Poems about beautiful people and things

1. Poems describing the beauty of human nature 1. There will be no beauty in the future! Beauty is pleasing to the eye! The beauty of the country! Surprised for the world! 2. Hibiscus is not as beautiful as beauty makeup, and the water temple is full of fragrance. 3. Being receptive, indifferent, sweet and sincere, with soft and delicate skin and well-proportioned bones. As beautiful as Zhi Tao in March, as beautiful as chrysanthemums in September. 5. The eyes and eyebrows are delicate, and the voice and smile are gentle. 6. Beauty is drunk, and Zhu Yan is a little. 8. Ice muscles are naturally thin, and flying away is more important. 9. She will never powder her face with her own hands again. Lotus is ashamed of jade 1 1. There are beautiful women in the north, who are peerless and independent 12. People are like the moon on the side, and frost and snow on the wrist 13. Laugh at spring peaches first, clouds pile up. The lips are full of cherry blossoms and the teeth are fragrant. 14. Silence is like a flower shining on the water, and action is like the wind. 15. If you are not leaning against the fence alone, you will find it difficult to see the time at other times. 16. A graceful girl is ashamed, but the years are not sad. 17. Beauty is more enchanting, and autumn water is like snow.

The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. 20. Who will twist their hearts and feel dizzy? 2 1. As long as she turns her head and smiles, there will be a hundred spells and six palaces of powder and paint. The waves are pulsating in the eyes and full of flowers. 23. Smart smile and beautiful eyes. 24. The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. You also know the bitterness of lovesickness. How can you have the heart to throw a slave at 26? All the way through? Looking closely at all the good places, people are humane and willows are waisty. 28. All the gods praised and danced. 29. Clear water produces hibiscus, carving nature. 30. a red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken. 3 1. A cloud, a vortex, a jade shuttle, a light shirt, a thin snail, and a light pair of snails. 32. The phoenix eye is half bent, hiding amber and lips.

The pearls are shining, and corals and pearls are interspersed. How does Yi fly? How can he fly away with the wind?

Looking at the glory in the distance, the whistling is like a blue. 35. Smile like a flower, and the jade sound flows gently. 36. It's as light as Yun Zheyue, and as flying as snow. 37. Until a child of the Yang family was brought up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, no one knew her. The wind returns to the yard, and the willow eyes are green. 39. Why is the tenderness scattered, and love and hate are 40. Step by step, chinese odyssey 465438. If you don't spit, it's irritating.

Graceful, it almost made me forget to eat. 44. The language is gentle and charming. Stunning clothes are outstanding, and the bone image should be mapped.

The glory of wearing a sweater is the glory of Yao and Bi. Dai's jewelry is decorated with pearls to show her body. 45. Red lips are bright outside, bright teeth are fresh inside, bright eyes are good to look at, and bad auxiliary endurance. 46. Yesterday, the mountains were confused. When she came, her clothes were clouded. 47. Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley. Bao Ji is loosely tied, but the lead is light. 49. Glory Qiuju, Song Chun, Hua Mao 50. Candles are bright and fragrant, while dark and painted buildings are deep. Xiang Zhuo 53. Admire each other's good, clear and refreshing. 54. The other person's attitude is beautiful, and so is the other person's attitude. 55. Envy each other's gorgeous clothes and flash articles. 56. How quiet, empty, gorgeous, rosy and beautiful it is. The moon shines on the cold river. 59. How slender the waist is and how the air dances with the snow. Beaded with jewels, full of goose yellow, 60. My Fair Lady, My Gentleman, 6 1. Tung blossoms are brilliant, the rain is drained, and the Qingming is washed away. 62. Soft and graceful, charming and delicate. 63. Ban Ji's posture of continuing history, Xie Ting's posture of singing snow. 64. The brilliance of expectation is fascinating. The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics. 67. Handsome eyebrows and eyes, looking forward to flying, the essence of literary color, forget vulgarity when you see it. 68. There is a banshee who is beautiful. She has returned to Hunan.

