Statuses about red-haired girls with blue eyes. Aphorisms about red-haired women

redhead girl with scarlet rhinestones
With the sea in your eyes and a crazy smile to tears,
The red-haired girl will not express grief in phrases,
Will throw out grief with bouquets of piercing roses ...

And going nowhere will not cry prayer
Shed dreams over the tears of a church candle,
The sounds of the soul have been howling like a violin for a long time,
Only the melody of pain in the night is free...

She killed her house and it has long since become a grave,
Four walls and a sadly closed door...
In the mirror he sees someone else's smile... beloved...
He sees you ... you believe in it too!

The girl no longer needs war and striving
With open wounds, the heart goes to rest ...
In the sounds of a dream and with a creak of blind excitement,
The red-haired girl rekindles the fire...

Red-haired girl - long curls,
In the green of the eyes - not a hint of affection.
Even if she's not a witch
But living with her is probably not sweet.
But who needs something like this?
Pride is now out of price and out of fashion
There is no need to even go to fortune-tellers -
All suitors to her freedom is dearer.
- This girl has strange speeches,
Strange looks, vague thoughts...
How does she live like this in the world?
- Well, her! What to take from her, from the sorceress ...
Often goes somewhere for a long time,
In the hour before dawn, cold and eerie
Often sits at night on the doorstep
Red-haired girl - long curls.
But is she always alone?
- You know ... This happens over the years:
That girl will leave the house in the morning,
And disappears for a week.
Then he will return at the dawn of the morning -
The wolf escorts her to the gate.
The red-haired witch will smile at him,
The wolf, like a ghost, will melt in the fog.
Anything can happen ... It's none of our business.
Let her! The main thing is not to harm.
... The red-haired witch looked at the sun,
The red-haired Wolf Prince loved.

They say redheads are the most dangerous
They say that redheads are the most beautiful!
And blondes, like pictures, only look cold.
They are good for summer, but not worse for winter.
And brunettes are like candy. You can salivate.
Coquettes beckon us to themselves in order to destroy us in caresses.
Well, comrade God, you created the Planet.
If you want to walk with the redhead, and kiss the brunette.
But trouble awaited me. I didn't have happiness
Everything that created God, chemistry took away.
These villainous chemists, poisoners of life,
With only a little sweat, they created dyes.
How can we now be with our girls in life?
How do we find redheads? If all are painted.
Oops, got it! Oh, I died in this situation.
Again, the left inflection in the life formation.
Where are the blondes, where are the brunettes, where are the redheads? You won't understand!
Suddenly, a blackening blonde is foolishly called red!
I ran at full speed to God for advice,
How can women and I be in this position?
God, winking slyly, gave me advice with his voice. —
If you like, kiss without looking at the hair.
And now I sleep peacefully, I save my strength.
Whatever I love, as long as I'm cute.
But, believe me, redheads are the most beautiful,
The hottest and terribly passionate!

red head of hair,
Sparkles in the eyes sparkle.
I love you to tears
My baby girl!

You are like the sun in a gloomy hour -
You illuminate everything
Gentle light of languid eyes
Warm up on a cold day.

Oh how I want to hug
Me a mischievous girl.
Where else can you get one?
Where else can you find one like this?

I AM GINGER! And I am proud of this!
And the flame of the hair from the sun is my reward!
And in childhood she cried, she was not happy with him,
Here, fool! Oh, I wish I knew then...

I AM GINGER! And the color of my hair
Partly affects my character
Fire in the blood and upturned nose,
I love myself, let everyone know it!

I AM GINGER! I give love...
So much so that the heart stops beating
For this I thank fate
And the color of the hair, got that in inheritance.

Can you call me a Witch?
In response, I can only laugh out loud
Let me not be 20 ... 40 years old!
I AM GINGER! I'm an eternal girl!

I AM GINGER! I can drive away sadness
And my temper is cheerful, I am not afraid of sadness ...
I live today! And in the Middle Ages,
The same RED people were burned at the stake !!!

Red-haired witch
Hurries early on the subway
And I stand and watch
To see her in the crowd.

Such a woman, however,
Similar to autumn beauty
I enjoy looking at her
She is like a golden ray.

I'm sorry I can't make up my mind
Tell her all about feelings
I'm shy from her hair
It remains only to observe.

