Beautiful poems for my daughter

This poem is "Poetry of a Beautiful Girl" by Zuo Si, a poet of the Jin Dynasty.

I have a beautiful girl in my family, who is pretty and fair.

The small characters are Wan Su, and the eloquence comes from the Qing Dynasty.

The sideburns cover a wide forehead, and the ears are like jade.

In the Ming Dynasty, the dressing table was decorated with black eyebrows.

The lips are rich in vermilion, and the yellow kiss is brilliantly red.

The sweet words are as trivial as they are, but the anger is clearly gathered.

Hold the pen sharply, and the seal carving will be beneficial.

Hold the book and love it, and recite it carefully.

His sister, named Huifang, has a charming face.

I wear light makeup and like to sit beside the building, but I forget about spinning in front of the mirror.

Lifting the goblet to imitate the omen of Beijing will make things easier.

Playing with the eyebrows and cheeks is both drama and opportunity.

The dance is calm and graceful, and the sleeves are extended like flying feathers.

Between the upper and lower string columns, literature and history are often folded.

Gu Xiao’s screen book, if you see it, you have already pointed it out.

The picture is dark and the sun is dark, and the clear meaning is hidden.

Going through the garden, you can pick all the fruits.

The red flowers are decorated with purple stems, and the apples are suddenly thrown away.

In the storm of greed for beauty, hundreds of people suddenly feel comfortable.

Trying to play in the frost and snow, the weight of Qi often accumulates.

Concentrate on the food and drink, sit upright and contemplate.

Han Mo Ji Ji Xian case, phase and number of separation.

Movement is the right thing to do, and clogs are suitable for walking.

Stop being a bastard and bragging about standing up to the throne.

The greasy white sleeves are stained by smoke.

Clothes and quilts are all heavy on the ground, and it is difficult to sink into the blue water.

Let his children do whatever they want, and be ashamed to be blamed by their elders.

When I saw the stick, I covered my tears and turned to the wall.

Zuo Si was a famous writer in the Western Jin Dynasty. As soon as his masterpiece "Sandu Fu" was published, wealthy families rushed to pass it down. In the end, the supply of paper in Luoyang was temporarily in short supply, and the price of paper rose. Paper is expensive in Luoyang.

For such a well-known poet, when he saw his daughter's cuteness and cuteness, he couldn't help but write a poem to record it.

Zuo Si had two daughters, the eldest daughter Zuo Fang and the second daughter Zuo Ai.

This "Poetry of a Sweet Girl" is about his two daughters. The poem mostly uses vernacular to describe the charming and naive attitude of his daughters. No need for further explanation, I believe you can understand it.

The whole poem is about the daughter’s appearance, mood, the way she eats, the way she is beaten, and the way she is angry. Because the length is too long, Yinniang selected a few paragraphs and we Get up and see how cute Zuo Si’s daughter is!

Thick red lips, yellow kisses and brilliant red: There are no rules for applying lipstick, it exceeds the range of the lips, and the color is too strong.

If your coquettish words are trivial, your anger will be clear: when you are acting coquettishly, your words will flow endlessly, but when you are angry, you will burst into rages.

I like to put on light makeup beside the building, but forget about weaving when I look in the mirror.

Running around in the garden, picking all the fruits alive: Running around in the garden, I picked the fruits while they were still raw.

Playing in the frost and snow often accumulates weight: they must go outside to play in the snow. In order to prevent their shoes from falling off, they tie many ribbons on their shoes.

The pen and ink are divided into idle cases.

It was only tea and bragging, but bragging was against the tripod: the soup in the pot was not yet cooked, so they kept blowing on the tripod.

When they heard that the adults were about to beat them, they wiped their tears against the wall.

I believe those who have daughters at home will experience these words about daughters. Some of them will exclaim: Isn’t this my daughter?