Who will Shui Mei's party be sent to? 69. Glow with shame and smile on your lips. Wind roll grape belt, pomegranate skirt in sunshine 70. Cheeks congealed with new lychee, nose greasy with goose oil, gentle and silent, amiable to watch 7 1. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. Look in the mirror, the shadow of the moon, curtain shape, wake up from sleep. If the cloud is light, the waist is as graceful as a weak willow. 74. Eye-catching is just speculation. 77. Because the water blooms, the water sinks the bone and the jade becomes the muscle. If the sun rises in the morning, it will burn like a rainbow. 79. Beauty is peerless, to whom does the incense pass? 80. Proud and clear, the fragrance contains autumn dew 8 1. A total of ten fragrant scents are heard, and the reputation of fragrance is not unknown. 82./kloc-more than 0/3 pieces of cardamom curled up, and cardamom was crowned in early February. 83. The eyebrows are as light as autumn water, and the jade muscles are accompanied by the breeze. 84. There was a beautiful man, and Wan Ru was famous. 85. Tingting looks back at Mu Ran. To leave feelings, never regret, haggard for Iraq. 90. Serve thick makeup, Shao Yanyarong, 9 1. Her cloud hair is fragrant with fog, and her shoulders are cold, 92. There is no wife in the world, which is a special life. 93. Xiu Yanyan is more beautiful than flowers, and Yu Yanyan is more "red" than spring. 94. The peach flew away and burned. Relying on the beauty of the city. A cicada's head with a moth eyebrow and a clever smile, 99. Beauty hides the past, but lotus is ashamed of jade 100. Quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit 10 1. Its beauty is colorful, and its fragrance is full 102. Zhao Yan has many beautiful women, and this beautiful woman is Yan Ruyu. 105. Moon Hall for Beautiful Fairy Girls 106. Beaded beads don't move eyebrows, and lead spending is naive. 107. When the palace is full of thin waists, you will be old.

She just got married and tied her hair in a bun. Beginners should be strict in learning makeup, such as drawing a slim figure, fearing the feeling of rain and clouds, and taking more charming measures. Clouds want clothes to look good, spring breeze blows over the threshold, Lu 109, birds are surprised, flowers are sad.

2. The poem "Zhuangzi's Theory of Everything" describes the beauty of characters: "Mao Cong and Li Ji, the beauty of people is also deep, fish see it, birds see it, fly high, elk see it, and suddenly. The four know the positive color of the world. "

In the Tang Dynasty, Song Wenzhi sang Xi's poem "Huan Sha Pian": "Birds are surprised by pineapples, and fish are afraid of lotus flowers."

Looking back and smiling, it is fascinating, and the powder and paint of the Sixth Palace have faded into nothingness.

Explain that it is infinitely hateful, and Shen Xiangting is north.

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

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

Handsome eyebrows and eyes, looking forward to flying, the essence of literary color, seeing it and forgetting the customs.

Just like the spring rain falls on pear blossoms.

If the face is a silver plate, the eyes are like water apricots, the lips are not red, and the eyebrows are not painted green.

The beauty of beauty and red peony complement each other, and beauty and long flowers are king.

In the south, there is a beautiful woman whose face is as fragrant as Rong Ruo peach blossom and as beautiful as plum blossom.

Soft hands, frozen skin, collar like a salamander, teeth like a rhinoceros, a cicada's head is a moth eyebrow, and he looks awkward when he smiles.

There is a beautiful banshee, Pei Xianghui Shui Mei. Shui Mae Fang, who will send it?

The moonlight is bright and the heart is sultry.

3. Poetry describing beauty. Poetry describing beauty

1, graceful and easy, light and uncontrollable. Excellent taste depends on beauty.

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

3. Long Shouxiong talks about his state, and the beauty has a good eye. Yang Gong curtains, who is still alive and can't hold her husband?

4, the clouds are beautiful, and the spring breeze blows the threshold. If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.

