A sentence describing a woman in an ancient poem

Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man" describes the beautiful sentences of Jiangnan women; The people by the fireside are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists.

Book of Songs. Weifeng. Shuoren":

The hands are like soft wattles, and the skin is like clotted fat. The collar is like a grub, and the teeth are like a rhino. The eyebrows are eyebrows, the smile is smiling, and the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it.

Book of Poetry: The Quiet Girl.

The quiet woman is in the corner of my city. Love but not see, scratching his head and hesitating.

Quiet girl, let me care. Tong Guan Youwei said that she was beautiful.

Self-shepherding, beautiful and different. The bandit girl is beautiful, and the beauty is beautiful.

Tao Yao. The peach is dying, scorching its glory. The son of the family is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in the house.

The peach is dying, and there is a frenzy. The son is home, and his family room is appropriate.

The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming. The son is home, and it is suitable for his family.

There are trees in the south, and you can't rest. Han has a wandering girl, unthinkable.

The breadth of the Han is incomprehensible. Jiang Zhiyong is incomprehensible.

Wrong salary, words are clear. The son of Yu is home, and his words are his horse.

The breadth of the Han is incomprehensible. Jiang Zhiyong is incomprehensible.

The wrong salary, the words are wrong. The son of Yu is home, and he is a horse.

The breadth of the Han is incomprehensible. Jiang Zhiyong is incomprehensible.

I embroidered my skirt.

Everything is four-five.

Tiptoe.

Tortoiseshell light on the head.

The waist is like a stream.

The moon is in my ears.

Finger like peeling onion roots.

The mouth is like a pearl.

Slim and slender steps.

Subtle and incomparable.

Slender steps, exquisite and unparalleled.

A pair of red phoenix eyes, two willow eyebrows.

Willow eyebrows, phoenix eyes, cherry mouthfuls a little bit.

Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color.

The famous flowers are all over the city, and the king of Chang looks at it with a smile.

Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color.

From Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing".

After a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face. The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune.

Guan Ju. Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Island; My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

jagged wattles, flowing left and right; My Fair Lady, I covet it.

If you can't ask for it, you can't think about it; Leisurely, tossing and turning.

jagged wattles, picked left and right; My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano.

jagged wattle, left and right; My Fair Lady, bells and drums.

There are beautiful women in the north, who are independent and independent, laugh at the city, and then laugh at the country, rather than know the city and the country, and the beauty is rare.