What poems describe "women are smart"?

The Funeral of Lu Zigu's Daughter Zhang Shunmin

Doctoral supervisors have no children to punish, and Zhong Lang has the cleverest daughter.

Jina can go back to a good burial, and Ruan left Luo in love.

All six ancestors are upright, one grandson and one daughter are withered.

This reason is hard to ask, but I can't bear to hear the world cry.

Interpretation of Twenty-nine Ancient Poems

It's beautiful. Whose daughter is a hundred times smarter than Ma Lang. I can laugh at Golden Beach, and I have never been married.

Forty Rhymes of Yuan Zhen's Crying Girl Fan

What do you think of the deceased? The middleman is not in love. Horses have no horns to look at, and apes have heartbroken sounds. To accompany you to a distant place and come with a dream. After four years of training, Wan Li is haunted. The disease is transmitted from other places, and the soul should be surprised from a distance. The evil power of mandrill, sand lice poison babies. Mother looked at Yongbyon, and I treated it carelessly. If you want to find the second place, Russia is full of value. The lights are together, and the fragrant flowers are only dancing. At the beginning of the lotus, the bright moon is in the sky, and the glory has fallen. The clouds will be exhausted, and all shapes are jade. Two lines of blood are hanging in the air, and one Joan has deep hair. The secret wish is to let the wizard rest in peace, sleep peacefully and let the order leave. Old clothes are used, and the residual medicine is dumped all over. Breasts are idle in society, and doctors are like monks. I feel that I have been left in the pity canal, and I am surprised that the power of the Buddha is hard to win. The fool riding bamboo is still a child, leading a little nephew. I have been fascinated by movies for a long time and have been crying by mistake. Try to draw after the paper injury and help the bed to read. Leave a mirror alone, who will fly a kite against the wall? Looking back on yesterday's work, compassion is beginning to grow. The wind envies the parrot's tongue, and the dew touches Lan Ying. Cui Fengyu is a real woman, Qiu Hong Metaplasia. Only worry about five turbidity, and eventually fear to three clear. Stay evil and smell all kinds of meat, and hang the name of everything. The ring was obtained from a dead tree. I believe the treasure is full. Anger is partial to hatred, and Zhang Ya loves peace. The most pity greedy chestnut sister, diligent to save lazy book brother. In order to occupy a charming place, many people are obsessed with sincerity. Don't cry often, go out and see you. It is too late to explain the blame and go home. It is necessary for me to speak freely about the crime of stealing. Travel to Jiang Fang and climb up to see the music studio. He is clumsy in singing savage songs. He dances like a prostitute. I took it off my clothes and took it to Beijing. There is no room for boasting, only hating cleverness. Thousands of knots in the heart, new silk temples and stems. The dark window is windy and the autumn rain smells more. Defeat the pavilion, defeat Yang destroy the city. Here, I am in tears, and I am still crying for my baby.

Twelve Poems of A Dream of Red Mansions —— Cao Xueqin, Wise and Tired

The agency is too clever to calculate the so-called life. Heartbroken before death, ethereal after death. It is better to have a rich family, but eventually a family will die and everyone will go their separate ways. It's a waste of time to spend half your life, and it's like a long night's dream. I am as anxious as a building and as dizzy as a lamp. Ah! One happy and one sad, lamenting that things are unpredictable!

Men Fang Ting, children like flowers, anonymous.

Children are like flowers, wives like jade. If you accumulate money, it is hard to buy and impermanent. Suddenly Yin Gong came to ask, but he didn't complain or push. Return empty-handed, assets become owners, and children are divided. Smart people leave the fire early and hide from the excitement. Happy birthday, rest at leisure, patrol the door after hunger, and paper and cloth after cold. Without ties, immortals are gone, and their life span is prolonged.