5, heartbroken and dark night, I hate my eyes. Peng Gan is influenced by his age. How can he drink a sword like Chu Zhang?

6, handsome eyebrows and eyes, eager to fly, the essence of literary color, see it forget the customs.

7. Ying Ying Chun Chun, Hua Liu Zhenzhen. Everything is charming, delicate and makes people stop.

8. Pour people into the city with a smile, and then pour people into the country with a smile. Zhang Xian embroidered two butterflies on the skirt.

9, hired more than thirteen, cardamom tip in early February, spring breeze miles Yangzhou Road, good roll bead curtain.

10, the person on the side is like a moon, and the wrist is pink.

1 1, famous flowers poured into the country, enjoying each other, and kings often laughed. Explain that it is infinitely hateful, and Shen Xiangting is north.

12, beauty shutter door, and how quiet she leans, how troublesome her brow is! You may see bright tears on her cheeks now, but not the man she loves deeply.

13, absolutely gorgeous and stunning out of the Han Palace, the beauty of life is as thin as ever. Even if the king is light-colored, what kind of painter will he seize power?

14, onion refers to orchid, and three-inch golden lotus is like an ingot.

15, cinnabar powder is not deep and uneven, and the idle flowers are faint and fragrant.

16, E-E pink makeup, delicate hands.

17, looking back and smiling, the powder and paint of Liugong faded into nothingness.

18, if you look closely, it's all good places, people are very humanized, and the waist is very thin.

19, I want to know what jade looks like; A plum blossom is frozen in the Chun Xue.

20. Yesterday, the mountain was confused, and when I came, my clothes were on the clouds.

4. Express a woman's beautiful poem. Yanjing's daughter is sixteen or seventeen years old and blushes like a flower.

Spearmint flies all over the road, and the green sleeves are whipped.

The spring breeze shakes the spring, and the brocade Zheng and the silver candle are high.

However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.

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.

On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.

Embroidery is not warm, purple curtains are foggy.

Who cares if the incense goes by like water, and people are tired in spring?

Smile and look forward to your beautiful eyes.

5. We can look at the origin of the description of the beauty of the characters in ancient poems: "There is still half a face hidden behind her guitar that we can't see":

Bai Juyi sings pipa

I am seeing the guests off. At night, on the banks of Xunyang River, maple leaves are in full bloom in autumn. I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music. Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon. We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left. We followed the melody, asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered. We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again. However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us. ... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings. Every string is thought-provoking, and every note is thought-provoking. It seems that he is not satisfied with his life. She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit. She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones. Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Guan Yingying's ass was slippery when she spoke, and we heard a stream sobbing painfully on the beach. The spring is cold and astringent, and the clouds of doubt will never stop. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons. Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk. The east ship and the west ship were silent, and we saw the white autumn moon entering the river. She tied it thoughtfully on the rope, stood up and smoothed her clothes, serious and polite. Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill. She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians. Quba once taught good people to yield, and her beauty envied all the leading dancers. How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song. And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine, China. Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention. Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared. Lengma was at the door, so at last she gave her wife to a businessman. Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago. She has been taking care of an empty boat in the estuary, with no companions except the bright moon and cold water. Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears. Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder. We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? . A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile. Xunyang has no music, neither strings nor bamboo for a whole year. My residence is near the town by the river, low and humid, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes. What can you hear here in the morning and evening? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing. I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining. Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, but they are rough and harsh, and they are harsh in my ears. Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music. Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again. I will write a Long song about the guitar ... She was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder. Although the tune was different from what she had played before, all the listeners covered their faces. But which of them cried the most? , this Jiujiang officer. My blue sleeves are wet.

6. I will walk until the river blocks my way, and then sit down and watch the clouds rising in Ran Ran.

Drink the dew of Mulan in the morning and chrysanthemum in the evening. Change your life with my three fireworks.

The street is long and there are many fireworks, so you can look back by the light. After a short pavilion and a short world of mortals, I sigh again.

