rugao sent a concubine to Qiantang, and it took eight fights to meet the God of Luo Water;
Many good flowers have been lost, and no one has ever met the flower admirer.
Part 2
At the end of spring, in the midst of sorrow and illness, the flower branches are exposed to rain and wind;
The old white on the temples is replaced by new white, and the dark red at the bottom of the tree is changed to lighter. red.
The missing guest has left the incense and seals, and the money bag is empty for the wine glass;
I have always had fun by the east city, and the green grass pond is busy in the east.
Part 3
Spring comes and goes in a hurry, and the dazzling prosperity disappears in the blink of an eye;
The apricots have just taken off their single shirt to keep warm, and the pear blossom courtyard is windy.
Sit down and burn the lamp for a golden night, thinking about the red wine in vain;
If Dong Jun asked the fish and geese, his mood would be revealed in the sound of rain.
Fourth
The peach blossoms are all gone, the apricot blossoms are empty, and they bloom and fall roughly the same every year;
Since the festival is approaching the evening of March, why should anyone hate the fifth watch wind? ?
The eaves are straight and the curtains are green, and the upper bricks are as bright as brocade.
Looking towards the Cala Luo Fang Parry, a pair of mandarin ducks are right in the middle.
Li Qingzhao Rumengling
Last night the rain was light and the wind was violent,
The remaining wine was not consumed by heavy sleep.
I asked the person behind the curtain,
But the road remained the same.
Do you know? Do you know?
It should be green, red and thin.
Li Qingzhao Good things are coming soon
The wind is setting and the flowers are falling deep,
There are red piles of snow outside the curtain.
I always remember that after the begonias bloom,
it is the time of spring.
After the singing in the wine stall, the jade statue is empty,
The green vat is dark and bright.
The soul's dream is full of resentment,
There is a cry () (left "Jue", right half, right "Bird").
Li Qingzhao Qingpingle
In the snow every year,
I often plant plum blossoms to get drunk,
There is no good intention in removing all the plum blossoms,
Win clothes full of tears!
This year, everywhere in the world,
The temples are blooming with beauty.
Looking at the late wind,
there should be no plum blossoms.
Li Qingzhao Linjiang Fairy
Plum Blossom
The courtyard is a little deeper,
Spring is late in the cloud window and fog pavilion,
For whom do you become haggard and lose your beauty?
It is good to have clear dreams at night,
It should be from the south branch.
The jade is thin and the sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful.
The Qiang pipes in the south tower will stop playing.
Who knows when the strong fragrance blows away?
The warm wind will be delayed by the sun.
Don’t let the apricot blossoms grow fat.
Four Seven, Walking on the Shasha
·Picture of Lady with Hairpin
Send away loneliness,
usher in prosperity.
For whom are you competing for beauty and fame?
Duoduo is full of tears of lovesickness,
Duoduo accompanies me to drift away.
Send away the cold night,
usher in the dawn.
The fragrance of flowers fills the city.
Every trace is love,
The branches and leaves are always related to love.
The jade belt is hanging in the forest, and the golden hairpin is buried in the snow. (Referring to the Daiyu Baochai)
Baoyu is still puzzled after looking at it. When I want to ask, I know that he will refuse. He was about to leave the leak, but he was reluctant to leave it. So when he looked back, he saw a bow with citron hanging on it. There is also a lyric that goes:
Twenty years of distinguishing right from wrong , the pomegranate blossoms illuminate the palace palace.
The three springs compete for the first spring scene, the tiger and the tiger meet each other and return home in great dreams. (Yuan Chun)
Later, there is a painting of two people flying kites, and a sea. A large ship, in which there is a woman covering her face and crying. There are also four sentences written:
Talent comes from being shrewd and ambition comes from high, born in the last days, the luck is declining.
Qingming Looking at the riverside with tears in my eyes, the east wind of thousands of miles is just a dream away. (It seems to be exploring spring)
In the back, there are a few wisps of flying clouds and a bay of passing water. The poem says:
Wealth and honor What's more, parents disobey each other in their infancy.
Open your eyes and look up at the slanting light, the water of Xiangjiang River passes by and Chu Yunfei flies away. (Xiang Yun)
There is another piece of beautiful jade painted on the back, which fell into the mud. Among them, the conclusion goes:
If you want to be clean, how can you ever be clean? The clouds may not be empty.
The poor gold and jade will eventually sink into the mud. (Miaoyu)
< p>I suddenly saw a painting of a bad wolf in the back, chasing a beautiful woman, wanting to eat it. The book says:I am a Zhongshan wolf, and when I succeed, I will run rampant.
Jingui The quality of flowers and willows is like a journey to Huangliang. (Welcome the Spring Festival)
Behind is an ancient temple, inside which there is a beautiful woman sitting alone reading sutras. The verdict is:
Exploration The spring scene does not last long, and the pure clothes suddenly change the makeup of the past.
The poor embroidered house girl is lying alone next to the ancient Buddha with green lantern. (Xichun)
There is an iceberg behind , there is a female phoenix on it. His judgment is:
All birds come from the end of the world, and they all know how to admire this talented person.
One from two, three people are dead, crying about the Jinling incident More sad. (Wang Xifeng)
Behind is another deserted village and a shop, where a beautiful woman is spinning her crops. The verdict is:
If the situation is defeated, leave Yungui, and if the family is destroyed, there is no need to talk about relatives.
Occasionally, because of the help of the Liu family, I met a benefactor by chance. (Sister Qiao)
At the back is a pot of orchids, and next to it is a beauty with a phoenix crown and a garland. There is also a judgment saying:
When the spring breeze of peach and plum blossoms ends, who will be like a pot of orchids in the end.