Maybe I'm losing her
Because the sun doesn't always shine
Now it's burning with fire,
Then it will disappear without a trace.

They say about the red
That she is shameless.
I would like to object
And convince me otherwise.
redhead girl,
Like the sun in the sky.
Hair sparkles with gold
Fiery lava flows.
If he smiles
Given in the heart.
How beautiful you are
So bright and clear!

To be born red means not like everyone else.
You are red-haired since childhood and are always noticeable in the crowd.
You are indecent and ridiculous, frolicking in the dew,
all wet, in spite of obedient smart children.

Years pass - you can paint the mop
hair that always provokes comparison,
and run aground or completely go to the bottom,
or swim, without twitching, with the crowd down the stream.

To be born red means not like that at all.
May you be blond or even black-haired.
You're just "red" initially there, in the shower.
And even if sometimes funny, but gray is not subdued.

There is no Porsche, no Volvo,
Even a Zhiguli.
It is not known from whom
Red two children.

Borrow money too
Need to get paid.
And a sick mother nearby -
There is no blasphemy in the hospital.

The man is a hard worker
All so fluffy
Cough at night beats the poor fellow,
Curled up like a little one.

Looks like there are no sweatshirts.
No Yorkshire dogs
drafts from the windows,
Nose nozzles.

No jock boys
I don't have a thousand bucks
And her affairs in a bundle
They don't all go.

Only those close to her
Nearby, though sick:
mom, kids, hubby,
All their own, relatives.

And do not out of habit
Ride to the Canaries
Dacha - an hour by train
Somewhere here, near Nara.

Eat a slice of the pie
On my birthday in May...
Although there is no fig,
And just enough...

So the son has already grown up -
Boy with red hair
Among all hair colors
He is the happiest.

The redhead took after her mother.
Apparently it happens like this:
This suit is red
Kills the rest.

Only the end of spring
The sun on the edge
Like all over the face
Furious freckles.

There are no others like it!
In a relentless whim
Took them for a long time
Cream and sour cream.

Sign does not disappear
Burning rays reward.
Spat - they say, and so
Fall in love if need be.

Oh, and the tongue is sharp!
She is such a girl
yellow hair bonfire
Rushing, blazing.

In this fire to the ground
You can burn, boy.
There will be one ash
From your heart.

Red blessing!
What kind of wonder is this?
And you can't say
To be beautiful.

Meet me on the way
The heart will make it beat.
You can go crazy
If you fall in love with her.

Vanshenkin Konstantin

Where are you my redhead woman,
I beg my heart: "Be quiet!"
I'm in front of you just like that - a redneck.
You are the torch that shines in the night...

My dearest, sweetest,
I drown in your poetry.
Pain of the soul, this truth is old,
Not forgotten in our places...

You are chained to talent,
He is both joy and pain for ages.
Lace beauty bewitched -
Each syllable is yours, any line.

In this lace are closely intertwined
Thought, love and soul beauty.
Someone is trying to compare with you,
But the height has not yet been taken.

The one, the other, he is still at the foot
Into the clouds of the receding rock...
She is always with you, God bless.
Your thoughts and feelings are light.

My sweet redhead woman.
You burned my soul.
Let me be like this before you - a redneck,
Just a ghost of a distant land...

To be born red, fortunately
So people say
Such a miracle - colors,
They are burning with fire.

You are such a girl
That everything is light around,
You are just golden
How not to be proud here?

Just don't count the freckles
They suit you
Such in the world
They must have been waiting for a long time.

Oh redhead minx,
Do not look for rivals
All the more beautiful and wonderful
In this world you!

You are walking along the path
Seen from afar
Oh earthly sun
In the trail they whisper without shame!

I'm a redhead - I'm not a blonde
And proudly carry the banner
In which the picture shines
Where I give the sun to the sky ...

I'm a redhead - I'm not a brunette
And curls like a fire,
They burn like a comet
Lighting up the whole yard...

I'm red - I'm not a malvina,
Keeping flowers in the field.
I'm wild like a tigress
With the character of a cunning fox.

I'm red - I'm golden
Dressed in autumn days
I'm the best, I'm not simple, -
The lights give me the crown.

