Xi Shi Yuexi female, from Zhuluoshan.
Beauty hides the present and the present, but lotus is ashamed of its beauty.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.
When Xi Zi went down to Gusu, a Ge drove away the barbarians.
I am thirsty for lakes and mountains, and I want to suffer for no reason.
The net has won the beauty of stone society and the beauty of Yunnan's state-owned poetry. At high tide, fish scales floated on the shore, and jathyapple lost its silver in the cold light.
The more bullying, the more death. What can you reward the whole city? History sometimes hides his bow when he is afraid of difficulties. He didn't change his name alone.
The story of diusim:
My marriage with Lu Bu is very good, and we will always be partners in life and death. If he goes today, I will follow, and there will be no The Story Of Diu Sim in the world. Lu Bu's affection is as heavy as a mountain, and his love for me is long-lasting. May we seek common ground and be beheaded, and meet again in the underworld. Instead, I asked the Prime Minister to give you a thin coffin and bury it side by side. * * * sleeps with a pillow before he dies, though he is still dead.
Yong Diao Chan
Make a promise to Dong, and then to Lu. Han Zuo is difficult to recover, why did he send his daughter?
The stars covered the clouds and the night was cold.
Rong Rong Yue Bai yuxiangcan
Stuart's clever plan was broken in succession.
The Story Of Diu Sim is smart and beautiful.
Hongyu tackled the red rabbit subtly.
The green skirt floated and tied the green kite.
If there is no feminine beauty.
There are three different opinions.
The story of dixin's poetry
Song and Yue wander in front of lonely buildings,
Dancing shadows swim among heroes.
I don't want to be as beautiful as a flower,
Who does Xiangyu pity?
Yang Guifei:
Riding a princess and laughing in the world of mortals, no one knew it was litchi.
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Her robe is made of clouds and her face is made of flowers.
Spring breeze caresses the railing, and dew makes the flowers more beautiful.
Unless the team leader sees it
See me after the show.
Secondly,
Beauty is fragrant and fragrant
That forsyte woman
Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace?
The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics.
Wang Zhaojun:
Li Bai's "Wang Zhaojun": Zhao Jun brushes the jade saddle and gets on the horse to crow. Today, the Han Palace is the concubine of Alakazam in the Ming Dynasty. The Han family plays the piano on the moon, and the princess is projected. Once on the jade pass, the end of the world is gone forever.
Du Fu's Ode to a Monument (III): Wanzhongling Valley is near Jingmen, and Mrs. Guang was born in the village where she grew up. She came out of the purple palace and entered the desert. Now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk. Her face! Can you imagine the spring wind? The sky belongs to the soul of jathyapple. The Tatar song on her jade guitar tells her eternal sadness.
Bai Juyi's Poem of Zhaojun: China's envoy replied, when will gold be redeemed from beauty? If the king asks me the color of my concubine, it will be better than when I was in the palace!
Wu Wen's Fermin: As a painter, I don't buy gold. I'm ashamed. I ask for more happiness. Only then did I know the meaning of peerless beauty, that is, there is a thousand-year national atmosphere. Pei Huan was once sent back to jathyapple, and the pipa was only given to Tobin Hong. Tianxin is dedicated to the Qing tombs, and spring grass is like the Han Palace every year.