The following is a poem describing the back of a woman:
1, hired more than thirteen people, and cardamom was the first in early February. In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
2, a banshee is beautiful, and she is going back to Hunan. Shui Mae Fang, who will send it?
3, light Luo small fan white orchid, slim waist jade belt dance yarn. Doubt is a fairy, looking back and smiling is better than Xinghua.
4, clear water out of hibiscus, naturally carved.
5, a generation of the whole city chasing waves, martial arts empty memories of children's homes. Don't laugh at your neighbor's daughter in the east. You are still wearing gauze on Baixi's head.
Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.
In addition to poetry, there are poems describing her back:
The poem behind and what you think of the past.
Think of you, no regrets, no hate, and my heart is no longer puzzling.
I thought you had left my life and dreams.
Remembering your gentle smile is enough to describe the past.
One summer afternoon, I caught a glimpse of that familiar figure.
I can't help singing that forgotten poem again.
Is the whisper in your ear a breeze or your breath?
Such carelessness requires no effort.
I looked at the mud on my hand and sighed gently.
It's too easy to dig up buried memories.
When I stop smiling and whispering, I stop writing poetically.
I realized that you have always been a poem in my heart.
I once climbed a ladder and danced with the wind and clouds.
I also fell to the bottom and prayed to die in the mud.
But that was in the past.
Was that once?
A forgotten poem
Like a breeze caressing my neck
I went back to the past and felt the happy atmosphere at that time.
I went back to that lonely night and watched myself crying in a low voice.
Short but familiar, far and near.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
Steady breathing
The corners of the mouth rise slightly.
Maybe I thought the poem I recited
Some words are omitted.
2. What poems describe her back? She must be a very charming and beautiful woman.
The following is a poem describing the back of a woman: 1, employing more than 13 people, cardamom ending in early February. In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
2, a banshee is beautiful, and she is going back to Hunan. Shui Mae Fang, who will send it?
3, light Luo small fan white orchid, slim waist jade belt dance yarn. Doubt is a fairy, looking back and smiling is better than Xinghua.
4, clear water out of hibiscus, naturally carved. 5, a generation of the whole city chasing waves, martial arts empty memories of children's homes.
Don't laugh at your neighbor's daughter in the east. You are still wearing gauze on Baixi's head. Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley. In addition to poems, there are poems describing her back: poems about her back, which you think are a thing of the past. No regrets, no more heartache. It is enough to tell this story to think that you have left my life and my dream inexplicably, and to think of your gentle smile. Once on a summer afternoon, I caught a glimpse of the familiar back and couldn't help singing the forgotten poem. Is it the breeze or your breath? I looked at the mud on my hand and sighed, so it was easy to dig out the buried memory. When I stopped smiling, whispering and writing, I realized that you have always been a poem in my heart. I once climbed the ladder, danced with the wind and cloud, fell to the bottom of the valley, and prayed for death in the mud, but that was all in the past. Is that the past? Forgotten poems caressed my neck like a breeze. I went back to the past and felt the happy atmosphere at that time. I went back to that lonely night and watched myself crying in a low voice. It's short, but I am familiar with it. I looked at myself in the mirror, breathing smoothly, and my mouth gently lifted. Maybe I think I missed some words in the poem I recited.
3. What poems describe "back"? 1. Looking at the shadow of the building from the back of the mountain, it should be in harmony with the mountain. -Cao Ye's Watchtower
2. Look back at the sunset and listen to the bleak west wind. -Ge Changgeng, "Why do geese come late when things are good?"
3. Ying Ying's backlit shadow-Jie Jiang's "Jade leaks late, Jade Garden's eyes are cold."
Hanging a shadow on the back of the blue lantern, singing sorrow. -Wang "Sweeping Flowers/Sweeping the Floor"
5. shadows fly back and forth, and the sound is cold and jade closes late. -Lin Kuan's Yan Wen
6. The light is leaking and the shadow is gone. -Ewong?'s sentence
7. Looking back at the empty shadow, I also blame He Angzang. -Feng Shixing's "An Qingtong Night Huai"
8. Back wall Yi Deng pity thin shadow, who double pestle new sorrow. -Huang Shenyuan's "Seeing Friends Off in Autumn"
9. The moon breaks the shore and the shadow shines on the back. -Mei Yao Chen's "Drinking with Family in the Midnight on the Ship"
10. Small longitudinal back bridge shadow, go slow with Liu Yin. -Shen said that "the West Lake walks alone"
1 1. Watch the sunset several times, and the lonely shadow has its back to the river. -Interpretation of "Sending a Master on a Journey to the West"
12. The shadows of tall buildings are hovering in the Milky Way, which is suffocating and chilling. -Sima Guang's Stay Straight with Shao Xingzong's Autumn Night School
13. The return journey refers to the mountain, and the shadow is behind the lake. -Wang Jue's "Send Monks to Wuzhong"
14. The rushing rain lost the stream and the residual lights were dim. -Yu Jing's Dushan Temple
15. And bring a silver cylinder and a shadow stand.
—— Cheng Jiasui
This play has a long effect, and Shangguan is related to Gao.
