The only way to turn an emotional person into a rational person is to turn him into a person with aesthetic ability first. -(German writer) Schiller
3. Although I am not a painter and have no right to create beauty by myself, I have a sense of beauty and aesthetic rationality, so I feel the external beauty. -(German philosopher) Feuerbach
4. A judgment about beauty, as long as there is a little interest, there is a preference rather than a pure appreciation judgment. -(German philosopher) Kant
People say that when it comes to aesthetic taste, it is indisputable, but only for perceptual aesthetic taste, it is correct. -(French Enlightenment Thinker) Voltaire
6. Everything that is fashionable will always become unfashionable. If you pursue fashion all your life until you are old, you will become a playboy despised by anyone. -(German composer) Schumann
7. You should not only love beautiful things, but also be good at understanding them. -(Russian thinker) Vonyshevsky
There is light and color around us, but if there is no light and color in our own eyes, we can't see the light and color outside. -(German poet) Goethe
9. If you don't improve your aesthetic accomplishment, you can't have the same language as musicians, and it's hard to appreciate the beauty of sonatas. Beethoven (German composer)
10, the standard of absolute beauty does not exist and cannot exist. People's concept of beauty is undoubtedly changing in the process of historical development. -(Russian theorist) plekhanov
1 1, people are born with the ability to distinguish good from evil, beauty and ugliness. -(British aesthetician) shaftesbury
12, there are many beautiful things in the living reality, or all beautiful things can only be contained in the living reality. -(Russian thinker) belinsky
13, some things will immediately cause the pleasure of beauty, and we have a sensory palace suitable for feeling this pleasure of beauty, and the pleasure of beauty is completely different from the pleasure of selfish things. -(British aesthetician) hutcheson
14. If you want to enjoy art, you must be an artistic person. -(German thinker) Marx
15, aesthetics is a person's literary understanding. -(French poet) Joubert
2. Beauty in appearance and beauty in mind is urgently needed ~ ~ No one will blame others for being ugly. (Greek proverb)
There are two kinds of beauty, the beauty of mind and the beauty of body. Wisdom, purity, integrity, generosity and politeness are all beautiful things in the heart, and ugly people can have them. If you don't judge a book by its cover, you will often fall in love with an ugly person. (Cervantes)
Good looks can't buy anything in the market. (English proverb)
Some old people look cute because their styles are elegant and beautiful. ..... and some young people are beautiful, but they don't deserve praise because of their lack of elegant cultivation. (bacon)
People are cute not because they are beautiful, but because they are cute. (lev tolstoy)
Simplicity is a necessary condition for beauty. (lev tolstoy)
Everything about a person should be beautiful, including appearance, clothes, soul and thoughts. (Chekhov)
You can judge a flower or a butterfly by its beautiful appearance, but you can't judge a person like this. (Tagore)
Huang Zhongzhi and clay pots are good and evil, right and wrong, beautiful and ugly, right and evil, and they are always opposites, while the former will always win a decisive victory. (Guo Moruo)
We should transform the world according to the principle of beauty. (Marx)
Never be gorgeous and vulgar, because you can often tell a person's character from his clothes. (Shakespeare)
"You can judge a flower or a butterfly by its beautiful appearance, but you can't judge a person like this." Appearance image is important, but it is not a person's essential image after all. "The beauty of birds is feathers, and the beauty of people is the soul." Beautiful flowers don't necessarily have beautiful leaves, and well-dressed people don't necessarily have noble character!
