1. Poems describing sexual intercourse
When the jasper breaks the melon, the man is turned upside down by love.
The lotus mausoleum is covered with frost, and its autumn appearance is still good.
When the jasper breaks the melon, the love is reversed.
A man who is grateful is not ashamed of him, so he will hug him when he turns around.
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"Songs of the Four O'clock in the Midnight":
"Open the window to let the autumn moonlight shine, extinguish the candles and undress the skirts,
Inside the smiling curtain, the fragrance of orchid and hibiscus spread all over the body."
There is a similar description in the Yuefu poem "Poetry of Six Arts" written by Shen Yue, a Liang poet in the Southern Dynasties:
When recalling sleep, people are still asleep.
Jie Luo does not need persuasion, but needs more guidance.
Afraid of being seen by others, shy in front of a candle. 2. Poems about Luohong
1. Luohong paved the path to the horizontal pool, making it sunny and light raining. ——Qin Guan's "Spring in the Painting Hall· Horizontal Pool with Fallen Red Paths"
Translation: Fallen flowers cover the paths in the garden, and spring water overflows the pond.
2. Falling red flowers are not heartless things, they turn into spring mud to protect flowers. ——Gong Zizhen, "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai·Part 5"
Translation: It is like a fallen flower falling from a branch, but it is not a ruthless thing. It turns into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing. The role of the next generation.
3. Flowers bloom and fall but they don’t last long. They fall red all over the ground and return to silence. ——Chen Shubao's "Flowers in the Back Garden of Yushu"
Translation: It is a very short time for flowers to go from blooming and blooming to withered and withered. When the petals fall off, everything becomes ordinary again.
4. People in the small courtyard remember farewell at dusk. Falling red and hearing cries everywhere. ——Su Shi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers·Spring Fades and the Fragrant Grass Rests"
Translation; Sitting in the small courtyard at dusk, missing my loved ones. However, when the flowers were falling everywhere, I happened to encounter a shrike.
5. Draw bridges and flowing water. When the rain gets wet, the red leaves cannot fly. ——Wang Anguo's "Reduced Words Magnolia·Spring Love"
Translation: Under the beautiful bridge, the water is gurgling, and the petals are soaked by the rain and stick to the ground.
6. The clear green light in the ice pond is still empty, and the fragrant path has been broken by falling red and blowing. ——Yan Ren's "Jade House Spring·Spring Thoughts"
Translation: A clear and clear pond is full of green. All the flowers on the fragrant path have fallen, and even the petals that fell on the path have been blown far away by the wind.
7. The red incense flows away for pity, and the general returns to Hualiang. ——Zeng met "Ruan Langgui·Liuyin Courtyard Takes the Scenery"
Translation: The fallen flowers flowed by the water, but the passionate swallows carried them back to the painted beams one by one and built a fragrant nest.
8. I don’t hate that these flowers will fly away, but I hate that the red flowers in the West Garden are difficult to decorate. ——Su Shi's "Shui Long Yin·Ci Yun Zhang Zhifu Yang Hua Ci"
Translation: I don't hate the flowers that are flying and falling, but I am complaining and resenting that Western Garden, the ground is red and withered, and it is difficult to renovate it. .
9. Cherish the spring and fear that the flowers will bloom early, not to mention the numerous falling reds. ——Xin Qiji's "Taking Fish·Can Dispel Several Winds and Rains"
Translation: Flowers are a symbol of spring. The flowers bloom early and naturally fall early, and spring comes early.
10. When the shore is broken and new green emerges, it is a place where red falls and flows with sadness. I remember that day, when the pear blossoms were hidden behind the door, and the lights were cut off to speak late at night. ——Shi Tazu's "Qi Luo Xiang·Wing Chun Rain"
Translation: Near the broken river bank, you can see the green water waves rising, causing patches of red to float on the water, drifting eastward with melancholy. I remember that day, it was because of you that I was afraid that the pear blossoms would be blown, so I closed the courtyard door. It is because of you that I held a candle and talked with that beautiful lady under the west window. 3. Ancient poems about sex
There is this verse in the Yuefu poem "The Lover's Jasper Song" written by Sun Chuo of the Jin Dynasty:
When the jasper breaks the melon, the man is turned upside down by his love. The lotus mausoleum is covered with frost, and its autumn appearance is still good.
When the jasper breaks the melon, the love is reversed. He is grateful but not ashamed, so he turns around and embraces her.
