Poems describing peach blossoms and beautiful women

Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.

Wherever people go now, peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Thousands of mountains and valleys are near Jingmen, and the girls' village is light. She came out of the purple palace and entered the desert. Now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk. Her face! Can you imagine the spring wind? , ring? A soul empty to the moonlight. The Tatar song on the jade guitar tells her eternal sadness. (Du Fu's Ode to Monuments)

Beautiful history

Since beauty is respected throughout the empire, how can Shi stay at home humbly? .

Washing clothes by the lake in the south at dawn, and there was a great lady in the palace in the north that night.

One day humble, no different from others, the next day promoted, everyone praised her. ..

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

The more the king loved her, the cuter she became, which made him lose his wisdom. ..

The girls who washed silk beside her were left at a distance from her chariot. ..

None of the girls in her neighborhood can imitate her beauty by frowning!

Riding a princess and laughing in the world of mortals, no one knew it was litchi.

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Her robe is made of clouds and her face is made of flowers.

Spring breeze caresses the railing, and dew makes the flowers more beautiful.

Unless the team leader sees it

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