How much beauty is worn away and how much lovesickness is broken. Only blood-stained acacia, as beautiful as flowers and jade, like water passing by, is leisurely to find. In the secluded boudoir, self-pity is thirty-three days, and the highest since the day of hatred; Four hundred and forty diseases, acacia is the most bitter, like this star is not last night. For anyone, the wind and frost reveal the elegance of the night is quicksand, and old age is a period of stability in the world, so you will live up to the Tathagata and your purity.

I didn't know I was a guest in my dream, but I was too greedy. The teenager didn't know the taste of sadness and fell in love with the floor. In order to assign new words, I insisted that I was worried about the swing in the wall and the outside world. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs.

Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed. It is elimination, not sadness.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. Where does the Jade Man teach oral sex at Bridge 24 on a moonlit night?

Sadness is more important than the door when you leave home wholeheartedly. Everything is wrong, and what follows is different. Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner.

Flowers from Shui Piao to popularity, a kind of acacia, two leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Whoever forgets each other first, dumping the country is the old country. Hold the wind like a handshake, and hold hands as before.

Listen to the string and break three thousand infatuations. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled.

If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips. Spring goes and spring comes, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die. Still water, singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

Phoenix, who once played here, left without permission and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried. Don't lose face, just look at the flowers in front of the court; I have no intention of staying, and I have no intention of staying. I glanced at the clouds outside the sky casually, and I saw that if this lover's life is like the first time, why is it sad to draw a fan in the autumn wind?

Idleness changes people's minds, but it is easy to change people's minds. I am a disappointed guest in the world. I know why you are crying.

Wu Hua Ma, Jin Qiu, give them to the boy to exchange for good wine moths, snow willows, golden wisps and smiles, and go to the crowd to find him. Looking back suddenly, the man couldn't stay in the dim light. Zhu Yan said that he would spend his time on trees and sand, on poultry ponds, and when the clouds break through the moon, who would lean against the fence in the afterglow of grass? The west wind hates it slightly, but it can't blow away its eyebrows. It's a joke to be eager to eat pork and drink Hun's blood. The Fengge Dragon House is even more lonely, and Yushu Qiongzhi is a cigarette.

It's as if the dream soul belongs to the emperor, and I smell the sky and ask where I belong. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.

Mo, Mo, Mo! I didn't say anything crazy, but I have noticed that Sichuan smoke, the wind blowing all over the city, plum Huang Shi Yangzhou Shili rain, Du Mu III was born. Before, I said that I would put up with floating names, but I changed it to shallow wine and sang that there are trees and branches in the mountains. I am glad to know how many times I will meet again. The night at this time is awkward and bleak, and the latter two should be the same. The most bitter is linglong dice's Red Bean in the Moon. I miss you deeply, and I don't know that heaven and earth are cruel. Everything is straw dogs. My heart is full of stones, but I can't turn it around.

I'm full of bandits. I can't get involved. Life and death are rich, Zicheng said, hold your hand and grow old with your son.

If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. When I was born, I came back. When I died, I thought of long-term lovesickness, and short-term lovesickness came back to my eyes with tears, wishing I could not meet each other and get married.

The forgetfulness that passed by you has become a stormy wave in my life. Acacia said acacia at the bottom of the tree, and Shiro hated Mandy for not knowing how affectionate he was and how everlasting he was. One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

The whole world is muddy. I'm alone. Everyone is drunk. I wake up alone. I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her two focuses were Luo Yi.

On the pipa string, I said I was homesick. At that time, the bright moon was there I once came back as bright as a full moon, and I didn't care about snow and ice. Who sees the moon by the river at the beginning of the month, as people wish, the bald head never leaves the curtain, and the west wind rolls, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. Yuanyang weaves for Qi Fei, the poor old man is white first, the spring wave is green, and the Han Xiao is deep, which is relatively red.

I have repeatedly lamented the joys and sorrows of generations, and I am the master of ridiculous life. I can't help feeling that you are looking back, making me miss you and spend a world, a leaf and a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.