I'm red - I'm not from the pack
graying masses of people,
I won't melt with envy
I'm not rooting anywhere...

I'm red - I won't cry
And it will be a shame - I will endure,
I never complain about life
I carry fire in my veins!

I'm red - even crazy,
Don't be like everyone else.
I'm red - it means different,
And I will be forever...

I want to be a redhead
Fiery, plague and bold.
I want on a starry roof
Write about happiness with chalk.
I want to walk on the edge
This roof and see
Like a star in your hand will melt...
Let my dream offend.
I want a sleeping city
Under my feet...
I want rain on the roof
Speak in verse.
I want... I don't know what.
But I want to be a redhead!
I want to fly, melt
There, on the wet star roof! ..

Redheads are so different...
In a good mood - beautiful,
How to spoil - they are arrogant,
Terribly harmful, unfair ...
For enemies, I'm sure - the worst,
For mommy, the best.
To indifference - intolerant,
At times unbearable
Sometimes - without measure chatty,
And also - recklessly happy!

Why when everyone sees
What a beauty redhead
They try to offend her
Everyone says: Shameless?

The sun has noted
Girl so bright
To the planet
It was getting hot.

Red brings joy
And warm in the soul
He will remind honey sweetness,
And warm well.

I love you, redhead, do you hear?!
Why are you silent all the time?
The year of the yellow mouse begins
Santa Claus is waiting for a baby somewhere ...

I've been falling asleep without you...
I'm used to: there is a house and a family.
But I still remember you:
There was a time when I was happy.

This time is gone forever.
Maybe I didn't want to live like this...
Only the memory pulls back
Distracting from current affairs.

Today I would forgive treason,
But then he was stubborn and hot.
I erected an iron wall myself!
Why do I hear crying in my soul?

I love you redhead, do you hear?!
Why are you silent all the time?
The year of the yellow mouse begins
Santa Claus is waiting for a baby somewhere ...

Beware of redheaded women
They carry the fire.
Their love is like a priceless gift,
Hearts will tangle forever.

They will burn, devastate
Hearts, hopes, your souls.
Enrich then destroy
Show heaven, leave hell.

But their vice is inconstancy,
They take over and leave
They are almost always on the road
Don't beat them, they won't give up.

They are forbidden fruit. But still
You reach out to them with lust.
Do not cope with your obsession.
They are different, not the same

On quiet ladies from gray everyday life,
They are smart and sincere.
Beware of redheaded women
Otherwise, your business is bad ...

Kuznetsova Anastasia

There is no doubt:
The best red in the world!
Stylish, bright and cool,
Striking beauty.
To all blondes and brunettes,
Shy or flirtatious,
He envy exists
And the hearts of men are worried.
Red-haired beauties
Not calm and not meek -
They have energy and passion.
And the power of love.
For those who met them
For those who admire them
Wonderful sparkle of green eyes
Broke hearts many times.
The red curl will bewitch,
The look is magical.
Don't be afraid of these charms -
That fate is a magical gift!

Fiery bangs, red hair color,
Bright freckles adorn the nose,
Red eyelashes, red braid,
And blue eyes shine.

Ah, redhead, redhead...
And shameless eyes.
Hear the bell
Laughter in the morning.
Ah, redhead, redhead...
Through the years I see
fiery curls
Curl over the shoulders.

A gentle smile hides on your lips
Sun glare dances on curls.
You are a forest fairy, fabulous dreams,
You are the girlfriend of the Sun, the messenger of Spring!

Red-haired girl, bright soul.
How beautiful, how wonderful!
I will give you a loving heart
I will throw an armful of stars at your feet.

Redhead girl walking by
The red-haired boy will only become beloved
Him alone at the intended point
Legally give birth to a red-haired son and daughter.
Why is everything so ridiculous and not fair
That the percentage of redheads and everything disfigured
And I want prejudices to break
And redheads also fell in love with brown-haired women,
So that also more, stronger and cooler
So that the red-haired question does not torment us who are not red-haired.

fire strands,
Fall on the shoulders
Redheads like the sun
Burning the chest
From the beauty of this
It will make your heart feel better -
redhead girl,
Dispels sadness.

sunset sparks,
Golden snakes -
Dear luxury
confuses traces,
I fell in love with you,
redhead girl,
golden cascade,
You got hooked.

