76 quips of ancient women

First, Huarong is graceful, which makes me forget the new year.

Second, sink fish and fall wild geese, and close the moon and be ashamed of flowers.

Third, beautiful women are more attractive when they are drunk.

Fourth, if you are amazing, if you are Youlong.

Five, there are beautiful women in the north, peerless independence.

Sixth, E E pink makeup, hands.

Seven, Badong has Wushan, the goddess is beautiful.

Eight, gather together thousands of gold smiles, and hang double jade crows.

Nine, broken stalk chat, into the room.

Ten, the vermicelli is not deep and uneven, and the idle flowers are faint.

Eleven, clear water out of hibiscus, naturally to carve.

Twelve, beauty covers the present, and the lotus is ashamed.

Thirteen, who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.

Fourteen, the quality is proud and clear, and the fragrance contains autumn dew.

15. She no longer powdered her face with her own hands, nor put a silk robe on her shoulders. ..

Sixteen, He Nai depicts no salt, but also abrupt.

Seventeen, its shape, if strange, if Youlong.

Eighteen, the ice muscle is naturally thin, and it is thinner after flying.

Nineteen, the bun is loose, and the lead is light.

20. Banky's attitude of continuing history and Xie Ting's attitude of praising Si Nuo.

Twenty-one, the gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, so it was the real marginal person.

Twenty-two, turn around, just like the beginning of the willow swaying flowers and laughing.

Twenty-three, the clouds want clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold.

Twenty-four, the cloud sleeve gently moves the butterfly dance, and the waist is slowly twisted.

Twenty-five, looking back at the shadow without color, the king is still difficult to control himself.

Twenty-six, Qiao if three spring Zhi Tao, element if nine autumn chrysanthemum.

Twenty-seven, * * * Road knows miles, and Fang's reputation is that you will never know.

Twenty-eight, looking back and smiling, the makeup of the sixth house faded.

Twenty-nine years old, receptive, aloof, sweet and sincere, with soft and delicate skin and well-proportioned bones.

Thirty, the new makeup should be under the Zhu Lou, and the spring scenery is deeply locked.

Thirty-one, the onion refers to the orchid, and the three-inch golden lotus is like a gold ingot.

Thirty-two, the spring breeze is ten miles away from Yangzhou Road, so it is better to roll up the bead curtain.

At the age of thirty-three, tears rolled down her sad white face, like spring rain on pear flowers.

Thirty-four, delicate eyebrows and eyes, gentle voice and smile.

Thirty-five, hibiscus is not as beautiful as beauty makeup, and the water temple is fragrant.

36. If the West Lake is compared to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.

Thirty-seven, every lang wants to bow his head and laugh, and Biyu scratches his head and falls into the water.

Thirty-eight, leisure is like flowers shining water, and action is like weak willows.

Thirty-nine, fine eyes, looking forward to flying, the essence of literary color, forget the customs when you see it.

Forty, laugh at spring peaches first, and clouds pile up; Cherry blossoms bloom on the lips, and pomegranate teeth are fragrant.

Forty-one, there are beautiful women in the north, and they are independent. Take care of the city first, then the country.

Forty-two, there is no beauty in the future! Beauty is pleasing to the eye! The beauty of the country! Surprised for the world!

Forty-three, which means that if you cut the onion root and have Dani in your mouth, you will make fine steps, which is unique in the world.

Forty-four, love each other's looks, Xiang Zhuo, beautiful attitude, Fengxiang.

Forty-five-year-old, jade-faced Nishino girl, with green moths and red makeup. A pair of gold teeth and two feet, Bai Rushuang.

Forty-six, graceful and easy to escape, light uncontrollable. Excellent taste depends on beauty.

Forty-seven, how beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement, how quiet she leans and how troubled her brow is! You may see bright tears on her cheeks now, but not the man she loves deeply.

Forty-eight, the mirror lake is like the moon, and the wild girl is like snow. The blue waves in Xinzhuang are rippling, and the reflection of water and light is both wonderful and beautiful.

Forty-nine, what you see in front of you is like a new moon halo, like flowers and trees piled with snow, and your face is beautiful.

Fifty, that girl is seventeen or eighteen, with a round face, big eyes and black eyes.

Fifty-one, I saw the skin of the girl's hands as jade, reflecting the green waves, as transparent as ever.

Fifty-two, adding one point is too long, subtracting one point is too short, the powder is too white, and the application is too red.

Fifty-three, make-up shadow in the song fan, spread the fragrance in the dance style, wipe the beads in Luo Mei, and hand the golden cup in the plain hand.

