Sentences describing Hanfu

Sentences describing Hanfu

I would like to return to the Han and Tang Dynasties and play the role to conquer the palace merchants again. Wear the clothes of my Han family and promote my country of etiquette. I would like to return to the Han and Tang Dynasties and write a glorious chapter in the prosperous times. Why be afraid of obstacles and long roads? Look at me, a Chinese son. (Author: Sun Yi)

Chinese renaissance begins with clothes and ends with Yu Boyuan (Author: Hanfu)

How can it be said that there are no clothes? With colleagues. Wear the clothes of my Han family and revive my country of etiquette! (Author: Anonymous)

Wear the clothes of my Han family and build up my country of etiquette. I sing long songs on the street, and share the same ground with my son. (Author: Wawa Tianqing)

I am in a land of five thousand years of singing and crying, and you are also my Chinese son-in-law. You know that if civilization is inherited, the nation will not perish. With the responsibility on your shoulders, where will you push? You don't realize that the blood of your ancestors is flowing in your heart! Why do I always hear her singing in a distant voice: The beauty of a country, the sorrow of a country! She has the simplicity of the Qin Dynasty, the solemnity of the Han Dynasty, the elegance of the Tang Dynasty, the beauty of the Song Dynasty, and the dignity of the Ming Dynasty. Yujin is in control, why should they rely on them to promote it? ! Where are they? And where are you? ! (Author: Yu Lan Tang Xi Mu Fang)

With the beauty of Zhangfu, it is called Hua; with the great etiquette, it is called Xia. (Author: Anonymous)

Poetry describing Hanfu

"Qin Palace Poetry"

Li He of the Tang Dynasty

Yue Luo shirt sleeves welcome the spring breeze, Jade carved unicorn belt red.

At the top of the building, there is a banquet with immortals singing, and at the bottom of the tent, the incense of sheng is blown and the fog is thick.

The wine in the world is warm and spring is vast, and the flowers and branches are entering the curtains and the days are long.

Flying out the window and returning to the road to prepare drinks, the copper plate is greasy and the candle is yellow for ten nights.

The bald man with small sleeves tunes the parrot, and the purple embroidered maxia steps on the roaring tiger.

Cut the osmanthus and burn the gold for the dawn feast, and cook the white deer and green suzhou at midnight.

Tong Ying Yong Lane rides a new horse, and the inner room is full of colorful paintings.

When the door is opened, water is used to weigh the money, and the Yellow River rolls up and flows towards the body.

The emperor’s misfortune is still in tatters, and Qin Palace’s life is spent at a low level.

The Luanzhu is captured and never returned, and the moon fills the hall while drunk and sleeping.

This is a poem written by Li He about the beautiful young man Qin Gong in the Han Dynasty. It seems that there are not many poems describing men's clothes in ancient times.

"Written by He Jia Zhi Sanren in Daming Palace in the Early Dynasty"

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The chicken man in crimson skirt sends Xiaochao away, and he wears his clothes before entering Cuiyunqiu.

Nine heavens close the palace, and the clothes of all nations bow to their crowns

This poem fully shows the beauty of the clothes of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the momentum of the Tang Dynasty.

"Mo Shang Sang"

Han Yuefu

The sun rises in the southeast corner, shining on my Qin family building.

The Qin family had a good daughter who named herself Luofu.

Luofu likes sericulture and picks mulberries in the south corner of the city.

The green hair is the cage tie, and the cinnamon twig is the cage hook.

The Japanese is wearing a bun on her head, and there are bright moon beads in her ears.

Xiangqi is the lower skirt, and Ziqi is the upper skirt.

The traveler saw Luo Fu and put down his shoulder to smooth his mustache.

When the young man saw Luofu, he took off his hat and wore his turban.

The plower forgets his plow, the hoeer forgets his hoe.

I came back angry and resentful, but I sat back and watched Luofu.