Famous sayings about beauty
Beauty is a symbol of moral goodness. -Kant
Beauty comes from the depths of the soul. -belinsky
A thing of beauty is a joy forever. -Ji Ci
Beautiful words are the brilliance of thoughts. Lang Girnus
Passion and expression are beauty. A face without passion and bad expression is a defect; Let it draw. I admire your bragging. Only a fool will like it. Blake
Beauty must be clean and clear, not only in image, but also in mind. -Montesquieu
We live only to discover beauty. Everything else is a form of waiting. Gibran
If you praise beauty, even if you are in the middle of the desert, you will have an audience. Gibran
Beauty is the most direct thing that touches people. Beauty immediately permeates an inner joy and satisfaction in imagination. Edison
Reason transmits true and false knowledge, and interest produces feelings of beauty, ugliness, good and evil. Hume
The only way to turn an emotional person into a rational person is to turn him into an aesthetic person first. Schiller
Just pursue beauty without blaspheming it. -democritus
3. Natural Aesthetics Articles Beautiful Sentences Natural Aesthetics Articles
1. Nature can give us many inspirations:
Drops of water and stones wear through, telling us to persevere in doing things;
The earth can carry everything, which tells us to read widely and widely;
Song Qing is not afraid of snow, but tells us to be strong and resolute;
The bow of mature ears of rice is a revelation that we should be modest;
A group of ants carried the bones away, which is a revelation that we want Qi Xin to work together.
People all like autumn. They love the sky, the clouds are light and the wind is light, the sun is shining and the fragrance is everywhere.
People love the lotus, its graceful, its unbranched and its fragrance overflowing.
People love spring, her beautiful weather, her flowers, her rain and everything.
3. Reading the desert, I understand its magnanimous mind;
Reading the sun, I read the selflessness that shines on everything;
Reading the spring rain, I read its silent tenderness.
Reading the sea, I read its magnificent pride.
When I read the lime, I read its innocence.
4. The language of nature is rich and colorful:
From the fall of autumn leaves, we understand the changes of seasons;
From the ranks of returning geese, we read the collective strength;
From the melting of ice and snow, we read the footsteps of spring;
From the dripping water of worn-out stones, we read the value of persistence;
From the aroma of honey, we read the sweetness of hard work.
5. Still life is the beauty of solidification, and moving scenery is the beauty of flow;
The straight line is the beauty of fluency, and the curve is the beauty of smoothness;
A noisy city is a prosperous beauty, and a quiet country is an elegant beauty.
There is beauty everywhere in life, as long as you have a pair of eyes to find beauty and a heart to feel beauty.
6. Beauty is a few white clouds floating in the blue sky.
Beauty is a few pieces of residual snow nestled on a hill,
Beauty is a few birdsongs echoing in the dense forest,
Beauty is a touch of sunset jumping on the sea.
7. The blue sky is silent, but it is lofty;
The sun is silent, but it radiates brilliance;
The mountain is silent, but it is majestic;
The earth is silent, but it is wide.
Youth is silent, but full of vitality;
Flowers are silent, but they are fragrant;
The spring rain is silent, but it moistens the earth.
8. I saw the green hills turn green and felt the power of vitality.
I look at the sunset on the long river and feel the magnificence.
I look at the small bridge and feel the beauty of poetry and painting.
I watched the eagle hit the sky and felt the strength of brave fighting.
I think the fish is shallow and feel free and happy.
I watched the willow sprout and felt the beautiful sprout of life.
9. I climbed the majestic Mount Tai, overlooking the valleys of Qian Shan at my feet, as if I saw a picture of our great nation instead of mountains and rivers. ...
I came to the magical Guilin and looked at the mountains and rivers in front of me. It doesn't seem to be a wonderful scenery, but a colorful picture.
I am boating on the beautiful Fuchun River, enjoying the green mountains and green waters in front of me. It seems that what is surging in front of my eyes is not the river, but the tide that our great nation is struggling to forge ahead.
10. The delicate and gentle spring rain clothed Shan Ye with beautiful clothes;
Thunder in summer, swift and violent, sounded the warm drum of life;
The cool and comfortable autumn wind sends warm greetings to the fallen leaves;
The snow in winter is kind and warm, which brings affectionate care to crops. (four seasons)
1 1. Spring is a vibrant season;
Hot summer is a season of passion;
Autumn, when melons and fruits are fragrant, is a charming season;
The snowy winter is the most imaginative season.
12. Every drop of water reflects a colorful world.
Every pair of eyes is embedded in a colorful world.
Every stream with beautiful melody shines with the brilliance of beauty.
