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 are flying, pleated pears are covered with clouds and mud, golden fire is hidden, funny silks and satins are dragged all over the floor, covered with a faint layer of goose yellow smoke and soft crepe, and people sit sideways, making people look hazy. 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.
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 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".
Talent:
(drawing)
The continuous spring breeze, swaying flowers, the fragrance of begonia sleeping in the wild path, the weakness of roses dumping dust, the crazy talk of flowers all night, countless residual flowers laying on the floor, getting up, pavilions, Xie Haitang, green dock, winding water, bamboo water wave reflection, winding cloisters, hidden dew, cinnabar painting petals; Dip in autumn fragrance and paint birds, and dip in frost color; Dip in rouge and wipe red lips, dip in white jade; Snails dip their eyebrows, crows get green eyes; Clothes soaked in silver, cinnabar, bracelets and wrists soaked in red gold; The belt is dipped in tooth color and the hair is dipped in dark black; The lotus root dipped in it is a wreath, and the emerald dipped in it is a Hosta; Feet and arms dipped in jade, golden lotus dipped in amber; Dip in water and green to show the lake, dip in flowers and draw some ripples; Soak green as a dome, soak stone and paint grass and moss; Soak rosewood in the desk and chair, and china white in the teacup. Farewell, farewell with a smile on your lips, like a river that has just melted ice and snow. Her eyes, gradually darkening and shining.
(Dance)
Jumping up, the bamboo branches are light, the moss is stained with ink, and the colorful fans are elegant. If the fairy is spiritual, the water seems to come from a dream. A spring moon in the sky opens the palace mirror. Under the moon, women sometimes raise their wrists and lower their eyebrows, and sometimes touch Shu Yun's hand. The fan in her hand is folded up and held high, like a pen-and-ink painter in Youlong. She is elegant and vigorous. The music is clear to the ear, the folding fan in the hand is like a wonderful pen, such as a silk string, turning, swinging, opening, closing, twisting, round and bending, and the running water is flying like a dragonfly. Plain muscle is innocent and comes to Yuli Yaochi at 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. Dance back to tea and sing sad songs. The hall is brightly lit and the seats are beautiful. Even if the figure is mottled, it is a shade. The breeze blowing through the branches added a bit of coolness. The corners of the mouth blew away a smile.
A thrilling flute sounded, the girls danced with long sleeves, countless delicate petals danced gently between heaven and earth, and the fragrant flowers were fascinating. These hundreds of beautiful women have blossoming buds scattered around. In the rain and flowers, a beautiful girl in white appeared like an empty valley. With her graceful and ethereal dance, the wide sleeves open and close to cover up, which sets off her graceful appearance. Everyone was so absorbed in her beautiful dance that they almost forgot to breathe. The girl's beautiful eyes were filled with expectation, and everyone present was heartbroken, thinking that she was looking at herself.
Then the flute suddenly turned sharply, and the girl took her right foot as the axis. Gently relax the long sleeves, and the charming body will rotate with it, turning faster and faster. Suddenly fly from the ground. Hundreds of beautiful women formed a circle, jade hands waved and dozens of blue ribbons were blown away. There seems to be blue waves in the hall, and the girl flies to the ribbon, with light steps and fluttering clothes, just like a fairy. Applause thundered in the hall, and the voices of surprise and admiration were endless. The flute is getting faster and faster, and her posture is dancing faster and faster. Jade hands are lingering, skirts are flying, a pair of misty eyes want to talk, and time flies. The whole person is like a flower separated from the fog, hazy, flashing beautiful colors, but so far away ... She dances lightly, as light as a swallow, as light as a cloud, and her arms are as soft as bones. There is a graceful woman with a white shirt, a delicate face, dyed black hair and an elegant color fan. If the fairy is like a spirit, the water is like a dream. A spring moon in the sky opens the palace mirror. Under the moon, women sometimes raise their wrists and lower their eyebrows, and sometimes touch Shu Yun's hand. The fan in her hand is folded up and held high, like a pen-and-ink painter in Youlong. She is elegant and vigorous. The music is clear to the ear, the folding fan in the hand is like a wonderful pen, such as a silk string, turning, swinging, opening, closing, twisting, round and bending, and the running water is flying like a dragonfly.