54. He looked at the girl and saw that she was seventeen or eighteen years old, slim, graceful, with bright eyes and white teeth and a good face.

Fifty-five, it is hard to boast that weak bones are full of wings, and the group is calm and calm. Who could sleep on Peng Island in the past? Hu Xuanzang danced in all directions.

Fifty-six, palm breeze light strength, follwed envy. Zhao Cheng died first, and no one went to the temple to play drums.

Fifty-seven, how many people are speechless, crying is the most ecstasy. Famous flowers laugh at wolves all night, and the sound of butterflies has never been heard since.

Fifty-eight, short skirt Chai Jing didn't lose, took out all the gold to play with drinkers. The full moon in Yun He is full of fun, so why did you want to be a phoenix?

Fifty-nine, leaving the palace, the garden is high, and Yushu is proud of its golden crown. Heaven's fox and fur don't cover the ears, taking the abdomen as the name.

Sixty, light Luo Xiao fan Bai Lan, thin waist jade belt dance yarn. Doubt is a fairy, looking back and smiling is better than Xinghua.

Sixty-one, the master's son, one point increases too long, and one point decreases too short; The powder is too white, and Zhu is too red.

Sixty-two, Mo saw his face in front of him, his cheeks were red, his star eyes were like waves, and his eyes were pity and shyness.

Sixty-three, minus one point is too short, plus one point is too long. If the ink surface is like a flower, it is not as pink as frost. Color is the beauty of the world, and the heart is a woman.

Sixty-four, Zhao Yan has many beautiful women, and the beautiful woman is Yan Ruyu. Beauty is beauty, and her face is like a hibiscus flower. Take care of the city first, then the country.

Sixty-five, the moss is a cage, and the cassia twig is a cage hook. There is a bun on the head and a bright moon in the ear. Xiang Qi is the lower skirt, and Zi Qi is the upper skirt.

Sixty-six, when his eyes lit up, he saw the girl's face was crystal clear, her skin was as light as snow, and there was a small dimple on the goose egg's face, which was a little shy.

Sixty-seven, I saw that the woman was about eighteen or nineteen years old, slim, with big eyes, snow-like skin and a dark cloud-like hair behind her head.

Sixty-eight, the first step is to stand on tiptoe, with bright hair, elegant waist and bright earlobes. It means that if the onion root is cut, the mouth is like a dani, and the steps are fine, which is unparalleled in the world.

Sixty-nine, the voice is extremely sweet and clear, which makes people feel unspeakable. This girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a gentle face and a delicate figure.

Seventy, the best white horse is a girl, about twenty years old, with a white shirt fluttering and a big red flower hanging on her left shoulder. Her face is slightly dark, but her appearance is extremely delicate.

Seventy-one, the big peony green smoke yarn is blue and rose-red, and the pink daffodils spread the green leaf skirt to sweep the floor, covered with a thin golden smoke green yarn. The drooping sideburns are inlaid with pearl Hosta seeds, and the flower looks like water hibiscus.

Seventy-two, he turned around and saw her standing behind her with a table in her left hand, a flying knife in her right hand, and a white blade in her fingers. Like holding a cuttlefish, her eyes were round, her mouth was smiling, she raised her hand to kill the enemy, and she was charming and speechless.

Seventy-three, I saw a girl in a purple gauze shirt, with her face facing the flower tree, slim figure, long hair hanging over her vest and gently holding it with a silver ribbon. He looked at her back and felt as if there was a foggy cage around him, so she was really not human.

Seventy-four, bright eyes, trimmed eyebrows, slightly pear vortex on the cheeks, tall and straight. The strong light reflected by the snow and ice on her face makes her skin crystal clear and soft as jade, but when I see her skin color is extremely white, her nose is usually higher than that of a woman, but her eyes are faintly blue.

Seventy-five, that girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a blue skirt and a flowery smile. This young lady is very beautiful, and her skin is white and greasy. Needless to say, there are so few beautiful women in the north, even in the south of the Yangtze River. She is wearing a gorgeous brocade leather coat with bright colors. However, under her radiant light, Jinxiu has become dim and colorless.

Seventy-six, the girl is eighteen or nineteen. She has an oval face in Zhang Yuanyuan, her eyes are black, her cheeks are red, and her whole body is full of youthful and lively breath. Her face is crystal clear and her skin color is like snow. She has a small dimple on her oval face, which is a little shy and very beautiful. She is tall and handsome, wearing a turquoise dress and a white strawberry skirt with suspenders, as refreshing as snow.