Those who work hard and those who work hard become friends, and in the end, they can remember the bitter experience and become good friends for life. Young women in literature and art became friends and finally forgot each other, for fear of opening the scars of recklessness and frivolous when they were young! Describe a girl's literary poem

Li Bai's

how beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement, sitting in a frown.

you may see the tears now, bright on her cheek, but not the man she so bitterly loves.

The poem of Shuoren in the Book of Songs:

Hands are soft, skin is coagulated,

Collar is like a slouch, teeth are like a rhinoceros,

Bow one's head is like an eyebrow, with a clever smile,

Beautiful eyes are looking forward to it. Take care of the whole city and then take care of the country.

everlasting regret:

if she but turned her head and smiled, there were cast a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of the Six Palaces faded into nothing.

it was early spring. They bathed her in the FlowerPure Pool, which warmed and smoothed the creamy-tinted crystal of her skin.

and, because of her languor, a maid was lifting her, when first the Emperor noticed her and chose her for his bride.

The Girl on the Waving Yarn Stone: a jade-faced girl with a green face and red powder makeup. A pair of gold teeth, two feet Bai Rushuang.

the following words are used to describe: small family, beautiful family, beautiful outside, heavy fish and wild geese, shy flowers when the moon is closed, beautiful country, beautiful food, clever smile, beautiful eyes, soft hands, skin like jelly, collar like flies, teeth like cockroaches. Did you use a very literary sentence to describe girls?

1. There are beautiful women in the north who are peerless and independent.

once you care about the city, you care about the country.

2. Clouds want clothes, flowers, and capacity, and spring breeze blows the threshold to reveal the richness.

if we don't meet in the head of the Jade Mountain, we will meet in the moonlight at Yaotai.

3. May I ask who looks like Han Palace? Poor swallow leans on her new makeup.

4. Famous flowers pour over the country and enjoy each other, which is often laughed at by kings.

Explain that the spring breeze is full of hate, and Shen Xiangting is languid in the north.

5. Beautiful women roll bead curtains, and how quiet she leans, and how troubled her brow is!, you may see the tears now, bright on her cheek, but not the man she so bitterly loves

6. More than 13 people are employed, and the cardamom is tied up in early February. The spring breeze is ten miles on Yangzhou Road, and rolling bead curtains is not as good as

7. The whole generation is chasing the waves and flowers, and the Wu Palace is empty and remembers the children's home. Don't laugh at your neighbor's daughter in the east, and you are still wearing gauze at the head of Baixi.

8, winking and blushing, red lips smiling away. Wind-rolled grape belt, pomegranate skirt in sunshine

7, with two curved eyebrows like frowning rather than frowning, and a pair of eyes like joy rather than joy.

I'm worried about two bad things, and I'm sick all over my body. Tears are a little bit, and the breath is slightly.

Idleness is like beautiful flowers shining on water, while actions are like weak willows blowing the wind.

the heart knows more than the stem, and the illness like the west wins three points.

8, clear water gives birth to hibiscus, which is naturally carved.

9. Looking back and smiling, and the powder and paint of the Six Palaces faded into nothing is full of charm.

1, were like a rain in spring on the blossom of the pear

11, if the West Lake is compared with the West Lake, it is always appropriate to wear heavy makeup and light makeup.

12, the hands are soft, the skin is coagulated, the collar is like a salamander, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head is nodding, the eyebrows are smiling, and the eyes are beautiful.

13, lightly waving a small fan of white orchids, slender waist and jade belt dancing with gauze. It is suspected that a fairy came down to earth and smiled back to win the splendor of the stars.

14, handsome eyebrows and eyebrows, looking forward to flying, the essence of literary grace, forgetting the customs when seeing it.

15, there is a banshee and beautiful, Pei Hui Xiang Shui Mei. Water Mae Lan Du Fang, who will send it?

Rhinoceros has white teeth and double moths and green eyebrows. A red face is like a lotus flower, and a plain skin is like a jelly.

graceful and easy-going, light and uncontrollable. Taste the peerless color and rely on the beautiful appearance.

16, the cheeks are congealed with new plums, the nose is greasy with goose fat, gentle and silent, and the view is amiable.