1, excerpt:
(1) Cao Ye's watchtower.
Looking at the shadow of the building from the back of the mountain should be in harmony with the mountain. It's sunrise on the seat, and there are no chickens in the city.
Unlimited prostitutes, blowing sheng ascend the golden ladder. The wind blows the east of Luoyang, and the fragrance passes through the west of Luoyang.
Childe was drunk all night and didn't smell Zigui crying.
(2) "Why do geese come late when good things are near" Ge Changgeng
Why the geese are late and the autumn garden is silent. Do not hate osmanthus, chrysanthemums are precious.
Looking back, I look back at the sunset and listen to the bleak west wind. Infinite poetry and wine, I should have known.
(3) Sweeping Flowers/Sweeping the Floor
ShangBiao suddenly appeared, gradually heard, and Mix is still alive. Tired journey. Hanging the shadow of a blue lantern on his back, singing and worrying.
There is no evidence on and off, trying to set up a waste court. In what? But the leaves are all steps, only tall trees. Recursive dream resistance.
Old ears are hard to ban, and they are sick and sad. Therefore, the mountain courtyard is beautiful. I miss Bian Hong alone and whisper softly.
Point harmony, drizzle banana. There is nowhere to hide. This carefree sadness is especially bitter at night.
④ "Yan Wen" Lin Kuan.
Shadows fly back and forth, and the sound of cold jade closes late.
There are 3,000 dreams in Shang Yang Palace, and the cold wind on the moon smells out of date.
(5) Feng Shixing, An Qingtong Sitting in the Night
In the corner of the room, brocade trees are flying in the wind and the frost is clear at night. Jiean Duyun thanked the worldly customs, but scratched his head dangerously and worried for a long time.
Looking back at the empty shadow, I also blame He Angzang. The troubles of life have made me thin, and I have no other intestines.
In recent years, the army has been hiding in the underground river, which has troubled my emperor for ten years. When I asked the government, I didn't see owls, wolves and sheep in Qiu Jie.
I am also a poor man in Kunming, and I am infatuated to the old age. Hogg is going to throw a pen generously. The door is too white and bright.
I want to learn from Fu Jiezi in the north, and I'll cut King Loulan in one section.
2. In ancient poetry, poets often use things to express their wishes and express their meaning in a certain way. For example, once in "The Back", sometimes it can be used to express the loneliness of the poet leaving his hometown, sometimes it can be used to express the helplessness and sadness of the poet being relegated, but sometimes it can also express the poet's ambition to climb high and look far, with different artistic conception and different meanings.
4. The words that describe the beauty of a woman's back are graceful.
Spring flowers and autumn moon are a scene praised by poets, but I feel very ordinary about it. Only your smile embedded with pear vortex is the most beautiful idol in my eyes.
How can green willows compare with your hair? How can green ripples compare with your eyes; Sometimes, I stare at your Zhang Yuzhao at the bedside and feel that the whole world is immersed in beautiful spring scenery forever.
You are a bit like the moon in the sky and a twinkling star. It's a pity that I'm not a poet, or I'll write 10 thousand poems to describe your beauty.
You are the goddess of ivory carving, and the words praising women's beautiful faces are generous, dignified, gentle and quiet, which make men admire you deeply.
Your oval face, so white, curved eyebrows, so slender; Watery eyes, so bright!
5. The sentence describing the sadness of the girl's back is in a confused state. I buried my deepest love with the longest silence.
Recalling the past infinitely, I can't find the source of my memory and lose my original self.
Once once, has become the past; Finally hurt myself.
It turns out that there is such a love in this world. Cry if you don't talk.
What you can't get is always in turmoil, and what you are optimistic about is fearless.
So you are the sadness I can't get.
Something a little longer:
I admit that I am a real coward.
Obviously, because you are sad, sad, happy and cheerful, it will become great sadness and joy.
Obviously, my love is so clear.
But I don't have the courage to tell you my feelings, my love.
Yes, you are so happy, how dare I disturb your happiness?
Youth is a barren mystery.
Those colored or black and white pains.
It will also dry out season after season.
Where the wind blows.
There will be forgetfulness.
There is a simple truth that I should still understand.
If you lose it, you really lose it.
During verification.
I'm still sad.
It only takes two things to forget someone.
New love and time.
I think if you haven't forgotten him.
I just don't have enough time, and my new love is not good.
One day all this will be available.
What do you want from him?
Life is as bland as boiled water.
I painted your face on the wall with my nails.
I don't care so much anymore.
At least I live so well alone.
Maybe I will begin to love you slowly.
Slowly forget you.
I started to live without you.
Only to find that life is still so beautiful.
I do not love you anymore.
Not in love.
By the way, how much do you want to sell this building?