Don't sigh the world's helplessness, look at the world's prosperity and colorful with a good mood, and savor the beauty everywhere!
4. Seeking poems related to "beauty", the famous saying Wang Anshi's "Yellow River" sent Kunlun five-color flow, and a yellow turbidity penetrated Zhongzhou.
Blowing sand and beating waves for thousands of miles, turn to the side of the house and ask nowhere. Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village: Prepare chicken rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. Du Fu's quatrains: Beautiful mountains in the evening, fragrant flowers in the spring breeze.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. Liu Yuxi's "Waves on the Sand" consists of nine songs: Yellow River, Wan Li sand, waves and wind blowing from the horizon.
Since you are from the sky, and now you seem to fly directly to the Milky Way, please take me to the sky, gather in the Milky Way, and go to the home of Cowherd and Weaver Girl together. Du Fu's quatrains: Two orioles sing green willows and a row of egrets soar into the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships heading east. Wang Wei's idyll says goodbye to my dismount. I propose a toast to you. I ask you where you are going and why.
You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life. Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.
Send Zhang Wu back to the mountain to see you off, whoever sends you back. Hold hands for a few days, and once you brush your clothes first.
There is a hut in Dongshan. Fortunately, it swept across Fei Jing. When you thank the authorities, you won't worry.
Du Fu's Two Poems of the Yellow River, the Haixi Army on the north bank of the Yellow River, is famous all over the world. There are countless iron horses, and the conference semifinals are crowded with high noses.
The west bank of the Yellow River is my country, Shu, and I have to support my family without millet. I would like to wear a man to the king, mix a car full of books and abandon gold and jade.
After probation, Tan Xing Ren Shangshan Temple held a bamboo stick at dusk and treated the tiger's head. Urge guests to listen to the sound of mountains and go back to the house to chase water.
Wildflowers are blooming well, and valley birds are whispering. Sitting in an empty forest (a village) at night is silent, and the breeze is as straight as the autumn wind.
Wang Wei's "Autumn Night in the Mountains" stands in the autumn night after the rain. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Hu Ceng's Ode to the Yellow River is full of hope, but the Yellow River is still at a loss. Down the river to * * * cowherd language, had to spirit if heaven.
My middle-aged heart found a way, I was in the retreat of Zhongnanshan, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain. It's better to come and go alone than to know everything.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Du Fu's "Looking at Yue", the grandeur of Mount Tai! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Xie Lingyun's "Taishan Fu" shows Emperor Taizong Yue Wei, and Cui Bi stung the sky. This is not only embarrassing, but also meets stones.
Dengfeng worships the altar, and the Zen is awesome. Shi Wen Hutton Ai, The Secret Spirit of Tang Ming.
Li Bai's Looking at Tianmen Mountain interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flowed eastward. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
Li Bai's "Early Whitening in the City" wrote about the colorful clouds in Bai Di and traveled thousands of miles to Jiangling in one day. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" went out of the Yellow Crane Tower in the west and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
Bai Juyi's "Title Tianzhu Peak" is a town where little stars compete for Qiongtai, Jiugai and the Holy Father's Palace. One peak in Tianzhu holds the sun and the moon, and the door locks clouds and thunder.
Jade, white and orange compete for beauty, and Jin Cuijia's lotus blossoms. Zuo Ci visited the secluded place, and the purple crane recognized the nest.
Liu Yuxi's "Looking at Dongting" knows that the lake is autumn and the moon is not polished. Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
Wang Wei's Journey to the East is a country that has lived for a long time. Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.
Su Shi's "Title Xilin Wall" sees the peak on the side of the ridge, with different heights. I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.
In Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa", the mountains cover the day and the sea drains the golden river. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain", the sky is high and the wind is urgent, the apes crow and the birds crow, and the blue lake and white sand return. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs thousands of rivers. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
5. There is no distinction between the most beautiful poems in ancient China. Everyone has a different aesthetic view, just as people who like the sea will not miss the harbor, and those who long for warmth will not yearn for tempering.
Personally, I prefer the words of Nalan Xingde and Li Qingzhao. Who is the companion of Nalan Xingde Cold Heart Embroidery? Yixiang.