Falling flowers and storms hurt spring more, so it is better to pity the people in front of you. If a person is passionate for ten years, languishes for ten years and languishes for ten years, he will never forget it unless he measures himself.

Full moon only envies Yuanyang, not the death of Xiantao. Burning flowers can be folded straight, and I don't want to go to the west building alone. The moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the autumn. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

Even if the feelings are deep and shallow, it is best not to meet each other without regret, so that you can not fall in love with the trees in the south and have to think about them; There are women on the Han River who want to pursue the impossible. Han is too broad to swim; The river is so long that it is impossible to take a raft.

The past banished the cold dynasty, and the residual lamp was broken into pieces. It's better to hate people than water, and make waves casually.

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. I like to try to find a good poem all my life. The language of the poem is not surprising, and I will not stop.

But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? I gradually widened my belt, but I didn't regret it, which made people haggard for Iraq. Remember to meet each other after parting.

A few times, I dreamed of being with you. Today, silver candles are lit frequently, and meeting is still a dream.

I had to leave Potter and me since yesterday. Today hurts my heart even more. I want to know you. I will not fail if I live for a long time.

There are no graves in the mountains, rivers are inexhaustible, there is lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, but they dare to separate from you. A night is like a moon, a thought is like a bean, a heart is like gambling on a book, and a cup of tea is poured. At the time, it was just unusual.

But as soon as we met, we knew each other. When they meet, if they don't meet, Andrew and Jun won't teach each other to miss each other. Endless lovesickness tears red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building, autumn flowers are bleak and yellow, and Qiu Guang's autumn nights grow like year after year. People are different from sober people in the old days, and sages are forgotten year after year. Only the drinkers leave their names, I live at the head of the Yangtze River, you live at the end of the Yangtze River, miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water together. When will this water stop and when will this hate start? I only hope that your heart, like mine, will live up to my lovesickness.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it, but I am too lazy to look back on those flowers. Half the sky is a monastery, and half the sky is in Qian Fan, killing all three thousand crows in the world. I slept with you until dawn, and you gave birth to me. I am old, and you hate me for being born late. I hate being born early, and I hate being born at different times. I lament the past every day, but I can't find Fang Qiu in my dream. Suddenly looking back, I saw that it was a thousand years ago, and I fell into sadness under the moon. It snows every year.

7. Classic poem with beautiful scenery 1 "Spring Thoughts" Tang Libai

The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green. Finally, you want to go home,

Now when my heart is about to break. Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?

2, "Spring Hope" Tang Du Fu

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

3, "Zuogong Night Tour" Tang Du Fu

The low wall on the left side of the temple blocks the flowers. It is twilight, nightingale and a group of birds are singing. In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight.

I didn't dare to sleep at night, but I heard the key unlock the door, the night wind whispered, and the voice of missing floated to Grelott. I have a petition to submit in the morning, and I have been asking what time it is all night.

4, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

5, "Acacia" Tang

Red bean shrubs grow in the south. In spring, they sprout many branches. People who miss them hope to collect more. Mix red bean has attracted people's attention.

6, "Chunxiao" Tang Meng Haoran

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

7, "Spring Thoughts" Tang Huangfu Ran

Ying Ge predicted the New Year, and Ma Yilongdui was a thousand miles away. I live next to the Han Palace Garden in Jingshi, and my heart flies to the lake with the bright moon.

Brocade palindromes tell the long hatred of missing, and flowers bloom upstairs to make fun of my being single. Excuse me, when will your coach, General Liu, draw back the stone tablet?

8. "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell" Tang Bai Juyi

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. Ah, my friend's prince, it's sad that you left again.

9. "Poetry of Spring" Yuxi, Liu Tang

It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden. Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.

10, "Liu Yong" Tanghe Zhangzhi

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

1 1, the night view of binjiang song sushi.

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.

