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What ancient poems describe people's beauty?

There is a beautiful woman, unparalleled and independent,

Take care of the city first, then the country.

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

She told me that she came from a good family and now she is humble to the dust.

When the problem appeared in the customs area, her brother and close relatives were killed.

What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .

The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.

Her husband, with a wandering heart, is looking for a new face like jade.

When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.

All he can see is the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love!

The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain.

Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.

She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers.

She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.

Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.

If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.

A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken.

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.

Famous flowers fall in love and laugh like kings.

Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is northward.

There should be many more, hehe

Li Bai's resentment

How beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement and sitting with a frown.

I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.

Poems in The Book of Songs: Shuoren;

Hands are soft, skin is solidified,

Collar like dragonfly, teeth like rhinoceros.

A cicada's head is like an eyebrow, with a clever smile,

My eyes look forward to it. Look at the whole city,

Think about the country again.

Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow: As long as she turns her head and smiles, there will be a hundred spells being cast, and the powder and paint in the Sixth Palace will all go up in smoke.

And Song of Xizhou.

The spring water is green and leisurely, sending Lang to Jiangtou.

Langzhu returned to Yuan and returned to Xizhou.

Beautiful spring water sends Lang to the sky.

Lang went to the end of the world, when will he return to Xiangxi?

Spring wavelength, send Lang Yushan.

Daily diary period, why not return it then.

Lang goes to the end of the world, but there is no book.

If a child wants a father, what can he say as a wife?

Lang has been gone for twelve years, and the wicker is green every year.

Children can't play the flute without their feelings.

Climbing several times to recall the moon and fold the willow.

I thought Mandy didn't know, but she was worried.

Several times, leaning against the railing, I mistakenly thought it was a Jiujiang ship.

Hu Langke came back with a smile and tears in his eyes.

Acacia is bitter day by day, and acacia is like spring water.

Draw a sword and chop, straight down Ashan North.

I hate each other every day. Hate each other like autumn wind.

Hang the sail without stopping, and go straight down to the red embedded city.

Every day is bitter and bitter, and there is still no resentment.

Leaves fall for several spring and autumn, flowers bloom for one year, and my skirt is embroidered. Everything moves in four or five directions, its feet crawl, its head is shining, its waist is elegant, its ears are full of bright moon, its fingers are like peeling onion roots, its mouth is like pearls, and its steps are delicate, chinese odyssey.

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. The Everlasting Regret

Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them. The first part is Qing Ping Ci.

Jade-faced Nishino girl, green moths and red powder makeup. A pair of gold teeth and two feet, Bai Rushuang. drive hammer