17, who is lovelier than she?, yet she lives alone in an empty valley

18, the face is like a silver plate, the eyes are like water apricots, the lips are not red, and the eyebrows are not painted but green. 1. I yearn for autumn, love autumn and love autumn. The autumn wind is gentle and cool. It is the cleaner of Mother Earth, throwing countless dead branches and leaves into the abyss mercilessly. But the autumn wind is also ruthless, it kills all living things, makes the grass yellow and leaves wither. But Qiu Feng is the greatest judge. He is ready for the next year's harvest, but he hides in a cave to endure the abuse of everything. Beautiful sentences about autumn.

2. In the early autumn, the middle of summer has already ended, and the autumn harvest is coming soon. The rice in the field is golden yellow, and the autumn wind blows the rice field, and the autumn wind mixed with Daoxiang blows head-on, which makes me feel the simplicity, simplicity and nature of Daoxiang. People are waving sickles and sweating in the fields, harvesting the fruits of a year, and it is worthwhile to suffer and be tired again. I understand the joy of autumn.

3. Just when I was infatuated, a breeze blew and the maple leaves floated slowly. Oh, it is playing with the breeze. But the maple leaf is weak after all and can't keep up with the breeze. Beautiful sentences about autumn. The wind suddenly disappeared in the boundless world, while the red maple slowly fell and fell. Finally falling to the ground.

4. In an orchard full of fragrance, apples are blushing, pear trees are bent with laughter, pomegranate is grinning, and peaches are blushing ... All kinds of fruit trees, you won't let me, I won't let you, and the fruits are heavy and hanging on the branches. The farmer's uncle's mouth is bent into a "crescent" and his eyes are narrowed into two slits. Autumn, a harvest season! Not only fruits and vegetables, but also food. In the field, the wheat waves are rolling, the wheat ears are string after string, and the wheat grains are full and swollen, one after another in the wind, like colored waves flapping, smiling and coming to us.

5. savor the autumn rain carefully, and let's walk into the streets in autumn! On both sides of the street, the original trees with lush foliage seem to have lost their proper color. There is a faint silvery white in the sky, and the continuous autumn rain is as thin as a cow's hair. Continuous autumn rain falls slowly and flows into the earth; Flowing into the river; Flowing into the Yangtze River; Flowed into people's hearts.

6. However, in the cold autumn, facing the increasingly cold atmosphere, some people sang generously, "Autumn is sad and lonely since ancient times, and I say autumn is better than spring." A crane in the clear sky rows clouds, which leads poetry to Bixiao ". This may be a maverick among many poems that feel autumn, hurt autumn and miss autumn. When we are helpless and sad in the face of the sad scenery in autumn, why don't we chant this song by Liu Yuxi several times? Autumn ci > From it, what do you feel about the warm feelings of striving for progress?

7. Autumn is a beautiful season, which is different from the heat in summer. The bitter cold of winter, it and spring are twin sisters, with the same bright spot. Autumn is a season when melons and fruits are fragrant; Autumn is a season of sowing hope. Baskets of oranges and piles of lychees are all fresh and make your mouth water.

8. In the coolness of autumn, there is still fiery heat! The maple forest turns from green to orange, and the leaves cascade up and down, fluttering, looking from a distance, like red clouds in the sky. Leaves large and small, like shawls, like rosy clouds, offer people a * * * radiant dance in the wind. I watched this fiery maple forest, and my emotions seemed to burn with it ...

9. With the autumn wind, let's walk into the autumn farmhouse! Look at that tall persimmon tree in the yard, how beautiful it is red! It's like a fire. Pick the persimmon that is red and yellow, soft, like a fragile egg. It is the fruit of autumn. Look, it seems to open its mouth and smile at me! The autumn wind is coming, and the wind smells of some fruits and some autumn flowers.

1. Oh, autumn! Autumn leaves rich fruits to the world, and beautiful wishes to the world. Autumn leaves, and the bark is swaying. Ye Er wants to follow the footsteps of autumn, flies away with the wind, makes several spins in the air, and floats down, leaving a beautiful thought and quiet meditation. I love the rice, crystal dew, falling leaves, lovely stars and hazy moon in Huang Chengcheng in autumn.