I dream about you
And I don't sleep at night
I need in the world
You are very strong -
redhead girl,
With brown eyes
You meet fate
Open the doors.

You: " Red beast!" - tell me after
And I don't seem to notice.
Hoping in vain you hear the answer,
But I know: you will remember the meeting.

Light, graceful and slightly eccentric,
I always get attention.
Seriousness? To what?!! Don't judge me
She ruins the charm.

I go through life, dancing, spinning,
Funny and playful...
Foxtrot or tango, or maybe a waltz?
Yes, waltz! So easy and beautiful!

Am I a beast? So beware of me!
It turns out: I cope with the role.
Everyone does not need to know what's going on in the chest,
That the heart is wounded by love.

They say redheads don't cry
They say their soul is fire.
If you are in love, then you love
If they hate them, don't touch them!
Oh how they bloom in summer
A scattering of mischievous freckles!
With autumn merge and melt
In the multi-colored squares of gold.
Only winter grumbles - on a white dress
Planted a red spot.
Waiting for spring, but that matchmaker doesn't care -
Red or not red, it doesn't matter.
Fiery, hot, crazy -
There is much more to be said.
They say that redheads are not evil,
Unless you tease redheads.

Shadrin Vladislav

green-eyed,
redhead,
will drag on easily
into the whirlpool.
I'll ask stupid
questions to myself...
And life answers me
seriously gives.

And they stare after her,
she likes it
yes come to you
here it doesn't.
green-eyed
beauty is coming
redhead…
Ah, how it goes!

I wake up from the spell
I'm not like that right away.
Behind her along the whirlpool
I am walking.
Redhead…
Green-eyed…
I so want in her
whirlpool!

Vlad Fi

Not everyone can brag
That the Angel saw his own.
And I know him. And I can be proud.
He is warm. Ginger. I love him.

In love confessions sweet sounds
All sound understandable languages.
My red angel is small and fragile
And she walks in high heels.

Cool autumn. Pigeons on the roofs
Cooing in the gray swell of September.
I love you so much, my red angel!
I live every moment not in vain.

I will not hide my rapturous feeling,
Given to me by fate itself.
I sometimes envy myself
My beautiful kind red angel!

Dmitry Nichey

And she's the same redhead again,
and in her eyes again the same fire
how many men did not survive after it,
how much did you lose your mind or peace?

And she stands again, smiling,
Looks into his eyes again.
How many men will be left after her?
How much? You're right, none.

Yes - I'm from the fiery flock,
Hair is protected by the sun
Feelings burning in the spring
Yes - I am fire and I am flame.

Autumn is getting closer and closer
I'm still alive, just like before
Yes - I'm from the fiery flock,
Where there is no need for Paradise ...

There is no nest, no delight,
The field is my bed
The sky is a cradle for a moment,
In them I cherish all the feelings ...

Warmed by golden leaves,
In autumn or spring -
There will be no peace with Redhead -
To everyone who is with me...

Gold, copper, brown-haired ...
You are a mystery, a mystery, witchcraft.
Dark and light shades
Attract like magic.

Red-haired beauties and ugly girls -
Sunny daughters of the earth,
Bright, cheerful freckles,
Like splashes of morning dawn.

Yellow, honey curls -
How much light, sun, warmth.
Clever, beauties, cuties -
You are the blazing fire of dreams.

Redheads - you are "fire witches",
A fiery passion rages within you.
In wonderful, captivating nets
You have caught men hundreds of times.

Gave autumn -
redhead girl
memorial necklace,
red thread
bitter rowan
In steel frame.
And disappeared for a long time
Over the horizon.

Left autumn
cold nights,
hot lips,
Sad songs.
sad songs,
heart print,
On leaves in an envelope.
Promised to be faithful.

Ah, funny girl
red bitch,
You kiss so bitterly
You kiss so hard.
You leave with the rain
You leave sad.
And I forgive everything.
And I forgive everything.

Yes, and what can I do?
Nothing will console you.
You kiss so bitterly
You kiss so hard.
I'll take your hand away
I'll sip the water.
Winter won't help
The redhead will dream.

Gave autumn -
redhead girl
memorial necklace,
red thread
bitter rowan
In steel frame.
And disappeared for a long time
Over the horizon.