Get up in spring and comb your hair in the setting sun. If you want to write two eyebrows, have a rest.
Full of green, a distant mountain. Modern building
Showing respect for the monarch and resentment are forbidden. Who cherishes good spring? Yao's footsteps stood at dusk. The sound of orchestral strings in other hospitals is unclear.
Another pear flower to thank, embroidering the cold spring tonight. Silence locks the door of Zhu, and dreams are kind.
Can Huanxisha be next to apricot flowers when it is rainy and rainy? Last year, the barrel was high and light. If you mess up the stove smoke, the sleeves will be purple and the wine will faint.
Where in the world to ask affection. Who reads the west wind alone, and the rustling yellow leaves close the window?
Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets. Sleeping soundly after drinking, gambling books have been scented with tea.
At that time, only Tao was ordinary. Subtract the word magnolia (crescent moon) for evening makeup, and draw a slender eyebrow in front of the mirror.
Be sure to stay awake, rain and smoke are invincible. Don't teach the stars to take place, stay together.
This night, the red chamber is as sad as heaven and earth. The candle is swaying again, cold and sparse, and I just want to wake up.
Don't sleep alone without thinking about it. The sky is blue and there is an appointment between heaven and earth.
It is difficult for a silver-haired man to communicate with a China man, but he is willing to endure the wind and rain. There is nothing to say when we meet again, and a hibiscus leads the autumn rain.
A little dizzy red tide, a crooked heart only phoenix. Wait for the low voice, for fear that people will see it.
To complain, turn around and knock on the jade hairpin. The soothsayer (Liu Xin) is too soft to droop and too thin to dance.
The spring breeze in February took more than a year to blow the willow branches yellow. The same weeping willows, in the west bank of the sunset, hazy misty rain, but more love.
The small Liu Yin Gate of Qiantang River is full of foliage and hazy, which makes people think. Picking mulberry seeds, Jiufei Qiongyu, who is there?
Who is there? Jade Qing went to bed tonight. The incense pin was extinguished by the cold residual lamp, and the autumn was quiet.
Quietly counting the autumn, but also the heart of missing to the last quarter. Who turns over the bleak music of Yuefu? Xiao Feng, wind, rain, short and thin candles in the house, a lonely night, in candlelight.
I don't know what a lingering heart is, and it's hard to let it go. After waking up, I'm drunk and bored. Is it Xie Qiao that I haven't been to in my dream? Not a hobby, but it's better in the cold.
Don't have a bud, it is not a rich flower in the world. Who can cherish Xie Niang and wander the world after leaving?
The cold moon is sad, and the west wind is boundless in Wan Li. Peach blossom is ashamed to die heartlessly, and grateful to Dongfeng.
Blow off the delicate red and fly into the window with regret. Who pities Dongyang's hard work and thinness is also careless about spring.
Not as good as hibiscus, a cold feeling. Turn on the light again, the book is red, but it's still boring.
Jade leaks all the way, and cold flowers separate Yu Di in the dream. It rained in the middle of the night and the leaves rustled.
In the autumn tide, don't miss Pisces versus Xie Qiao. Xie Guyuan also stands, and Yan Su carves beams.
On the silver wall of the moon, how can you tell the fragrance without knowing the flowers? This feeling has been recalled by myself, and it is scattered. After a storm comes a calm, but I had a dream eleven years ago.
Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.
Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.
And the moon smiled at me with deep affection, laughing at me now, lonely and lonely, wandering alone, singing alone. I dare not say what happened at that time recently. It was all blue-collar.
The moon is shallow and the lights are deep. Where did you find the clouds in your dreams? Good things are windy outside the curtains, so it's easy to enjoy the season in Han Xiao. There is only half of autumn left, and the moon gradually fades through the curtains.
Fighting teaches tears not to freeze, and the benefits are lighter. The plan is to put the injury aside and wait for Han Xiao.
There is no way home, and there is water in the mountains. It's cold all spring, until wheat and autumn weather.