11. Everything in autumn exists to make the poet sing "sorrow". "Cold should be the season, and crickets wail at night. The morning wind moves trees, and the branches and leaves are cold day and night. " Look: the cold climate should come in season, and crickets also feel the sadness of autumn and moan; There are also trees that shake in the cold wind in the morning, and what people see is their cold branches and leaves. Literary sentences describing yellow chrysanthemums

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan

I bloom and kill a hundred flowers

The sentences describing love rat are literary and artistic

self-protection's flies, wearing cloth trade silk. When bandits come to trade silk, they come to seek for me. Sending a child involves Qi, as for Dunqiu. When I was a robber, I had no good media. There is no anger in the child, and autumn is a period.

take the other side of the cliff in order to return to the customs. I didn't see the customs, and I cried. Seeing the resumption of customs clearance, I was full of laughter and words. Er Buer, the body has no blame. Come with your car and bribe me to move.

before the mulberry falls, its leaves will flourish. Yu Yu, I'm sorry! No eating mulberries. What a woman! Nothing to worry about. It's fair to say that scholars are worried. You can't say that a woman is worried.

when the mulberry falls, it will be yellow and fall. Self-pity, poor at the age of three. Qi water soup, gradually car curtain dress. Women are also unhappy, and scholars do their best. Scholars are also extremely useless, and their virtues are two or three.

being a woman at the age of three is exhausting. Stay awake all night, and there will be a dynasty. What is said is done, but as for violence. Brother doesn't know, but he laughs. If you think about it quietly, you will bow and mourn yourself.

growing old with you always makes me complain. Qi has a shore, while Ji has a pan. The banquet of the general angle, talking and laughing, swearing, not thinking about the opposite. On the contrary, I don't think about it, but I have already described the sentence of girl S. < P > I saw this woman about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a oval face and beautiful appearance. I saw that she was wearing a light green luoyi with a string of pearls hanging around her neck, and her face was * * * incomparable to describe the sentence of girls drifting

1. Her face has a pair of beautiful eyes decorated with childish long eyelashes, just like two crystal grapes.

2. In the photo, you hold your chin and stare thoughtfully. That tenderness, that beauty and that charm make me unforgettable for a long time. Waterfall-like long hair, elegant dress, standard oval face, smart almond eyes, that steady and dignified temperament, even naughty people will be careful when they see you.

3. A girl in a pink-blue skirt looks so healthy with a wheat-colored panel. Her black hair falls vertically over her shoulders and her face is slightly reddish.

4. Clear and bright pupils, curved arch eyebrows, long eyelashes quivering slightly, a white and flawless panel with a faint pink color, and thin lips like rose petals.

5. I found you at a glance in the crowd. I dare not say that you are the most beautiful of them, but I dare say that you are the best of them.

6. You are like a soft cloud floating around in front of my eyes, and your beautiful beautiful and elegant face is rippling with a beautiful smile like spring. In your big bright eyes, I can always capture your tranquility, your enthusiasm, your intelligence and your sensitivity. The sentence describing girls' versatility

Xi Shi, a girl from Zhuluo Mountain

The beauty of the lotus flowers hides the past, and the lotus flowers are ashamed of their beauty

They want to make the West Lake more beautiful than Xizi, and they want to chase the barbarians down to Suzhou, and they are eager for the reward of the lake and the mountains. Xi Shi wants to carry hardships for no reason.

They want to win the true national color of Xi Shi. When the tide rushes to the shore, the scales float on the jade, and jathyapple loses the silver in the cold light

What can I do to reward the whole city? Xi Shi also has the fear of hiding his bow. He is not alone in changing his name < P > when he entered the Han Palace, his face turned red with laughter. The king chose the beauty, and she was chosen to serve the king's sleep.

I recommend the pillow to be charming in the evening and the clothes to be rolled in love with the spring breeze. Can you know Zhao feiyan, she duochong after other women hate her endless.

Worry can hurt people, and green temples turn into frost. In the court, as long as the complacency, the world will become empty.

Swallows and snipes exchange wine, dancing clothes and carving dragons. That kind of cold suffering unspeakable, can only secretly sad, secretly for the king to play a piano.

the heartbroken string is also unique, and the sad heart is heavy at night.

In Bai Juyi's poems, there are many descriptions of women's ability and political integrity:

Bai Juyi's seven-character poem: There is running water in the west of the house, and a small building is built under the wall. When you are playing, you are quite amused, because you are told to sing, drink and chat.

There are five unique topics

First,

Yi's water is not free, and no one can help you. Everyone threw it at the bottom of the wall, but I planted the lotus and climbed the small building.