Redhead girl. In curls a ray of sunshine.
- Why aren't you laughing? Why are you sad? —
Autumn opened the window of change
You don't sleep at night for some reason.
Quiet, dark at night, you sigh at the window.
You wander in the corridors with a candle flame,
You sing the songs of the ancient Celts to the cat
And in the eyes of green rays do not sparkle.
You know, it happens, sadness is good for the heart.
It cleanses your soul from evil.
The copper key is on the shelf and the door is closed.
Warming up is so easy. Is there enough heat?
Do you remember whirlwinds? Golden sparks?
The eye of your green whirlpool of witchcraft?
Never too early, never too late
Spin in a dance with your own destiny.
She laid out the cards in an old fan.
What did you guess? What is in the heart?
Ladies look with a look: cunning and innocent,
Kings salute her gallantly
She laughed softly, shedding tears.
The rain breaks through the windows, it will wash away your sadness.
Sleep. And I'll sit next to you.
Tomorrow will be better. Let everything be, let it be.
Brownie gray, fur ball,
mumbled sweet dreams in his ear.
Key on the chest with a small lock,
And in the shower drops with the smell of spring.

Redhead, sleep on my shoulder.
Forget it was a hard day.
There is nothing more to worry about.

Redhead, sleep on my shoulder -
You will be small again until the morning.
I love you still hot
And more tender, and more reverent than yesterday.

Forget it was a hard day
In the cradle of my hands - it doesn't hurt.
I ask the Almighty for you -
He will forgive my ignorance of prayers.

The night bathes the stars in the river water.
Darkness flows from the autumn roofs.
Tomorrow will be a day, there will be a lot of things,
In the meantime ... admire how you sleep.

AllanThor

Praise the one whose appearance is red!
Tula and Paris are moaning,
Lisbon suffers, Rome...
We adore you!
Like sun glare
Sat down, exploded on the face! ..
Longer on your way
Shine smiles on us!!!

Her red hair, flame
Her green eyes, emerald
When I'm with her I'm on the verge
Others won't understand me

Green flame caresses
Brightly excites
Weakly burns lips
Throwing into euphoria

Her smile is a gift from heaven
With her, not boring
From physical touch
You can't remain indifferent

She is the air, sunrise and sunset
The green flame does not let go
Her scent is crazy
Gently bites my nose

Witch, I loved it so much
Magic is my mania for her
So I lost myself
Staying with her.

I know the secret and believe it will succeed
Warm your hands in the cold.
Just wind on chilled fingers
Yellow hair recalcitrant copper.

The strands will touch, like the rays of the sun,
Warm up, smile at the living warmth.
Tangle and comb them again with your hands,
If you want, press your cheek, press your lips ...

Only in the soul everything is darker and more disturbing,
Feelings and reason intertwined like enemies.
With red fire you play more carefully
Do not accidentally light a fire in your heart ...

Alarm (danger!) - I confess that I am terribly sinful,
But I am endlessly afraid of red-haired women! ..
They, like tigress predators, tear apart
Men who resist the "red suit"!

They are unpredictable and sophisticated
Ready to act in spite of any canons;
As a rule, very eccentric persons,
They behave cruelly, vilely and severely!

Their caulking often induces vomiting,
But ... it’s only necessary for the redhead to take a “steel note”,
How do you become weak-willed and obedient,
And, like a monkey on a boa constrictor, you look sad ...

They are tireless in carnal perversions,
And instantly lead to disgust
That "lucky one" who will put them to bed ...
From "this" will die or get drunk as an insole!

All redheads are cruel, evil and hypocritical,
Used to, like a pipe, to play on the nerves ...
Complexed, as a rule; wherein
Ready for anything - from incest to blowjob! ..

I constantly disdain that cannabis,
Like smallpox, they will strike, and I will become a toy -
Obedient, freckled, strange "brainwash" ...
Keep me, my Angel, from such a "miracle"!

Khoroshevsky Vladimir

You're red, baby. So dance in the fire
Golden fragments of sparks absorbing into the heart.
Who did not become a salamander - forever fell asleep at the bottom,
Whoever has not become a dragon will not be able to warm himself.

