Second, people are like the bright moon, and the frost and snow on their wrists are frozen.
Third, the spring breeze has passed, and a hundred birds are fragrant.
Clear water produces hibiscus, and it is natural to carve it.
Fifth, beauty covers the present, and the lotus is ashamed of its beauty.
Six, smile like a flower, jade sound flowing.
Seven, pulse wave, English flower.
Eight, praise the gods, fluttering fairy dance.
Nine, graceful and restrained girls are ashamed, and the years are no sorrow.
X. She no longer powdered her face with her own hands, nor put a silk robe on her shoulders.
Eleven, broken stems can be admired, and the room is self-contained.
Twelve, clear water out of hibiscus, natural to carve.
Thirteen, first frost hit the road, the snow is getting cold?
Fourteen, the quality is proud and clear, and the fragrance contains autumn dew.
Fifteen, ice muscles are naturally thin, so after flying separately.
Sixteen, you also know that acacia is bitter, how can you have the heart to abandon slaves?
Seventeen, how much tenderness should be scattered, love and hate.
Eighteen, playboy twist, dizzy, such as Ji Jiao.
Nineteen, the wind back to the yard green, willow eyes are spring.
Twenty, a red dew is fragrant, and sex is ruined.
Twenty-one, pretty if three spring Zhi Tao, element if nine autumn chrysanthemum.
Twenty-two, the phoenix eye is half curved to hide amber, and there is a cherry on the lip.
Twenty-three If she just turned her head and smiled, a hundred spells were cast, and the powder and paint in six palaces disappeared without a trace.
24. However, due to God's gift and no concealment, he was finally elected as a royal member one day.
25. The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sorrow will last forever.
Twenty-six, quiet as a flower shines on the water, and actions are like the wind.
27. Be receptive, indifferent, sweet and sincere, with soft and delicate skin and well-proportioned bones.
Twenty-eight Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
Twenty-nine, Pearl tassels whirl around the stars, and Hua Teng moves.
Thirty, delicate eyebrows and eyes, very gentle when talking and laughing.
Thirty-one, hibiscus is not as beautiful as beauty makeup, and the water temple is fragrant.
32. But petals are like her face and willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry?
Thirty-three, beauty is more enchanting, and autumn water is better than snow spirit.
Thirty-four, the clouds want to dress beautifully, and the spring breeze blows the threshold to dazzle.
Thirty-five, flowers bloom by water, water sinks into the bone, and jade sinks into the muscle.
Thirty-six, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.
Thirty-seven, a total of ten thyme, I know Xiang's reputation is Qianli Town.
Thirty-eight, famous flowers pour into the country, and they are often ridiculed by kings.
39. If she just turns her head and smiles, there are a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of the six palaces disappear without a trace.
Forty, looking back and smiling, it's fascinating, and the sixth house is full of makeup, which goes up in smoke.
Forty-one, the heart knows more than the stem, and the disease is not as good as the west.
Forty-two, only camellia is durable, and a few red ones are placed in the green bushes.
Forty-three, suspected Luochuan goddess, beautiful and charming to break the morning glow.
Forty-four, flowers bloom and fall without interruption, and it doesn't matter if spring comes and goes!
45. If the West Lake is compared to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.
Forty-six, if it weren't for Yushantou, I would meet Yaotai under the moon.
Forty-seven, indicating infinite hatred, Shen Xiangting is north.
Forty-eight, leisure is like flowers shining water, and actions are like weak willows.
Forty-nine, with the silence of the diaphragm for a long time, the sound of bamboo is still like a new moon.
Fifty, the candle is dark and deep, and the temples are covered with frost and snow.
Fifty-one, I don't care about crossing the mountain, I'm afraid to bid farewell to Lang Yi, but I can't see Lang.
Fifty-two, don't lean on the bar alone, the mountains and rivers are infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away.
Fifty-three, red lips are bright, white teeth are fresh, bright eyes are good, and enamel is auxiliary.
Fifty-four, handsome eyebrows and eyes, eager to fly, the essence of literary talent, forget the customs when you see it.
Fifty-five, as bright as Yun Zheyue, as fluttering as snow.
Fifty-six, the cheeks are new, the nose is greasy with goose fat, gentle and silent, and the view is amiable.
Fifty-seven, the Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
Fifty-eight, two bends are like frowning eyebrows, and a pair of eyes seem to be happy.
Fifty-nine, fine eyes, eager to fly, the true color of literature and art, forget the customs when you see it.
Sixty, tender words. Stunning clothes are outstanding, and the bone image should be mapped.
Sixty-one, the cheeks are new, the nose is greasy with goose fat, gentle and silent, and the view is amiable.
Sixty-two, the cloud is a vortex, the jade is a shuttle, the shirt is thin, and the snail is light.
Sixty-three, spring peaches are laughing, and clouds are piled up; Cherry blossoms bloom on the lips, and pomegranate teeth are fragrant.
Sixty-four, a touch of red tide, brushed away the pink blush, cheeks smile vortex Xia Guang ripples.
Sixty-five, if the face is a silver plate, the eyes are like water apricots, the lips are not red, and the eyebrows are not blue.
Sixty-six, the son is young, the face is young, and the country is also the source!
Sixty-seven, 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.
Sixty-eight, eyes shy, lips smiling. Wind-rolled grape belt, Rizhao pomegranate skirt
Sixty-nine, there is a beautiful banshee, Pei Xiang Hui Shui Mae. Shuimeifang, who will you send it to?
Seventy, Luo Yi is fluttering, and the light is far away with the wind. Looking forward to glory, screaming and screaming.
Seventy-one, how beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement, how quiet she leans and how troubled her brow is! You may see bright tears on her cheeks now, but not the man she loves deeply.
Seventy-two, no beauty in the future! Beauty is pleasing to the eye! The beauty of the country! Surprised for the world!
Seventy-three, Jin Jue hairpin on the head, waist peicui post to. The pearls are shining, and corals and pearls are interspersed.
Seventy-four, eyes shy, lips smiling. Wind-rolled grape belt, Rizhao pomegranate skirt.
Seventy-five, there is a beautiful banshee, Pei Xiang Hui Shui Mae. Shui Mae Fang, who will send it?
Seventy-six, rhinoceros has white teeth and green eyebrows. A red face is like a lotus, and a plain face is frozen.
Seventy-seven, graceful and easy to escape, light and uncontrollable. Excellent taste depends on beauty.
Seventy-eight, how beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement, how quiet she leans and how troubled her brow is! . I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
Seventy-nine, the vermicelli is not deep and uneven, and the idle flowers are faintly fragrant. Look carefully at the place, people are very humane and have a thin waist.
Eighty, wearing Luo clothes is splendid and a beautiful place. Wear Cui Jin's jewelry and pearls to show off your body.
Eighty-one turns into liquid, which is smooth and beautiful. If you don't spit, you will be angry. Huarong is graceful, which makes me forget my meal.
Eighty-two, a generation of beautiful women chasing waves, martial arts empty memories of my son's home. Don't laugh at your neighbor's daughter in the east. You are still wearing gauze on Baixi's head.
Eighty-three, hire more than thirteen people, in early February. In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
Eighty-four, hired more than thirteen people, and cardamom was the first in early February. In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
Eighty-five, Guangluo small fan Bai Lan, thin waist jade belt dance yarn. Doubt is a fairy, looking back and smiling is better than Xinghua.
Eighty-six, soft, if the skin is frozen, the collar is like a dragonfly, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head is stunned, the smile is smart, and the eyes are embarrassed.