Ancient poems about hair

1, Xijiangyue

Song dynasty:? Sima guang

The bun is loosely tied, and pencil lead wears light makeup.

The smoke hood is light and the flying floc is uncertain.

How can we be heartless if we don't see each other?

Wake up first after a break, and be quiet in the deep courtyard.

Translation:

I combed a loose bun and painted it with a little powder.

Her dance is like flying catkins and tulle, erratic.

After this meeting, the lovesickness is even worse. It's better not to see, but to be heartless.

After the break, I woke up drunk and saw the moon hanging high in the deep courtyard, silent.

2. Prayer

Five generations:? Yu Li

Clouds are messy, night makeup is not complete, and eyebrows are far away.

Leaning on the fragrant cheeks, spring bamboo shoots are tender, for whom to lean on tears?

Translation:

Beauty's hair is unkempt, her evening makeup is untidy, and she gathers together like a distant mountain with sad eyebrows.

White tender little hand leaning against the railing, leaning against the cheek, also don't know who she is crying for.

3. Sauvignon Blanc

Five generations:? Yu Li

A cloud, a jade shuttle.

A thin shirt is thin. This snail is very light.

There are many autumn winds, and the rain is mild.

There are three banana nests outside the curtain. The night is long and helpless!

Translation:

A bunch of curly bun with a hairpin inserted in it.

Light coat with light skirt, I don't know why I frowned slightly.

Standing alone in front of the window, it's stormy.

Bananas outside the window are also in twos and threes. What should people do in this long and lonely night?

4. Song of Autumn Pu

Tang dynasty:? Lipper

White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.

I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror.

Translation:

White hair as long as three thousands of feet, it is because of sadness that it grows so long.

Somewhere in the mirror, autumn frost falls on my head.

5. Bodhisattva level people

Tang dynasty:? Wen tingjun

The mountains overlap, and the clouds want to smell the snow on their cheeks.

Too lazy to draw a moth eyebrow, too late to make up and wash.

Look in the mirror before and after the flowers, and look at the flowers.

The new post is embroidered with lolo, all of which are golden partridges.

Translation:

The eyebrows are full of makeup, the forehead is yellow and half bright and half dark, and the messy hair at the temples will not cover the snow-white face and cheeks.

Lazy and inadvertently tracing the curved eyebrows, I got up late for a long time before combing my morning makeup.

Take a look at the newly inserted flowers. Facing the front mirror and the back mirror, the red flowers and the face complement each other.

I just put on a brand-new silk coat with a pair of golden partridges embroidered on it.