The faint moon shines through the curtains, and the sky is blue with fluorescence. The sky in the distance is misty at first, and the low trees are becoming green. The dragon blows through the bamboos in the garden, and the luan sings in the tung trees on the well.
The mist hangs from the silk ribbons, and the breeze rings from the ring. The crimson festival follows the golden mother, and the cloud heart holds the jade boy. Deeper, people are quiet, and it rains in the morning.
The pearls are shining brightly, and the flowers are bright and embroidered with dragons. Baochai travels with colorful phoenixes, and Luoluo covers the red rainbow. He said that he was coming from the Yaohua Garden and was about to go to the Bi Emperor Palace.
Because I was traveling north of Luocheng, I occasionally headed east of the Song family. The drama was slightly rejected at the beginning, but the tenderness has secretly penetrated. The cicada's shadow moves as she walks back, covered in jade dust.
Turning around, the flowers and snow are flowing, and I get on the bed and hug the flowers. Mandarin ducks dance with their necks crossed, in an emerald acacia cage. The brows often gather together, and the lips are warm and melting.
The qi is clear and orchid-rich, the skin is moist and the muscles are plump. I am unable to move my wrist carelessly, but I love to bow my head. There were beads of sweat, and the hair was messy and green.
Fang is happy to have a thousand-year meeting, but I heard that I was poor for five nights. The lingering time is limited, and the lingering love is hard to end. The slow face contains a sad look, and the fragrant words are sincere.
Giving a ring means that you will meet each other, and leaving a knot will show that you are of the same mind. The crows of powder flow clear the mirror, and the remaining lamps surround the dark insects. The brilliance is still shining, and the rising sun is fading.
He returned to Luo by riding a duck, and went up to the Song Dynasty to play the flute.
The fragrance of the clothes is still dyed with musk, and the pillow is still red after being greasy. The curtains of grass line the pond, fluttering in thoughts of Zhupeng.
Suqin Ming resents the crane, and the Qing and Han Dynasties look forward to returning home. The difficulty of the sea is vast and the sky is high, it is not easy to break through. Xingyun is nowhere to be found, Xiao Shi is in the building.
"Spring in the Jade House":
When the eyes of the stars come together, they are looking forward to each other, and the two petals of the peach blossom sing on the pillow. Many people wanted to close their mouths, but their lips were already opened by the tongue.
There is no limit to the love when she is resting, her breasts have been exposed to the wind and sweat. They opened their eyes and looked at each other, their hearts as hot as red coals. 4. Poems describing breasts
People are unique in appreciating the beauty of women. In classical poetry, it is not difficult to find gorgeous sentences describing women’s breasts. For example, Wang Yan, a poet of the Ming Dynasty, once wrote a poem called "Fresh Milk": A pair of bright moons stick to my chest, Forbidden grapes and jasper are round; Under the husband-in-law's window, a few dewdrops hang from the golden stems. This poem uses the bright moon to describe the fullness and roundness of women's breasts, which is very expressive and appropriate. There is a poem by Wu Er titled "Stretching the Waist", which actually describes the breasts: A ball of red jade under the mandarin silk, the sleepy eyes are dim and the wine is weak; the bright wrists are raised high and the body is turning, the breasts are lifted up in ecstasy. Sun Yuanxiang, a poet of the Qing Dynasty, had unique insights into women's frankincense. In a poem called "Ji Shi", he wrote about the intoxicating frankincense of women: Peeping under the crystal curtain, only half an arm can cover the frankincense; Gushe's skin is really like snow, and it cannot be tolerated. It's all cold. Zhang Shao also wrote a poem called "Beauty's Breasts": Shao Hua is so young and mature, and her jade peaks are full of spring and have buds. The painting sill is horizontally flat and half horizontal, and the sandalwood grooves are hugged and covered on one side. The fragrance is about to soften, the first cold dew is coming, the pink droplets are just round but not broken, the melon is warm inside the cup, don't teach me how to wear a single yarn. This poem is obviously describing a girl's breasts that have just begun to grow. Her breasts are still a bit flat, and her nipples are like jade buds growing out. Zhao Luanluan, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, once described a woman's breasts as white phoenix paste greasy and fragrant as snow, and her nipples as purple grapes. The writing is vivid and lifelike, and it is mind-blowing to read: The pink fragrance wets the Yao Qin Zhen with sweat, and the spring teases and melts. White Phoenix ointment; After bathing in Tanlangmen farm, the dew flowers cool and refresh the purple grapes. Zhu Yizun, a scholar in the Qing Dynasty, wrote the phrase "Qinyuan Chun", which describes women's breasts in a very distinctive way:
The breasts are vaguely blue, the hair is evenly distributed, and the fat has a dark fragrance. It looks like green leaves, newly weeping tung seeds, full of purple medicine, and a lotus room. Dou Xiaohanquan, the flowers turn and reveal their stems, the shortest intestines of Liangliang Wufeng. Chen Yuxing, a native of the Qing Dynasty, also has a poem "Qinyuanchun", which pushes the beauty of women's breasts to the extreme: embracing the snow to form a peak, moving the fragrance. The dew is like a pair of pearls, thinking about the first fragrant bun, gradually rising, red socks are tied frequently, but still seem to be missing, the hair is hard to describe, the chicken head is incomparable, the autumn water is like a divine white jade skin, do you still know? If you ask what it tastes like, you will be enlightened. You can see the unbuttoned part of the clothes, and you can see the two most charming points. They look like tortoise shells evenly distributed around the edges of the flower stamens. They are decorated with small corals at the height of the Jade Mountain. Cover up first after bathing, for fear of loose skirts fading away, standing up silver red back and panting. Whoever enjoys it will remember that Ahou was sleeping and once called the man. The poem cleverly uses a variety of metaphors, such as snow, beads, bean sprouts, chicken heads, white jade, tortoise shells, corals, etc., to describe the beauty of the beautiful woman's milk in detail. The charm of people makes people ecstasy, and people can't help but hold and play with them. 5. Poems describing a woman's big breasts
A pair of bright moons stick to her chest, and the Forbidden Grapes and Jasper are round; Under the husband-in-law's silk-colored window, a few dewdrops hang from the golden stems.
Under a ball of ruby ????under the mandarin silk, the sleepy eyes are dim and the wine is weak; the white wrists are raised high and the body is turning, the breasts are lifted up in ecstasy
Under the crystal curtain, half an arm is visible. Covering it with frankincense; Gushe's skin is really like snow, which can't be tolerated by people already getting cold.
Shao Hua is a good young man in Rongsu, and his jade has buds in the spring. The painting sill is horizontally flat and half horizontal, and the sandalwood grooves are hugged and covered on one side.
The fragrance is about to soften and the first cold dew is coming. The pink droplets are just round but not broken. The melon should be warm inside the cup. Don't teach me how to wear a single yarn.
The peaks are covered with snow, and the fragrance is used as dew. They are like two pearls. I want to make a fragrant bun for the first time, slowly rising, and red socks are tied frequently, but they seem to be there but not there. The hair is hard to describe, and the chicken head is nothing like it. Do you still know that the autumn water is the white jade skin of the gods? If you ask what it tastes like, you will be enlightened. You can see the unbuttoned part of the clothes, and you can see the two most charming points. They look like tortoise shells evenly distributed around the edges of the flower stamens. They are decorated with small corals at the height of the Jade Mountain. Cover up first after bathing, for fear of loose skirts fading away, standing up silver red back and panting. Whoever endures it remembers that Ahou was asleep and once called Lang. 6. What does "Pogua" mean in Song Dynasty poetry?
Pogua means sixteen years old.
Pogua: In the old days, literati separated the word "gua" into 28 to mark the year, which means sixteen years old. It was mostly used for women in poetry. Also known as "divide melon".
"Popular Edition·Women": "Song Xie Youpan's poem: 'Po Gua has a smaller waist when she is young.' According to custom, a woman's body is Po Gua, which is not true.
The word "gua" breaks into two. The eight characters indicate that he is twenty-eighty-six years old. "" Ancient Yuefu": "When the jasper breaks the melon."
It may be thought that when the menstruation comes, if the melon breaks, the red tide will appear. This is not true. Gai will break the melon vertically and horizontally into two "eight" characters, which is the interpretation of sixteen years old.
Sources of extended information: 1. "Popular Edition·Women": "A poem by Xie Youpan of the Song Dynasty: 'Po Gua has a small waist when she is young.' According to custom, it is not right for a woman to be Po Gua when she is destitute.
The character "gua" is broken into the character "二八", which means he is twenty-eighty-six years old. "It means: 'Pogua is young and has a small waist.'