Secondly,

What is the water color wave like? The winding dust belt is inclined. Mo Yan Luo Daichun has no owner, so he bought his own building and belongs to the White House.

the third

day, the water shakes the plain wall, and the wind blows the shadows of the trees. It is said that it is appropriate to play a string tube here and try to play a song of Nishang.

Fourth,

Dress up and sing Liangzhou, and tea turns over Cui Dai's sorrow. It should be heard from a distance, and pedestrians want to turn back.

the fifth

if you are drunk alone, you have to sing and dance. Why do you have to entertain yourself? At that time, a clear business music was not long for outsiders.

Bai Juyi's most representative song: <;

-Tang Bai Juyi moved to Sima, Jiujiang County for ten years. Next autumn, see the guests off at Songpukou. Those who play the pipa in the middle of the night hear the sound of Kyoto. Ask him, Ben Chang 'an advocates women. I learned the pipa from Mu and Cao, but when I was old, my color declined, and I committed myself to being a Jia's wife. So he ordered the wine maker to play several songs quickly, and the songs were pitiful. Self-talk about happy things when I was young, but now I drift away and migrate between rivers and lakes. I have been an official for two years, and I feel at ease, and I feel that I have moved to the future. Because of long sentences, songs are given to them, and every 612 words are called Pipa Xing.

I was bidding a guest farewell, at night on the Xunyang River, where maple-leaves and full-grown rushes rustled in the autumn. I, the host, had dismounted, my guest had boarded his boat, and we raised our cups and wished to drink-but, alas, there was no music. For all we had drunk we felt no joy and were parting from each other, when the river widened mysteriously toward the full moon. We had heard a sudden sound, a guitar across the water, host forgot to turn back home, and guest to go his way. We followed where the melody led and asked the player's name, the sound broke off...then reluctantly she answered. We moved our boat near hers, invited her to join us, summoned more wine and lanterns to recommence our banquet. Yet we called and urged a thousand times before she started toward us, still hiding half her face from us behind her guitar. ...She turned the tuning-pegs and tested several strings, we could feel what she was feeling, even before she played. Each string a meditation, each note a deep thought, as if she were telling us the ache of her whole life. She knit her brows, flexed her fingers, then began her music, little by little letting her heart share everything with ours. She brushed the strings, twisted them slow, swept them, plucked them, first the air of The Rainbow Skirt, then The Six Little Ones. The large strings hummed like rain, the small strings whispered like a secret. Hummed, whispered-and then were intermingled, like a pouring of large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to swallow and flow under the ice. The ice spring is cold and astringent, as though it could not pass; and the notes, dying away. Into a depth of sorrow and concealment of lament, told even more in silence than they had told in sound. A silver vase abruptly broke with a gush of water, and out leapt armored horses and weapons that clashed and smote. Watch your stroke, and all four strings made one sound, as of rending silk. There was quiet in the east boat and quiet in the west, but see jiangxin autumn moon white. Thoughtfully put it in the string, she rose and smoothed her clothing and, formal, courteous. Told us how she had spent her girlhood at the capital, living in her parents' house under the Mount of Toads. And had mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, with her name recorded first in the class-roll of musicians. Song often teaches good talents, her beauty the envy of all the leading dancers. How noble youths of Wuling had lavishly competed, and numberless red rolls of silk been given for one song. And silver combs with shell inlay been snapped by her rhythms, and skirts the colour of blood been spoiled with stains of wine. Season after season, joy had followed joy, autumn moons and spring winds had passed without her heeding. Till first her brother left for the war, and then her aunt died, and evenings went and evenings came, and her beauty faded. With ever fewer chariots and horses at her door, so that finally she gave herself as wife to a merchant. Who, prizing money first, careless how he left her, had gone, a month before, to Fuliang to buy tea. And she had been tending an empty boat at the river's mouth, no company but the bright moon and the cold water. And sometimes in the deep of night she would dream of her triumphs, and be wakened from her dreams by the scalding of her tears. Her very first guitar-note had started me sighing, now, having heard her story, I was sadder still. We are both unhappy -- to the sky's end, we meet. We understand. What does acquaintance matter?. I came, a year ago, away from the capital, and am now a sick exile here in Jiujiang. And so remote is Jiujiang that I have heard no music didn't smell silk and bamboo all his life.