You don't have peaceful dreams anymore
Only this flight to impartially cold stars.
A flock of ever-hungry dogs is running after you,
Do not yawn, otherwise it will be too late to scream.

You're red, baby. And your hands are light
And in your blood poison is mixed with living water.
You are reading your poems on the roofs of skyscrapers,
And the other girl is increasingly called you.

But do not cry, because the heights are often open like this,
And autumn nights have no power over you now.
So dance, my girl, the path to heaven is clear,
Even if they tell you again that it's dangerous there.

Nesterova Anna

"Men marry brunettes, they have a blonde in their mistresses, and redheads take away from both of them" If you are destined to be born red, then it does not matter what color your hair is. Rebekah Libstock

Girls and women are very similar to red foxes - they are just as weak and just as cunning. / Ambrose Bierce

Red Woman is a strawberry with a fishhook inside.

final decision A redheaded woman is rarely the last.

When a RED woman talks to one man, she smiles at another and thinks of a third!

"Time spent with a redhead is not wasted time"

"You can learn a lot from red-haired girls"

"RED-haired woman is the most powerful being in the world, and it depends on her to guide a man where the Lord God wants to lead him."

"Redhead Women are made to be loved, not to be understood."

"The hands of a RED-haired woman, wrapped around a man's neck, are a lifeline thrown to him by fate from the sky."

If you have found the Redhead woman of your dreams, you can say goodbye to the rest of your dreams.

The Red Woman is like your shadow: you follow her - she moves away; you move away from her - she follows you.

Redhead Women look to their lovers as a means to satisfy their vanity. Themselves - that's what they love in us!

It is better to meet a nine-year-old bull at a dead end than a red-haired woman if you are overcome by lust

It is possible to meet a woman who has not had lovers, but it is difficult to meet a Red-haired woman who has had only one lover.

Men say whatever they like about women, and Redhead women make men whatever they want.

The night brings shine to the stars and red women.

For a man, the most important thing in life is to make a name for himself, for a Red-haired woman, a surname.

It is better not to get involved with Red-haired women, and having contacted, it is better not to part.

Of the two evils, choose the Red-haired woman.

The modesty of a man is manifested in the fact that he does not talk about his merits. The modesty of the Redhead woman is that she does not talk about other people's shortcomings.

All men are the same in front of the Redhead woman they admire.

A smart Redhead woman has to choose between dumb and full of strength and health young men and smart and - how should I put it? - old goats avid for women.

Nature said to the Red Woman: be beautiful if you can, wise if you want, but you must be prudent by all means.

Whoever has not seen a red-haired woman in love cannot say what a woman is.

A redhead woman often says more than she does, but always does what she wants.

Red-haired women love when stupid things are done for them, especially expensive ones. Only for the most part at the same time, they love not the one who does stupid things, but the other.

The Red-haired Woman is the weapon of pleasure.

They try gold with fire, a woman with gold, and a man with a woman.

The Redhead woman has a heart smarter than her mind: that's why she feels smart and thinks deeply.

good girls happy in heaven, Red girls - anywhere.

On languid evenings, the girl is lonely, but she strengthens herself, clenching her fists and hiding her salty bitter tears from random passers-by. The figurine is in place and the face is pretty, but the beast is red, marked by the Sun.

The girl has fiery red hair with curls, a turquoise jacket, although the sky is cloudy, transparent, with blue, along which cumulus clouds run. Six months without a thin cigarette for a girl is a feat. We add a picture with a daily run and a cup of fresh milk in the morning.

The redhead eclipsed the silly blondes and business brunettes with a golden sheen.

Blondes in a duel fight with brunettes for guys on principle - chuckling, happy red-haired girls at this time experience an overabundance of their attention.

Best Status:
If a flying crow marked people from the height of flight of the feathered inhabitants of heaven, then the redheads are among them.

Redheads are endowed with talents and happiness, for they know how to glow and shoot with their eyes with the yellow rays of the Sun and the dazzling reflection of living gold.

She's red and has a kick. Life sees through lenses, drinks fragrant coffee, listens to deafeningly loud music, a redhead does not need a prince in a snow-white car. These girls are completely different.

The more I look in the mirror, the more I believe that I am a redhead.

Red and red - a dangerous girl!