Like ice water, we are jealous of each other and it is useless to joke with others. (Li Wan)
Cao Zhi: "Without uttering words, the air is like orchid."
The skin is like gelatin, which can be broken by blowing, as smooth as silk and as pliable as reed!
Wei Zhuang: "I secretly wonder what the jade face looks like; a branch of plum blossom frozen in spring snow."
The man beside me looks like the moon, and my bright wrist is covered with frost and snow
Zhang Xian
Luo skirt embroidered with double butterflies. Banquet in Dongchi, meeting each other for the first time. The vermilion powder is not deep and uniform, but the idle flowers are faintly fragrant. Look carefully at all the good things, everyone is humane and willow waist. Yesterday, the mountains were in chaos and it was dark. When I arrived, my clothes were covered with clouds.
Qiao Ji
The orioles and swallows are blooming in spring, and the flowers and willows are real. Everything is charming, delicate and tender, and everyone behaves at all times.
Yan Jidao
The colorful sleeves held the jade bell diligently, but in those days, they were drunk and beautiful.
Dancing low to the moon in the heart of the willow tower, singing to the wind under the peach blossom fan.
My young father saw the jade flute in front of me, and the silver lantern sang so enchanting
After the dream, the balcony was high and locked
The curtains were drooped when I was sober
< p>Last year, when the spring regret cameThe Fallen Flower Man was independent
Wei Yuyan flew together
Remember the first time Xiao Ping met
Double Heart Words Luo Yi
Speaking of lovesickness on the pipa string
At that time, the bright moon was there
It once illuminated the colorful clouds and returned
Li Yu
The clouds are cloudy, the jade is flying, and the shirt is light and thin. Light frown and double snails. There are many autumn winds and gentle rain, and there are three or two banana trees outside the curtain. What can people do when the night is long!
The hills overlap and the golden light disappears, and the clouds on the temples want to capture the fragrant snow on the cheeks. Too lazy to draw eyebrows, too late to put on makeup and wash up. Looking at the flowers in the front and rear mirrors, the flowers reflect each other. Newly embroidered Luo Ru, double golden partridges
Just leaving Liuwu, I just came out of the flower house. But wherever you go, the birds startle the trees, and the shadows in the cloister are about to arrive. Immortal mantles are fluttering, and I smell the fragrance of musk orchid; lotus clothes are about to move, and I hear the clang of the ring. The dimple smiles with spring peaches, the cloud bun is piled with green; the lips bloom with cherry blossoms, and the pomegranate teeth are fragrant. The slender waist is beautiful, and the wind and snow are dancing; the pearls and green are shining, duck green and goose yellow. When you wander among the flowers, you should be angry or happy; when you wander on the pond, you will feel like flying. The eyebrows are about to frown, but they are about to say nothing; the lotus steps suddenly move, about to stop, but they are still walking. I envy the beauty's good qualities, which are pure and smooth; I admire the beauty's gorgeous clothes, which sparkle in articles. If you love the appearance of a beautiful woman, you will wear fragrant jade seals; if you love the attitude of a beautiful woman, the phoenix will fly away from the dragon. As pure as it is, the spring plum blossoms are covered with snow; as clean as it is, the autumn flowers are covered with frost. As quiet as it is, pines grow in the empty valley; as beautiful as it is, the clouds reflect the clear pond. As its writing is like, the dragon swims in the winding marsh; as its spirit is like, the moon shines over the cold river. I am ashamed of Xizi when I am far away, and I am ashamed of Wang Qiang when I am near. Where was he born? Where did he descend from? If he had not returned from the banquet, he would have been the best in Yaochi. If he had played the flute to lure him away, he would have been the best in Zifu.
The weather is new on March 3, and there are many beautiful people by the waterfront in Chang'an. The posture is strong, the meaning is distant and true, the texture is fine and the bones are even. The embroidered clothes shine in the late spring, and the golden peacocks and silver unicorns frown.
The beauty rolls up the bead curtain and sits with deep frown and eyebrows. But seeing wet tears, I don’t know who I hate.
White dew grows on the jade steps, and it invades the stockings for a long time at night. But under the water curtain, I looked at the autumn moon exquisitely.
The young woman in the boudoir knows no worries, and goes up to the green building with makeup on the spring day. Suddenly I saw the willow color on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband to look for a title!
New makeup should be worn under the Zhulou Tower, locked in the spring scenery and sorrow in the courtyard. Walking to the atrium to count the flowers, dragonflies flew up to scratch the jade.
The moon has passed over the trees in the Forbidden Gate Palace, and my charming eyes can only look at the nest of the egret. The jade hairpin is pulled out at an angle by the shadow of the lamp, and the red flame is flicked away to save the moths.
The sunlight slants on Jiling Terrace, and the mangrove flowers bloom to greet the dawn. Last night, when the emperor newly conferred a royal title, Taizhen came into the curtain with a smile.
Mrs. Yiguo accepted the Lord's favor and rode into the palace gate in the bright morning. But I don't like the makeup and powder to pollute the color, so I lightly sweep my eyebrows towards the Supreme Being.
Qing Luo’s small fan flutters at the flowing fireflies. . . .
Pingting is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are in early February. . .
The autumn dew of Gui Po's new life is slight, but the light Luo has been thin and has not changed its clothes. The silver zheng has been played diligently for a long time at night, but I am timid and can't bear to return to the empty room.
The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the threshold, and the dew is thick.
A branch of red dew is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain. May I ask who in the Han Palace looks like her? Poor Fei Yan, who is leaning on her new makeup.
Famous flowers attract the attention of the whole country, and the kings often laugh at them. To explain the infinite hatred of the spring breeze, the agarwood pavilion leans against the langan in the north.