It's heroic. Feather fan with black silk scarf, laughing, strong and powerful. The handsome and beautiful boy raised his eyes and looked at the sky, as bright as Yushu before the wind. -The Song of Drinking Eight Immortals is shaped like the Mid-Autumn Moon, the color is like the flower of 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 I laugh when I am angry, I am very affectionate when I am angry. 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 like 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 will 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. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. 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 the same day, in last contact, the train was heading home. At this time, I hesitated to go. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . 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. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has 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. "But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows." The West Lake is always more appropriate than the West Lake. Feng Wei said that people: hands are soft and skin is solidified. Collars are like salamanders, and teeth are like rhinoceroses. A cicada's head is like an eyebrow, and it smiles beautifully. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow: But it's a godsend that can't be concealed. As long as she smiles back, there are hundreds of charms. The six-palace makeup disappears, the milky crystal that warms and smoothes her skin, the clouds of her hair, the petals on her cheeks, the golden ripples of her crown when she walks, which are covered by warm hibiscus curtains in the spring night, but the petals are like her face and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows &; lt； Clear tone &; gt； Li Bai: Clouds want clothes, flowers want capacity, and spring breeze blows the threshold to reveal wealth. If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon. ""a red dew incense, Wushan heartbroken. Who looks like Han Palace? Poor Yan Fei leans on her new makeup. " "Famous flowers pour out the country, caring for each other, and are often laughed at by kings. Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is northward. “& amplt； A Dream of Red Mansions & gt's description of Xifeng: a pair of phoenix eyes, two curved arch eyebrows, slim figure, physique * * *, pink face hiding spring power, red lips before laughing; For Baoyu, his face is like a mid-autumn moon, his color is like a spring flower, his temples are like knives, his eyebrows are like pens, his eyes are like peach petals and his eyes are like eyes. If you laugh sometimes when you are angry, you will be angry, affectionate, longing for family, and your language will often laugh. A natural charm lies in the brow, and all kinds of feelings in life are known in the corner of the eye; For Daiyu: two bends are like frowning brows, and one bend seems to be happy but not happy. The state has two sorrows, and it is sick. Tears a little, breath slightly. In leisure, it shines like a beautiful flower on the water, while in action, it is like a weak willow blowing the wind. The heart knows better than the stem, and the disease is not as good as the west. Fish sink and geese fall, and flowers close the moon for shame. Their hands are soft, their skin is solidified, their collars are like salamanders, their teeth are like rhinoceros, and their heads are drooping. Smart smile, beautiful eyes, beautiful woman, enchanting and leisure, choose Sanchi Road. Ran Ran has many soft strips, fluttering leaves, busy sleeves and a gold ring on his wrist. She wears a sparrow gold hairpin on her head and an emerald green jade on her waist. The pearls are shining, and corals and pearls are interspersed. How does Yi fly? How can he fly away with the wind? Looking at the glory from afar, if the noise is like the beauty of the world, it is like Chu; The beauty of Chu lies in Mo Ruochen; The beauty minister is the son of boss Mo Ruochen. The owner's son, adding one point is too long, subtracting one point is too short, the powder is too white, and the vermicelli is too red. Eyebrows are like jade feathers, muscles are like snow, waist is like a bundle, and teeth are like scallops. Smile, confuse Yangcheng and fall in love with Cai. However, this woman has been spying on me on the wall for three years and is still not allowed.
As if the moon is like a light cloud, fluttering like the wind, and the snow is like a crown jade, the country is beautiful. Dressing, appearance, personality, speech, elegance and feelings are completely different. It really takes a lot of thought: pure and beautiful, local conditions and customs, all beautiful women in their prime. Looking for fame, I saw four beautiful girls of sixteen or seventeen standing by, the same reddish clothes, beautiful long hair and slender figure. The flowers are like the moon, the skin is white, the ice is clean, slightly tilted, and the face is red. The charming figure is melodious and ethereal, and the artistic conception is beautiful, mixed with moonlight, echoing in the quiet courtyard, like wind, rain, flowers, fantasy, fog, rainbow and dream. The melody is smooth and smooth, like the high mountain running water between waterfalls, and the geese fall on the desert. Another example is refreshing Chun Xue, and bitter plum blossoms in Leng Xiang are refreshing and full of feelings. Only the snowflake is a flower, not a flower, which makes the world admire. They come with the wind every year and disappear quietly between heaven and earth. The eyes are crystal clear and the fragrance is overflowing. Jade has become a unique charm, and even if people look at it, they will have a feeling of ecstasy and bone erosion. All the pen and ink here can't describe her fairy beauty; It can be said that this woman should have gone to heaven, but she doesn't know who she fell to earth for. The woman is handsome, slim, with swallowtail hair, good figure and graceful posture, wearing a light green robe and gown. Under the scattering of candlelight, she was immortal, cold and elegant, just like a beautiful fairy who fell from the sky without eating fireworks. Four women hung their heads and turned reddish. No one answered. Their eyes are full of affection, and their heavenly appearance is very lovely. Lan Zhi's mind is delicate and beautiful, with her hair hanging down her shoulders like a waterfall, a butterfly-shaped hairpin, a pink dress and starlight by candlelight, just like a beautiful butterfly fairy. Cao Zhi's Ode to Luoshen can be referenced throughout.
The owner's son, minus one point is too short; The powder is too white. Zhu Shi is too red; Eyebrows are like jade feathers and muscles are like snow; Waist like a bundle, teeth like shells.
Fish sink and geese fall, and the blue moon is ashamed of flowers.