12, "Dengguazhou" Wang Song Anshi

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. The spring breeze came to Jiang Nanan again. When will the bright moon shine on me?

13, "Presenting Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" by Tang Hanyu

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

14 "Yulouchun" Qi

Dongcheng gradually felt that the scenery was good, and it was wrinkled and welcoming people. Poplar smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.

Floating growth hates less pleasure, but is willing to love a daughter and smile. Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night.

15, "Jiang nanchun quatrains" Tang Du Mu

Thousands of miles of Ti Ying green reflects the great river, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine flags the wind. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

Limited to words, the above is for reference only.

8. Beautiful quotes and examples

Life is beautiful (william blake)

Modesty is beauty, and seriousness is bliss (Wei Watson)

Without maintaining a certain strangeness, there will be no outstanding beauty.

-(bacon)

● It cannot be said that all that is reasonable is beautiful, but all that is beautiful is indeed reasonable —— (Germany)

Sailing boats, armed men and paunchy pregnant women are the three most beautiful sights in the world (Jane Howell)

All beautiful things have their profound connotations (Joseph Lu)

Beautiful language is the brilliance of thought (Ron Girnus)

Only what we don't worry about is beautiful (Oscar Wilde)

● Beauty, what is beauty? There is a lot of beauty in every interesting aspect of life. However, beauty can neither satisfy hunger nor support the family (Ma Eliot)

● Beauty has three elements: the first is completeness or perfection, and anything incomplete is ugly; Secondly, proper proportion or harmony; The third is bright, so bright colors are considered beautiful (Aquinas)

● Beauty itself must be true (Germany)

When you lose truth, you lose beauty (Soviet Union).

The truth of beauty is nobler and deeper than the truth itself (Francis)

Beauty is truth, and truth is beauty (Keats)

Beauty and truth are the same thing, which means that beauty itself must be true (Hegel)

● Beauty has the function and power to attract people to be good (Plato)

Only the best can be beautiful (Latin)

Beauty is part of the standard vocabulary of kindness (Eliot)

Beauty is another form of goodness (Peter Weng)

I have always believed that only by putting good into action can it be called beauty (Rousseau)

Kindness is more valuable than beauty (Allah)

Beauty is higher than goodness, and goodness is better than ugliness (Oscar Wilde)

If you think beauty is good, what a wonderful fantasy! (Tolstoy)

Beauty is a kind of goodness, because it is good, it will cause happiness (Aristotle)

● All the goodness on the earth comes from the sun, and all the goodness comes from people (Prishwin)

Do you think beauty and goodness are completely different things? Don't you know that what is beautiful from a certain angle is good from the same angle? -(Socrates)

Beauty is God's smile and music is God's voice (ron johnson)

Beauty is the most complete thing we know, which contains mysterious goals that nature cannot achieve (Luo bridges)

Beauty is a gift from God (Aristotle)

Beauty is a natural advantage (Plato)

● Beauty is not made artificially, but is born (Dickinson)

● beauty! This is something that can only be seen with the eyes of the mind (Joubert)

You can't recognize a beautiful person in any nature, which just shows that he has defects in his heart-(Germany)

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder (Liu Wallace)

● If eyes are born to stare, then beauty is the reason for her existence (Emerson)

● Everyone loves beauty.

● Everything about a person should be beautiful: face, clothes, soul and thoughts-(Chekhov)

Take away the love of beauty from our hearts, and you will also take away all the charm of life-(Rousseau)

Where flowers wither, man can't live (France)

● Beauty is created in the fields that have been set foot in and have not been set foot in (Sai Daniel)

● Perfection is unattainable, but it is worth pursuing (Luo Buchanan)

Beauty is strange. This is what the artist projects from the noise of the world and the pain of his own soul (Mao Mu)

To create real beauty, you must have the skills of a master (J Dryden)

It is much happier to die for beauty than to live for bread (Emerson)

Only talented people can know and pursue beautiful things enthusiastically-(democritus)

It is legitimate to pursue beauty without blaspheming it (democritus)

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