It is expected that the flowers will be reissued every other year, so don't ask before the flowers. Even if the east wind is still there, I am afraid of beauty.
It's hard to see the blue in your eyes when the smoke is light and the rain is light. A broken rainbow hangs on the tree, which is also the afterglow of chaotic mountains.
Eyes are high, the journey is broken, and the clouds are thousands of miles away. The river goes east day and night, and the brocade book should be entrusted to Pisces.
You dreamed of an upside-down butterfly, poor Yao Feng. It is a feeling to fade powder and receive fragrance. Hosta stole * * * building.
Who passed on the moth in Autumn Water? Lotus seeds are still hidden in the fog, while rhombic flowers steal waves. I won't go any further. autumn scenery is stumped.
Six songs Pingshan deep courtyard, ups and downs every day. At the beginning of the rain and the fragrance of chrysanthemum, people say that this day is Chongyang.
Looking back at the cool clouds and twilight leaves, I think infinitely at dusk. It's only after listening to the rainy night (recalling Fen Liang) that I feel good in autumn.
Around the building, people are silent, and dreams turn to sorrow. Qian Shan Wanshui, I can't remember where you are tired.
Do you know the little window red candle? According to some people, this night is bleak.
Sai Hong is gone again. When will the brocade be delivered? I remember holding back my tears in front of the lamp, but I asked if the Ming Dynasty was okay. If it doesn't take a few degrees, the leaves will pile up.
A Han Xiao dream, bleak, because of who? It is windy and rainy, which is not accurate. She leaned over and looked at the moon, the moon, the whisper, and the smell of her body.
The soft wind blows through the window screen, and the heart is separated from the horizon. From then on, in the late spring, when the spring comes and the sun sets, she is the only one who misses it leisurely.
There's also (Lunar Eclipse on the Lantern Festival), Hua Yao reflecting the que, and dry snow. This is the first season of reunion.
Shadow moths suddenly unfolded their early strings and lent them to Gong Lian. Seven treasures build walls, and the wheel is in the middle of the year.
Recalling that Qin E Mountain overlaps, the cliff is in doubt. The sky is suspected of cracking, the inscription is broken, and the ancient moss is gnawing.
The wind howled, the gold and iron sounded, and the dragon cave at the bottom of the depressed pool was gloomy. Longdong is full of eyes, and the old moon is bright.
It's spring again, and a little bit is shaking like a cape. Green as the sun, egrets standing, smoke far away.
Blow away Xie Dongfeng's tiredness, and peaches and plums turn red. Beauty changes, rabbit sunflower oats, meet again.
Ruan Langgui has an oblique wind and drizzle, and the curtain hangs to the ground. A few songs of Pingshan, in Liu's place, are all leisurely.
New green density, disorderly red thin. The milk warbler cried in her dying days.
Spring cold wants to embroider gold clothes, and the fallen flower lang has not returned. Hua Tangchun has a pair of people from generation to generation in his life, fighting for two selflessness.
Acacia does not face each other, who is spring? Begging from the blue bridge is easy, but rushing into the blue shipwreck. If you allow me to visit Oxford, I will forget my poverty relatively.
Charming eyes, covered by cold springs at dusk, I am crying. Yu Di dreams, Jin Chai paints a shadow, and regrets it.
Carving a red candle has treated each other, and the past is always vague. Expect resentment, teach in the middle of the month, and urge it back at the end of the flower.
See the blue sea star moth again, laughing and crying. More or less unusual, bright moon and cool breeze, tonight is better.
Take a break from the cage and write idle words with crayons. The street drum has been drummed three times. The tobacco is curled up, the light is slightly exposed, and the flowers are blooming in spring.
(Yongmei) Don't compare Qionghua to makeup, which is like a white skirt. Another quiet, natural standard, Mo Near East Wall.
Jade bone, ice muscle, talent desolate. Poor night, cold smoke and bright moon, thin shadow through the window.
Spread out the mossy Taoism under the sand forest in Huanxi, and pity the dust of jade bone Municipal Committee. There is nowhere to say before the wind, and the number is crying.
