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 was a slight sense of demon, but I didn't see the coquettish light red double-breasted tulle skirt, the water-green double-plate drizzle and cold silk skirt, and the light pink Shuangliu Su 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 coagulate fat, white with powder, seems to be able to twist the water, a pair of lips, smiling, every move seems to be dancing, long hair is black, hair untied, hair dancing with the wind, emitting a fragrance, slender waist, slender limbs, 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 the 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 cuff 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 lavender gauze belt on the shoulder. A gust of wind blows, and the dust is elegant, just like a fairy coming down to earth. On windless days, the gauze belt clings to the body, and its delicate and meticulous figure is vividly reflected. 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.
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 fly, pleated pears are muddy with clouds, golden sparks are dark, smiling silk sweeps the floor, covered with a faint layer of goose yellow smoke and soft crepe, and sitting sideways is hazy, which makes people look unreal. 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.
Wearing a light blue white gauze dress, it is elegant and charming, and the elegant jade surface is often painted with a touch of plum blossom makeup. The original beautiful face has lost its luster because it has become a woman, and the tender youth has gained a little more charm and charm. The face that looks like the first fairy is superb and truly beautiful, while another man suddenly loses his soul like a fairy stained with a little dust, but the most unforgettable thing is his sparkling starlight eyes. Bright eyes are light blue, and a shallow smile can attract thousands of people in Qian Qian.
The pale pink cheongsam is wrapped in a white tulle dress, revealing a graceful neck and a clearly visible collarbone. Skirt pleats flow lightly on the ground like snow and moonlight, the arms are more than three feet long, and the gait is more graceful and feminine. 3,000 strands were tied up with hair bands, and butterfly hairpin was inserted on their heads. A strand of hair hung down on her chest, wearing light makeup, only adding a few minutes of color, and her cheeks were faintly red.
She wore a pale pink embroidered silk dress, curled her hair, tied an elegant pink hair clasp on her bun and put on a little makeup. The court exam is a solemn occasion. She dresses like this without losing grace, but she is elegant enough to hold an embroidered handkerchief gently.
Dress: Wearing a long purple dress, a purple butterfly stops on a lily at the foot of the skirt. Wearing a blue yarn looks clear and transparent, and it is also true and illusory. The eyes are faint, giving people a quiet feeling, the nose is quite straight, and the lips are very thin and red. Skin is like snow. Three feet of hair on his head, two locks on his chest, and the rest tied into a Yun Fei bun with a silver moon hairpin with a crystal pendant hanging on it, the whole person looks simple but elegant without losing temperament.
I wore a long plain white brocade dress, embroidered branches on the cloth with dark brown silk thread, embroidered plum blossoms with pink silk thread, extending from the skirt to the waist, and a wide purple belt tightened her waist, showing her slim figure, but giving people an elegant and luxurious feeling, wearing a light purple outside. Holding a milky white jade bracelet in his hand, a strangely long hair with purple ribbon pulled out a slightly complicated hairstyle, which really lived up to this beautiful strange hair. The hair was coated with some rose essence, emitting a charming fragrance, and the hair was pinned with a Hosta, which was cleverly made into a leaf shape, which was really beautiful. The willow eyebrows are painted with carbon black, which highlights the whiteness and exquisiteness of the skin, and the charming phoenix eyes shine in the eyes. Apply pink rouge to make the skin look white and red, and only draw light red lips to make the whole face look particularly beautiful (is it ok to wear it like this? )
Talent:
Pull out the sleeves, the music plays slowly, the figure flows, the wind blows the fairy, and the body dances with the rhythm. Really innocent, standing in Yaochi is dawn. Graceful and covered, full of beauty, very clean when making up. Too mobile to turn over, it's time to dance. It's still the same sentence: old fragrance is light powder, flowers are not like it, and people are haggard. I want to call fairy Ling Bo. Boating, waves travel thousands of miles. I'm only worried about looking back. The ice curtain is half covered, and the Ming Dynasty is falling. The shadow of the moon is sad, and the dew is scattered. Who leans on the small aperture? * * * In Fang Meng, there are still amphibious snow herons, and it is cold at night. ..... The music gradually became intense, spinning, swinging sleeves, twisting the waist and swinging the hem in one go. The music slowed down and the posture softened. The sleeves flew over and took out more than five feet long. Bend down and kneel, head back, bend 180 degrees, and the music is over. With the disappearance of the music, everything was quiet, as if it had never happened before. After one last dance, I adjusted my breath slightly, raised my clear eyes and looked at the imperial concubine with a smile. ?