'Everyday people think that if a woman loses her virginity, she is a loser. This is not true. The melon is divided into two eights, which means 2816.
2. "Ancient Yuefu": "When the jasper breaks the melon." It may be interpreted that at the beginning of menstruation, if the melon breaks, you will see red tide, which is not true.
Gai will break the melon vertically and horizontally into two "eight" characters, which is the solution of sixteen years old. Meaning: When jasper breaks into melon. "
Sometimes it is understood that when a woman has her first menstruation, if the melon is broken, it will turn red. This is not the case. Originally, the melon was divided vertically and horizontally to form two horoscopes, which is used as a sixteenth year.
3. Duan Chengshi’s poem: “I still pity the smallest carving day. "That is to say: she should still be cherished at her young age of sixteen.
4. Li Qunyu's poem: "Jasper is divided into melon years at the beginning. "Biyu refers to the girl of the Xiaojia family.
This sentence means: The girl of the Xiaojia family has just turned sixteen. 7. Poems about willow branches
There is no doubt that the mountains and rivers will be restored. On the road, there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers. ——Lu You's "Visiting Shanxi Village"
My clothes are wet with the rain of apricot blossoms, but my face is not cold from the willow wind. ——Zhinan's "Quequatrains"
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky. —— Du Fu's "Quequatrains"
The moon rises above the willow branches, and people meet after dusk. —— Ouyang Xiu's "Sheng Chazi·Yuan Xi"
Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through the Yumen Pass - Wang Zhihuan's "Two Poems from Liangzhou, Part One"
The jasper is as high as a tree, and thousands of green silk ribbons hang down. "Ode to Willows"
I don't know who cuts the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors - "Ode to Willows" by He Zhizhang
The courtyard is a little deep, with willows piled in smoke and curtains. No number. —— Ouyang Xiu's "Die Lian Hua·How Deep in the Courtyard"
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The grass is long and the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are blowing on the dike and drunk with spring smoke - Gao Ding's "Village House"
The willows crow in the courtyard at dusk, remember that person, and the pear blossoms are folded with the moon. . ——Chen Liang's "The Poppy·The East Wind Swings the Light Clouds"
There are flowers flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind keeps the willows from falling. ——Han Hong's "Cold Food"
Peach red returns. With the lingering rain, the willows are green with morning smoke. ——Wang Wei's "Seven Pastoral Music Part 6"
The morning rain in Weicheng is light and the guest houses are green and the willows are new. ——Wang Wei's "Weicheng." Song"
Date flowers are falling on clothes and towels, reeling wheels are ringing in the south and north of the village, and cucumbers are sold in ancient willows in cow clothes. ——Su Shi's "Huanxisha·Jujube flowers are falling on clothes and towels"
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Dance under the moonlight in the willow tower, and sing in the wind under the peach blossom fan - Yan Jidao's "Partridge Sky· Colorful Sleeves Holding the Jade Bell Attentively"
Exquisite dice are decorated with red beans, which make people miss each other deeply. ——Wen Tingyun's "Two Poems of Nange"
The city is full of spring scenery and willows ——Lu You's "Hairheaded Phoenix·Red Hands"
The pear blossom courtyard is filled with the moon, and the catkins pond is lightly blown by the wind - Yan Shu's "Untitled·The oil-walled incense cart no longer meets"
Suddenly I saw the willow color on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband to look for a title. - Wang Changling's "Girlfriend's Grudge"
The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River - Liu Yuxi's "Two Poems on Bamboo Branches·Part 1"
It's almost noon and the wind is light. Flowers follow willows across Qianchuan - Cheng Hao's "Spring Comes Occasionally·The Clouds Are Light and the Breeze Is Near Noon"
The youth is not left behind. ——Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi·Xicheng Willows Make Spring Soft"
There are no catkins blown up by the wind, only sunflowers leaning towards the sun. ——Sima Guang's "Early Summer in Guesthouse"
The wind returns to the small courtyard, turning green, and the willow eyes continue to spring. ——Li Yu's "Poppy Poppy·The Wind Returns to the Green Small Courtyard"
The willows in Xicheng make spring soft. ——Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi·Xicheng Willows Make Spring Soft"
Moths and snowy willows are covered with golden threads. ——Xin Qiji's "The Green Jade Case·Yuan Xi"
Spring grass grows in the pond, and the willows in the garden turn into songbirds.
—— Xie Lingyun's "Climbing the Pool and Going Up the Floor"