Glamor is the color of red hair.

...hey look what a little red hair is such a feature...

Dear Tsar Peter, forbade the redheads to testify in court, because they would still lie

if the bus for some reason did not start, the driver announced loudly: the request of the redheads to leave the salon, and it helped.

The son asks his father: - Dad, which women cheat on their husbands less? Blondes? With dark hair, brown hair? Or redheads? - You see, son, only gray hair can give a relative guarantee.

Redhead girl does not mean extreme in everything

She walked lightly. Her smile was blinding. Long red hair, big eyes. God, I fell in love... Meet Lera. She will now be with you in the group. - said Marina Vasilievna, our teacher ...

Let's go to the window and purr a little like we are 2 red cats =)))

I’m a redhead… we walked in the company.. kebabs.. beer.. there are pictures))) one guy with a camera took photos of everyone.. silently did all this… he said something under his breath, but the only thing I heard (when he took a picture) it was “Damn, oranges in the frame”)))

Who said that I am white and fluffy, I am red and shaggy ...!!!

if dogs suddenly bark at night, the whole street knows: the redhead is coming home.

There were no people like you, no, and no need!

we are not just red, we are golden))

an announcement at the entrance to the zoo, redheads: better go to the museum, otherwise we have predatory animals here.

There are redheads, but they themselves do not understand this.

I used to be a natural redhead… daring and beautiful, bold and shameless…))xD

Doesn't matter, real color or not. After all, red is not a hair color, but a state of mind.

The Ministry of Health smokes nervously after learning that I am a redhead.

To be born red means not like everyone else.

if women look at a girl for a long time and carefully, then she herself knows that she is red-haired.

The look of a red-haired girl Sun rays right into your eyes.

The head was given to a red-haired girl not in order to work, but in order to attract everyone with her unusual color.

Whoever sees the redhead will not pass silently.

if men don’t look back at you, look in the mirror: you’re definitely a redhead

when red-haired Zina went outside for the first time without a scarf, her native Rex broke the chain and ran away from home forever

Broke in! Burnt! Scorched by the Red flame of sultry hair. Like a song - light, light-winged, So that the heart involuntarily lit up ...

redheads and without deeds and without words brighter than all

When the redhead entered the store to buy a mirror, all the mirrors suddenly became transparent for some reason.

before going up to ski base the director installed an advertising board: in order to avoid convergence

Red-haired girls are the brightness of the entire planet.

The deeper you hide your red head, the more defenseless you become.

on a passenger ship, a life buoy made of iron with the inscription “redheads only”

They don't write poems about blondes, They don't write poems about brunettes, But they write about those who were born Carrot red.

A red-haired girl is more affectionate than a kitten ...

brighter than redheads, only the sun!

I'm not red, I'm GOLD ...

Announcement at the entrance to the airport: the entrance for redheads is closed, try the railway station.

Just because a girl says she loves you doesn't mean she's a redhead

redhead, redhead, struck everyone with her extraordinary brightness.

Yes, I'm sorry that red-haired blondes do not exist! For that I am the one and only red-haired blonde!

redhead… She’s like a box of chocolates… You never know what the next candy will be filled with…

no one knew that Botanical Garden a red-haired visitor entered - only a hundred-year-old oak suddenly crashed to the ground for some reason

Redheads talk and think at the same time

Red-haired girl - and for some reason always extreme.

While everyone is thinking what color to paint, red paint is waiting for everyone at home

“Girls - see off with envious glances. Because every brown-haired, redhead or blonde at least once in her life dreamed of becoming a brunette.” - not true))) I never wanted to be a brunette, my redhead is quite fine with me))

a sign for the pilot of a passenger plane: an interruption in the operation of the engine means that a redhead is sitting in the cabin.

Fiery, hot, crazy - There is much more to say. They say that redheads are not evil, unless redheads are teased.

in the computer room, not one computer wanted to start up until the girl wrapped herself in a scarf: the inscription “redhead, go away!” popped up on the scoreboard

Where are you, my red-haired woman,
I beg my heart: "Be quiet!"
I'm in front of you just like that - a redneck.
You are the torch that shines in the night...

My dearest, sweetest,
I drown in your poetry.
Pain of the soul, this truth is old,
Not forgotten in our places...

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