That moment is when the voice falls and the dance steps begin. Cloud sleeves lightly move butterfly dance, slim waist slowly twist silk sash. Dance to the rhythm of your heart. Like a dancing butterfly, like a fallen leaf floating in the air, like flowers in clusters, twisting my waist with the rhythm of the wind. If there is no smile, it always ripples on the face. Elegant as a summer lotus, even the skirt ripples into a lotus in the wind when walking, and the long black hair is messy in the wind. At the end of the song, it seems to turn around and shoot a swallow. The most important thing is that you look back and smile, and all kinds of customs are between your eyebrows. The song is over, stand up. Hand brushed the ear hair, a moment to say
The piano sounded gradually, dragging a beautiful dance skirt, jumping up and down, drawing a perfect arc in the air with long sleeves, and I was fascinated by it. The veil covering his face was stirred up by the wind, which made a spin in the air and fell leisurely, sweeping towards the imperial secretary who held her breath. Looking at her, his eyes are shining brightly, covering the naughty silk for thousands of years.
Don't take your eyes off the imperial secretary. Spinning, spinning, and hunting silk in the wind are surprisingly similar. I want to spin like this and never wake up again. Let go of all the love and hate about me, no longer struggle, no longer need to be depressed, this moment becomes eternal life.
The music stopped suddenly, stopped dancing, and the body drew a strange arc. Like a blooming lotus. The wind blew through the cherry trees outside the window and dropped pink petals. The dancing skirt falling in white is dotted with crimson patches, elegant and attractive.
Nod gently to the musician, the music rings and the body dances with the rhythm. Plain white silks and satins also swayed gently with the music, as if there were countless butterflies dancing around them. If Youlong is graceful, it is like running water, while dancing is like dancing in a mountain stream, like dancing a butterfly, like a fairy. The beauty revealed through the fingers, even the hair fluttered, and the indifferent dance seemed to forget the people around me. After the dance, I gently blessed myself.
She held the pipa and plucked the strings with her fingers like onions, making a pleasant sound. Cold music is like the sound of spring water leaving a cliff and hitting pebbles. The misty water mist makes people feel cool. Then I arrived, and the strings were cut like pearls falling on a jade plate. Her eyes, like misty autumn water, are full of infinite amorous feelings.
A shallow smile has been floating on the pretty face with a little makeup. The shoulders are flat, the hands touch the piano, the big fingers are slightly stretched, the fingers are slightly bent, and they are half-clenched. The left hand presses the strings and the right hand plays the strings, and a melody slowly flows out, achieving the effect of rhyming. Listen to the piano, feel happy, nod and lower your forehead. Hands still don't stop on the strings, whether it's holding, chopping, hooking, picking, wiping, picking, pinching, turning, shaking and so on. The right hand looks natural and the left hand sings and rubs to make the music sound more comfortable. Play the strings with your left hand and press your right thumb on the pronunciation strings to simulate the feeling of wind, which makes people feel cool in hot summer days. His forehead rose sharply and his face was still a happy smile. Finally, the right hand slowly exerts force, and a soft vibrato quietly emerges, with both hands up. Above the main hall, the sound lingered for three days.
The slender jade fingers pluck the strings, and the sleeves complement the water-blue guzheng. If the skin is coagulated, the jade finger plays an unknown tune like running water. The sleeves fluttered, as if the wings of a butterfly were shaking, and the melody became impossible, like a phoenix singing softly, pearls falling on a jade plate, and the songs floated away and even sang softly. Finally, it ended in an impossible high note, and the lingering sound was like a cloud for a long time. ...
Lips slightly open, breathing like Landau.
See snow-white rice paper, little by little, delicate and pretty block letters wrote
The sacred pursuit of fragrance met the deep palace,
I lingered and had a good dream.
Old love disappears,
A piece of white silk ruined my life.
Action, expression:
The frosted glass inlaid with gold Wusu hair clasp glowed with golden light, and the shallow starlight dazzled the eyes and corners of the mouth, lingering in the eyes, blushing with faint light, walking slowly on the gravel road, tearing a faint fragrance at the corners of the mouth, waving wide sleeves, raising eyebrows and talking.
Smile, eyes moving, a wave of his hand, a faint tone floating on his lips, but it seems to contain everything, and there is a luxurious atmosphere in indifference.
She has a beautiful smile on her face, her hair is fiddled with in the wind, and her delicate hands are gently pulled up, looking like a gentle little fairy, smiling.
",lips gently took a sip of tea, put it in its original position, mouth still waving tea, suddenly smell the momentum of abuse, silent way:
Outline a bloodthirsty smile, speaking out of turn way:
The pupil is broken, and the ink is washed and printed. Lips slightly open
Lips are light, breath is blue, teeth are white, just right. Looking at it, I suddenly feel love.
When I heard this, I panicked and knelt on the ground in pain, just like a hard whip. This scar extended all the way to my heart and lungs ... After a while, tears appeared in my eyes and rolled to the tip of my heart ..., paused and said.
The faint smile on the lip corner masks the luxury in the eyes.
Play BanZhi, eyes flashed a ponder, can't help but look at this man carefully. A slight cold hum.