Half-life duckweed died with water, and a cold rain buried famous flowers overnight. The soul is like a willow sponge blown to pieces, surrounding the world.
I want to talk about it again. My dream is over.
6. Poems about Beauty What are the poems about beauty: 1, Pei Di's "Cuijiu Wants South Mountain Immediately" in the Tang Dynasty. Although you want to return to this maze of mountains, oh, let them surprise your heart! .
Instead of learning from Wu Lingren described by Tao Yuanming, he stayed in the Peach Blossom Garden for a few days and then hurried out of the mountain. If you want to go back to the mountain, no matter how deep or shallow, you must see it; We should appreciate the beauty of mountains and valleys.
Don't imitate Wu Lingren described by Tao Yuanming, swim in the Peach Blossom Garden for a while and then rush out of the mountain. 2. Song of Li Yannian by Li Yannian in the Western Han Dynasty: There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent.
Take care of the city first, then the country. It's best not to know the whole city and country? Beauty is hard to get again.
There is a beauty in the north whose appearance is almost unparalleled in the world. Her refined nature is extraordinary and she disdains to associate with other women. She has no confidant and is very independent. As long as she looks at the foot soldiers guarding the city, she can make the wall fall; If you make eyes at the king again, the country will be devastated.
But even if you are beautiful, don't lose the chance to get a beautiful woman-after all, a beautiful woman is a once-in-a-lifetime thing! 3. The Song of Eternal Sorrow by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty: The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, looking for it, but never found it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
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.
Don is partial to beautiful women. After becoming emperor, he searched for beautiful women for many years, but found nothing. The Yang family has a daughter who has just grown up and is very delicate and charming. She was brought up in a boudoir, and outsiders didn't know that she was absolutely beautiful.
Natural beauty and beauty made it difficult for her to be buried in the world, and soon she became a concubine around Tang. She looked back and smiled, charming and moving; The concubines of the six officials are all eclipsed.
4. In the Spring and Autumn Period, Feng had a lesbian car (selected from the original text of The Book of Songs: There was a lesbian car, as gorgeous as Shunhua. I can fly, I can wear jade and Joan.
He is beautiful and ginger, but he is beautiful and beautiful. There is a female colleague, Yan Rushunying.
Can fly and fly, and Yu Pei can fly. He is very beautiful, Jiang Meng, and he will never forget his virtue.
This girl rides a bike with me and looks like a flower. As light as a bird, precious jade shines.
Beautiful girl Jiang, elegant and generous. The girl and I go the same way and look like hibiscus.
As light as a bird, jade is happy. Beautiful girl, her surname is Jiang, and her reputation is unforgettable.
5. Spring and Autumn Period "National Wind Zheng Feng Wild Weeds" (selected from The Book of Songs) Original: Wild Weeds, Zero Dew. A beautiful woman is walking on the road, very beautiful.
It's perfect for me to meet a real coincidence. Wild weeds grow in rows, and dew is round and round on the grass.
A beautiful woman is walking on the road, with clear facial features and beautiful and moving. I didn't expect to meet the real Joe, and she was both happy.
Weeds grow in patches, and dew shines on the grass. There is a beautiful woman walking on the road with fine features and beautiful eyes.
What a coincidence to meet unexpectedly, just what I wanted. Weeds and vines are connected together, and the dew on the grass is big and round.
There is a beautiful woman walking on the road, with fine eyes and a good face. What a coincidence to meet unexpectedly. It is an honor to meet her.
7. There are 1 poems praising beautiful women, and the first one is Qingpingdiao.
Author Li Bai, Tang Dynasty,
Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
Vernacular translation:
Your appearance and dress are so beautiful and moving that even Baiyun Peony will dress you up. The spring breeze is swaying and gently brushing the railing. Beautiful peony flowers are more beautiful in the crystal dew, and your beauty is really like a fairy. If I can't see you in the fairyland group Yushan, then I can only enjoy your face in the Yaotai of the Queen Mother of the West.
2. Master
The author was anonymous in the pre-Qin period.
