Son of Qi Hou, wife of Wei Hou. East Palace's sister, Duke Xing's aunt, Tan.
Soft, skin solidified, collar like a salamander, teeth like a rhinoceros, a cicada's head is a moth's eyebrow, she smiled and looked forward to it. Master Di Di said that in the countryside.
Four animals are arrogant, and Zhu Biao goes his own way. I am looking forward to North Korea.
The doctor retired effortlessly. The river is rich, and the living water in the north runs.
When you do, you will become rich. Exposure is guilty, and ordinary people are guilty.
My Fair Lady is wearing a brocade robe. Qi Hou's daughter is very delicate. She married Wei Hou and came to my hometown. She was born to a compatriot of the Prince, and she is also the sister of Xing Hou, and Tan Gong is her own sister.
Hands are as white as spring fat, and skin is as thin and greasy as coagulated fat; The neck is as white as a salamander, and the teeth are as white as melon seeds. Square forehead, thin eyebrows, intoxicating smile and flowing eyes. My fair lady is tall and stops in the suburbs; Four stallions are more vigorous, HongLing floats on both sides, and birds and feather cars are good courts; The doctor should leave early and don't make the monarch work too hard.
The water of the Yellow River is so strong that it runs northward. Fishing nets whir, snapper jumps and stings, and reeds are dense and high. Dowry women dress beautifully, and courtiers are brave and tall. Among them, "a beheading and an eyebrow" is a wonderful sentence to describe a beautiful girl.
Li Bai, how beautiful she is, with a pearl-like window sash, how quietly she leans against it, and how troubled her brow is! . I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
China Emperor Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow is eager to shock the beauty of an empire. It has been searching for the throne for many years, but it has not been found. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Her sisters and brothers were both given titles, a poor portal.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
The soldiers stopped, and none of them wanted to stir and turned to the moth. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up. A golden finch with green wings scratched his head.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He gazed at the desolate moon from his temporary palace. It rained at night and the bell sounded heartbreaking. On that day, in last contact, the train was heading home. At this time, I can't go.
I can't see the jade face from the soil buried along the Mawei slope below. Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? .
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. The porcelain mandarin duck on the roof is getting thicker and thicker with the morning frost, and his kingfisher blue cover feels more lonely and cold.
Long life, but no beloved soul visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
Jin Que knocked on the jade fan in the west wing and asked a young girl named Baoyu, telling her both. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Ji Yun is half asleep, and her flowered hat is loose when she walks along the balcony.
A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
2. The dimple described in the poem looks like the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color is like the flowers in spring dawn, the sideburns are like knives, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, and the eyes are like eyes. Although you are angry and sometimes laugh, you are angry and affectionate. Shuoren (selected from The Book of Songs): Shuoren is beautiful and well dressed.
Son of Qi Hou, wife of Wei Hou. East Palace's sister, Duke Xing's aunt, Tan.
Soft, skin solidified, collar like a salamander, teeth like a rhinoceros, a cicada's head is a moth's eyebrow, she smiled and looked forward to it. Master Di Di said that in the countryside.
Four animals are arrogant, and Zhu Biao goes his own way. I am looking forward to North Korea.
The doctor retired effortlessly. The river is rich, and the living water in the north runs.
When you do, you will become rich. Exposure is guilty, and ordinary people are guilty.
My Fair Lady is wearing a brocade robe. Qi Hou's daughter is very delicate. She married Wei Hou and came to my hometown. She was born to a compatriot of the Prince, and she is also the sister of Xing Hou, and Tan Gong is her own sister.
Hands are as white as spring fat, and skin is as thin and greasy as coagulated fat; The neck is as white as a salamander, and the teeth are as white as melon seeds. Square forehead, thin eyebrows, intoxicating smile and flowing eyes. My fair lady is tall and stops in the suburbs; Four stallions are more vigorous, HongLing floats on both sides, and birds and feather cars are good courts; The doctor should leave early and don't make the monarch work too hard.
The water of the Yellow River is so strong that it runs northward. Fishing nets whir, snapper jumps and stings, and reeds are dense and high. Dowry women dress beautifully, and courtiers are brave and tall. Among them, "a beheading and an eyebrow" is a wonderful sentence to describe a beautiful girl.
Li Bai, how beautiful she is, with a pearl-like window sash, how quietly she leans against it, and how troubled her brow is! . I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
China Emperor Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow is eager to shock the beauty of an empire. It has been searching for the throne for many years, but it has not been found. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Her sisters and brothers were both given titles, a poor portal.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
The soldiers stopped, and none of them wanted to stir and turned to the moth. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up. A golden finch with green wings scratched his head.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He gazed at the desolate moon from his temporary palace. It rained at night and the bell sounded heartbreaking. On that day, in last contact, the train was heading home. At this time, I can't go.
I can't see the jade face from the soil buried along the Mawei slope below. Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? .
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. The porcelain mandarin duck on the roof is getting thicker and thicker with the morning frost, and his kingfisher blue cover feels more lonely and cold.
Long life, but no beloved soul visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
Jin Que knocked on the jade fan in the west wing and asked a young girl named Baoyu, telling her both. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Ji Yun is half asleep, and her flowered hat is loose when she walks along the balcony.