The golden armor tilted slightly, stretched out his hand and raised the head of the person in front of him. Looking at the meaning in those stubborn eyes, he could not help but feel disgusted. He put aside the man's face and strolled back to his seat and sat down.
Bright eyes moved slightly, and Shu Suqian flicked his lips.
The faint tone seems to contain everything, and there is a luxurious atmosphere in indifference.
Crisp tone, like a pearl falling to the ground, without any tone.
If the sound is natural, it is like floating in the clouds, ethereal and ethereal
Yingying got up, and the tassel at her waist made a slight collision, crisp and elegant.
[charming smile, pear vortex light trap,
A lazy smile, with a beautiful hair and a slight smile on her mouth, quietly watching all this without words.
The corners of the mouth evoked a sneer, as if poppies were blooming.
In the empty and desolate old palace, there is only the lonely brilliant red of Hua Gong. Gong Ying is full of anxiety and disgust, and Liang Yan is always jealous. This imperial concubine is charming and charming, falling into the palace, lonely and resentful; Now that youth is gone, beauty is gaunt.
-Warm and gentle, with a gentle smile, with lead on his face, deliberately showing it, and his voice is dull.
-Freud Dan is crimson, the tea lights are slowly rowing, and the hibiscus lines are heavy and faint.
-You Ran raised the radian of his lips, and the end of the sky-blue shadow hung down.
-the spring mountain falls, and the soft voice is shallow.
-Tilt your eyes. Soak wool and remove pearls. Slightly gathered together, the moon is hyperbolic. The lips are cold and lingering, and the teeth are light.
-A little pretty face, delicate lip line in China, smiling.
-slightly folded, but the moon is hyperbolic.
There is a slight smile on his lips, like the wind, clear and demon. This poem is eloquent, but it just lacks scheming. Don't say that. As long as you can help me deal with those two people, that's all. Unfortunately, this poem is not full of scheming and shrewd. If you are intimate, I'm afraid you will get yourself into trouble.
The palace stopped, the slender fiber walked along the steps, and the tassels of precious flowers were scattered and dragged over the ears. The ending is bright and beautiful. Smile and bless me.
Faint smile, distant lips, impatiens chlamydia armour holding an orchid beside her and provoked it, Cheng lifted up slightly, and a little bit of subtle charm flowed out.
Squint and look at the jade in your hand.
The beautiful petals in the incense burner have turned into wisps of fragrance, white ashes have sunk into the bottom of the furnace, several petals have been put in, and the lips are smiling and mixed.
Glittering and translucent jade hair clasp hangs down, as if flowing in the depths of the deep pupil. Plain hand gently holding the hair clasp made a clear sound, like a touch of spring water.
Action: Walking into the chrysanthemum garden, the jade hand stroked the chrysanthemum that began to wither. With a hint of sadness.
In the rustling wind, several pears fell, white, and did not touch the clothes. Slowly leaned over.
Gently cover the lower body, shallow courtesy, gentle words.
How many breezes brought some flowers. The whole palace hall looks fresher. Especially to see her close to the barbarians, talking and laughing.
I heard that I was declared into the temple in the temple, and then I stepped into the temple. Looking up, I saw a beautiful woman sitting gracefully, bowing her head and saluting shiran.
For a short moment, I took away my sadness, and now I smile.
Lotus came to the front of the temple, bent down gently and shook her handkerchief.
When I heard that I was declared into the temple, I immediately restrained my skirt and moved lightly.
Jade hand stroking Snow Fox, silent, Snow Fox slowly opened his blue eyes. Suddenly jumped out of his arms and gently dipped into Qiuju. It turns out that there is a red butterfly resting on an autumn chrysanthemum. That's all. Lazy smile.
If the voice is Yong Xin Ying's throat, ask with a smile.
Sitting in the temple, tasting the "Biluochun" that had just been paid tribute, I heard Gong E shout.
Look up, see Iraqis, smile, raise your hand and speak out of turn.
【 Look up, look at the beauty, comely and elegant, dignified and decent. Oh, what a lovely person, raising his hand slightly, crystal clear. ]
【 slightly raise your lip angle. The moth's eyebrows are very light, and her black eyes are as deep as an abyss, but as thin as a needle, which makes people panic. ]
[The aroma in the tea lamp is fragrant, and you can enjoy it with a peck. Fu, Tao]
[for an instant, essence in secretly thinking, but, on the surface. Abrupt, eyes raised, eyes bent into the moon, as if spotless]
Qiaoran chuckle, eyes like Sue, eyes brimming with a little smile.
Lips are light, breath is blue, teeth are white, just right. Looking at it, I suddenly feel love.
Lazy down on the chair, gently close your eyes, the breeze blows gently, and the long eyelashes like butterfly wings tremble gently.
Whisper softly, only you know the bitterness. How many beauties will be destroyed if a red wall is blocked?