To control a person, he must dress appropriately. Son of Qi Hou, wife of Wei Hou. East Palace's sister, Duke Xing's aunt, Tan.
Soft, skin solidified, collar like a salamander, teeth like a rhinoceros, a cicada's head is a moth's eyebrow, she smiled and looked forward to it.
Master Di Di said that in the countryside. Four animals are arrogant, and Zhu Biao goes his own way. I am looking forward to North Korea. The doctor retired effortlessly.
The river is rich, and the living water in the north runs. When you do, you will become rich. Exposure is guilty, and ordinary people are guilty.
Vernacular translation:
What a beautiful girl, a beautiful linen coat. She is the daughter of Qi Hou, the bride of Wei Hou, the sister of the Prince, the sister of Xing Hou, and her elder sister Tan Gong. Hands are as soft as spring, skin is as white and moist as jelly, neck is as beautiful as salamander, and teeth are the neatest.
Full forehead, slender eyebrows, touching smile and touching eyes. What a tall girl, the car parked in the farmland in the country. Look how energetic those four horses are. HongLing was tied to the horse's chew, and the float Xu hurried to the court. Your doctors left the court early, so don't bother the king too much now. The water of the Yellow River is white and flows northward into the sea. Fish nets swish in the water, fish brush in the water, and reeds are long on both sides. The girl who marries him is tall and the man who marries him is handsome!
3, complaints, eyebrows.
Author Ouyang Xiu, Song Dynasty
The curtains are covered with a thin layer of frost in the morning. Oh, try plum makeup with your hands. Each has his own hatred, so the paintings are far away.
Think of the past and cherish the lingering fragrance. Easily injured. It is the most heartbreaking thing to fold the song before laughing.
Vernacular translation:
Get up in the morning, roll up the curtains and look at the frost on the ground. The weather is too bad. You rub your hands with hot air and try to paint plum blossom makeup. Because of the sadness of parting, you deliberately painted your eyebrows like mountains, shallow and slender. It is even more sad to miss the past and lament the lost years. Put away your smile when you want to sing, and worry about your brow when you want to laugh. This is the most heartbreaking thing.
4. Stone/Permanent Residence in Luoshan
Author Li Bai, Tang Dynasty,
Shi, a woman from China, was born in Ramie Mountain.
Her charm has been passed down to this day, and Lotus sees her shyness.
She moved the green water in the stream near Bianxi, as leisurely as clear water.
It is rare to see her smile and show her white teeth, because she is reflected in a weak voice.
Gou Jian, the King of Yue, collected national colors and raised eyebrows at the history of Wu.
She was loved by the king of Wu and placed in the palace of the Children's Palace.
Wu was defeated, and Wu never returned for a thousand years.
Vernacular translation:
Shi is a woman by the stream of Yueguo, born in Zhuluo Mountain.
Her charm has been passed down from ancient times to modern times, and lotus flowers are shy when they see her.
When she was washing yarn by the stream, she stirred the green water, leisurely as a clear wave.
It's really rare to see her smile and show her white teeth. It's always like thinking between blue clouds.
Gou Jian, the King of Yue, accepted the national color, and Shi Yangmei went to the State of Wu.
She was deeply loved by the prince of Wu and was placed in the official tile palace. She was slim and could not be seen at all.
After Wu's defeat, he didn't come back for a thousand years.
5. There are creeping weeds in the wild
The author was anonymous in the pre-Qin period.
Weed tendrils, dew shining on the grass.
A beautiful woman is walking on the road, very beautiful.
It's perfect for me to meet a real coincidence.
Wild weeds grow in rows, and dew is round and round on the grass.
A beautiful woman is walking on the road, with clear facial features and beautiful and moving.
I didn't expect to meet the real Joe, and she was both happy.
Vernacular translation:
The countryside is green and covered with dew. There is a beautiful girl looking forward to flirting. It was love at first sight when we met today.
The countryside is overgrown with weeds and dewdrops are crystal clear. There is a beautiful girl with beautiful and affectionate eyes. Today, I am destined to meet you hand in hand.