Aesthetic ancient poems describing marriage

A brocade painted with gold outlines the blood flowers on the other side, just like a wedding dress with floating clouds on the horizon, covered with a very soft and thin scarlet yarn and a rice-like southern pearl, hiding her peerless beauty. A phoenix belt is embroidered on her waist with elegant cloud gauze, which just outlines her exquisite figure. Walking slowly, the fragrant phoenix petals sneak into her wide sleeves, and the enchanting skirt rises and falls gently with the breeze, as if suffocating with endless bloody smell.

A woman's marriage is a beautiful and enviable happy event. How much do you know about ancient women's love poems? The following are ancient women's love poems compiled for everyone. Let's enjoy them together.

1.

Hand-held blue silk, double loop knot;

Lily's temples are cleverly decorated.

White wedding dress, such as floating smoke;

Beauty's new makeup is brighter than flowers.

Firecrackers ring and ribbons dance;

Put a big red happy word in front of the window.

Black car, red rose;

Pack the slaves until lang's side.

Drunk wedding banquet, noisy bridal chamber;

Laughter makes it difficult.

Raise a glass, red candle flame;

Shy and afraid to sleep with you.

2.

Lying awake in bed that day,

Iraqis like to be ticket sellers when they get married.

Zhu Yu, with a hairpin on her head and a rose,

Red embroidered phoenix.

Distant dreams will only add new dreams and tears,

At this time, I recalled my previous makeup.

Later, I realized the spring breeze.

I am afraid of love. It rained heavily in the pond.

3.

It's crazy to want to be a bride,

Apply a touch of touch and make-up skillfully.

The red skirt is tender,

The double vortex of pear ytterbium cherishes the tender fragrance.

Half happy and half angry,

I'm crazy. I can't hold you.

Beauty is the reward of the weather,

How much to marry is a good husband.

4.

Yuhuan jade rouge,

My eyes are golden,

Pedestrians stop.

Who is the fairy,

How did this happen,

The moonlight is dim and the balcony is bound.

After drinking the spring tea,

There are countless glasses, wine and music.

This happened by accident.

Is gorgeous a mistake?

Your help.

Hold hands once,

Have no complaints all your life,

Year after year, flowers bloom and fall.

Cut the heartbroken song,

I can't describe it,

Dilemma is father.