A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
In the sentence "The only petal is like her face, and a willow leaf is like her eyebrow", I saw a young girl wearing a light green shirt coming out of the temple quickly, but I saw her eyebrows curved, her small nose slightly upturned, and her face was like white jade, and Yan Re was facing China. Her dress is not luxurious, only a string of pearls hanging around her neck, emitting a faint halo, which further shows that she is extravagant. He saw that the girl's face was crystal clear, her skin was as light as snow, and her oval face was shiny. She is beautiful, really stunning. She is only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a graceful figure, just like a pearl, pure and flawless. The girl is about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in green, with white skin and a delicate and lovely face. I can only see that the young lady's face is thin, with goose feathers on her face, lips like cherry blossoms, eyebrows like ink painting, eyes like autumn water, and she can't speak. In this muddy rain, it is particularly eye-catching and fresh. As straight as the rain hits Lan Lian, the fog is thin and lonely, and the unspeakable ethereal light escapes. Haha's laughter added an indescribable feeling. He turned around and saw her standing behind her with a table in her left hand, a flying knife in her right hand, a white blade in her fingers, like holding a flower branch, and cherry blossoms flowing in her eyes. When it is really beautiful, Chun Mei is covered with snow, the gods are like autumn flowers covered with frost, the cheeks are harmonious, the clouds are reflected in the pool, the eyes are crystal clear, and the moon shines on the cold river. She is about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a dagger pinned to her waist, long shoulders hanging down, a yellow shirt, a small hat embroidered with gold thread, a long green feather on the side of the hat, green riding boots and a beautiful girl's head.
3. Look for ancient sentences about eyes. In retrospect, the past has become a common occurrence. At the end of the song, people scattered, listened and turned to injuries. A low eyebrow, a look back, must be a dream curtain of a thousand years of drunkenness. Looking back at the Millennium, I don't know what it used to be. The world of mortals is drunk, for whom are Iraqis haggard, and for whom are they crying when they are old? After the prosperity is gone, things have changed, and you can't give up your gentleness!
Looking back on past lives, this life has become attached, and the world of mortals is rolling, who can follow! The so-called Iraqis, water side, hard to rely on, tears flow thousands of times! A person leaning against the window, the bright moon in the sky, looking around, a person sad! Love is hard to cut, lovesickness is hard to break, I think about it day and night, and I look forward to it every night! Magpie in the branches, with sadness, hopeless heart, tears spilled on the skirt! Time flies, how can it be wasted? Beauty is easy to get old, but how to flow? If you are interdependent, don't leave!
In the cycle of architecture, who stands by the water's edge, inadvertently looking back, smiling scattered in the wind, intoxicating your eyes.
Look at that time, the young man smiled brightly, his fingertips twisted with red clothes, and his eyes were different.
The west wind blows at night, the horses are lazy to sleep on the ancient road, the attic is full, and the sound is broken, causing melancholy. Autumn leaves came and stung my eyes, and my eyes were red. I hold a cup of homesickness, and I slowly walk back through time and pick up the encounter of that year. The yellow flowers outside the bar can't bloom gently and ferry the world of mortals. Whose hand have you held? I only took a ladle for you and looked at the thin ancient road. Whose head was wrinkled by the wind? Whose hand did I ferry to the world of mortals?
That's all I know for now. I hope it will help the landlord.
4. An ancient poem says that if she just turns her head and smiles, there are a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappear without a trace.
Riding a princess and laughing in the world of mortals, no one knew it was litchi.
Handsome eyebrows and eyes, looking forward to flying, the essence of literary color, seeing it and forgetting the customs.
Soft hands, frozen skin, collar like a salamander, teeth like a rhinoceros, a cicada's head is a moth eyebrow, and he looks awkward when he smiles.
The glad eye is shy, and the lips are smiling. Wind-rolled grape belt, Rizhao pomegranate skirt.
Small white orchid fan, thin waist and jade belt dancing, suspected to be a fairy, looking back and smiling, winning glory.
Like a light Yun Zheyue, like the wind flowing back to the snow. Looking from a distance, if the sunrise rises; If you are forced to check it, it will burn like a wave.
If you don't spit, you will be angry. Huarong is graceful, which makes me forget my meal.
5. Sentences describing dimples, sentences describing dimples:
1. The dimples are gone, and the sweet smile is gone. Sad ...
Dimple is also a kind of wine, which can make people drunk.
3. Especially those dimples can be clearly seen even if the corners of the mouth are slightly raised.
4. The last smile was scattered around the corners of the mouth, and the dimples rippled inside, unable to extricate themselves.
And the childish dimples on his cheeks, which I was intoxicated with.
6. Every time I see your beautiful smile and dimples, it will be sweet to my heart. Because your smile and dimples give me motivation to move forward.
7. Every time I see you in class, I always have your beautiful smile and deep dimples.
8. I like my mother to laugh because she has a pair of dimples. Mom said there was room for a small bean in the dimple!
9. I found that many people in our class have dimples: the math teacher shows a pair of dimples when she smiles, which is beautiful!
10. Mom smiled, revealing two big dimples, sweet and happy.
1 1. She has a small dimple on her face. Every time she smiles, it seems to be full of rich wine fragrance, which makes people feel like spring breeze.
12. She smiles like a blooming chrysanthemum with dimples in her mouth.