Elegant class:
A blue hair gently shook a butterfly, and the butterfly carved with pearls on its forehead gave off a faint light. White skin is like an egg that has just been shelled. Big eyes twinkle as if they can talk, and small red lips and fair skin are more distinct. A pair of dimples are evenly distributed on both sides of the cheek. With a shallow smile, the dimples on the cheeks are looming, cute as a fairy face, and the eyebrows are like willows, even more than peach blossoms. A slightly elegant silk palace shoe full of cherry blue embroidery, completely without losing the atmosphere. Elegant, charming and graceful. As a lining, the temples have eyes like stars, and the fat window powder collapses. There is a slight evil, but I didn't see the coquettish light red sleeve double-breasted tulle skirt, water-green double-plate drizzle cold silk water skirt, and light pink Shuangliu Su light robe. I tied my fragile waist with a white brocade belt and gently held a handkerchief embroidered by one side. Wu Ran is charming, talking and laughing, but he has little manners. The wind is nowhere to be found, but the projection of fiber wind falls like dust. The flower mole born between the eyebrows is as proud as the red plum in winter.
Eyes like water, but with a cold talk, seems to be able to see through everything, slender fingers, skin like jelly, pink in white, seems to be able to twist the water, a pair of lips, smiling, every move seems to be dancing, long hair black, hair untied, hair dancing with the wind, emitting a fragrance, slender waist, slender limbs, there is a fairy-like refined temperament, wearing a white dress. In the faint light, Emei was gently swept away, but it was still difficult to hide its amazing face. She wore a lavender dress and a white veil, which vividly reflected her beautiful figure. That is, waist-length hair is flying all over the sky because of the wind, and a few strands of hair are flying naughtily in front. There is no decoration on the head, just a light blue ribbon that gently binds a strand of hair. Wearing a necklace around her neck makes her skin as white as snow, like a fairy falling from the sky. She smiles, confuses Yangcheng and falls in love with Cai. A sky-blue bracelet lies on her wrist casually, making her skin white, tender and shiny. Eyes are pure as water, occasionally with a little melancholy, giving people a feeling of being out of reach. The red mouth puckered slightly, giving people a delicate feeling.
The ink pupil is light and dense, touching the jade bracelet between the wrists, such as the thin lips of Sakura evoking a feminine smile, and the March wind blows the sleeves, and a river of smoke and water shines. If you talk about national color, it is not enough to pour the world. However, it is graceful, with some inexplicable sadness and light makeup wrapped in her brow, but it is more beautiful than any elegant and beautiful lead flower wearing a light blue dress with simple colors and flowers. Light blue silk dress, embroidered with plum blossoms on the material with dark blue silk thread, extends from the skirt to the waist, adding a little coolness. A plain wide belt tightens the waist, showing a graceful figure. Wearing a light blue open gauze dress outside, loosely over her shoulders. The neckline of the cuffs is edged with blue silk thread, and the hollowed-out butterfly pattern is just opposite to the plum blossom in the clothes. As people walk, it gently shakes, just like a real butterfly dancing, and every move produces a sparkling sense of flow in the gauze. 3,000 troubled silks are tied into a bun, decorated with only one hairpin, which is faintly weak and charming. The willow eyebrows are painted with carbon black, showing white and delicate skin, and the smart eyes shine in the eye movement. The application of pink rouge makes the skin appear white and red, and the lips are simply painted with light red lips, which is charming and lovely. In the afternoon, the wind woke Yanfang up, embroidered with a pink skirt with two butterflies, and Liu Yueji with beaded green silk, with a little blush between her eyebrows. Make-up is right, lift the skirt, hold your head high, and respond to the sentence "get rid of the mud, get rid of the lotus, get rid of the demon".
The skin color is like snow, the figure is graceful and the face is like a fairy. It looks like an empty valley and a secluded orchid, as clear as Ling Bo daffodils. With a faint mist rhyme. Beauty is dignified, heroic and lovely. From a distance, to a close look, there is a kind of charm oozing from the bones. Those who fall on earth don't eat fireworks. Tsinghua bearing, elegant demeanor. People dare not stare. Look up at the green hills and look back at the sunset glow. Elegant and extraordinary, like a fairy falling into the dust. Wearing a white gauze dress gives people a clear and transparent feeling, and there is a light purple gauze belt on the shoulder. A gust of wind blows, and the dust is elegant, just like a fairy. On a windless day, the gauze belt clings to the body, reflecting its delicate and meticulous figure to the fullest. Like the faint white orchid at the bottom of the valley, it exudes alienation and loneliness from its bones, so it can make people feel distressed and painful.
Temptation category:
Sandy's fingers were stained with chlordane, and she looked at the mirror and lips. There are some inexplicable sadness and light makeup in her eyebrows, but her appearance is better than any lead China. Purplish lips, along the upper corners of the mouth, are just a precious meaning. Just a little mention. It's like accidentally dyeing the haze, tidying up a simple and elegant hair, picking up the red one and sipping it gently. The ink pupil caressed the jade bracelet between the wrists faintly, such as the thin lips of Sakura evoking a charming soft smile, and the breeze blew in March. If you talk about the national color, it is not enough to pour the world. However, it is Manman's natural posture, the breeze passing through the middle of the lake, the swaying of thousands of flowers, the fragrance of sleeping chrysanthemums in wild paths, the weakness of roses to dust, the love of flowers and the madness of the night, and countless residual flowers. I smiled quietly, sitting in front of the mirror to stir up dust, my lips were out of reach, my eyes were slightly raised, and my eyes were dripping with subtle charm.
Dressed in a white house suit with Su Jin flowers inlaid with silver clouds and pink pears, the waist is crocheted with pale goose yellow and concentric knots, and the waist is slender and awkward. Skirts are flying, pleated pears are covered with clouds and mud, golden fire is hidden, funny silks and satins are dragged all over the floor, covered with a faint layer of goose yellow smoke and soft crepe, and people sit sideways, making people look hazy. Put your hand gently on your knee, and an ancient silver dog egg kite is hollowed out on your wrist, revealing the vicissitudes of life. The woman's face is beautiful, the country is beautiful and the eyebrows are slightly blue. There are a few clouds in the corner of my eye. The golden eyelashes are long and curved, which cast a beautiful shadow on my eyes. The pearl eyeliner is silver.