Ancient poems with colored glasses.

Author: Bai Juyi

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Genre: Yuefu

Sue's daughter's name is Pearl Krabs, and Furong's cheeks are willow eyes.

Eleven mirrors can learn some makeup, and twelve stitches can embroider dresses.

Thirteen lines sit on things and adjust their products, and refuse to hide their heads.

Exquisite Ji Yun lettuce-like, the wind swaying roses are sweet.

I can't look at it differently. I suddenly turn like light.

February frost kills peaches and plums, and I want to marry next year and die this year.

Grandma, don't cry sadly. This woman is not husband and wife

I'm afraid I'm a fairy. I'm only thirteen years old.

Most good things are unstable, colorful clouds are easy to disperse and glass is fragile.