A poem about the birth of white hair

1. The poem about white hair 1 ended the king's world and gained fame before his death. Poor hair has become a white-haired man! -from Xin Qiji's "Breaking the Array, Giving Zhuang Ci to Chen Tongfu" in the Song Dynasty

I am bent on completing the great cause of recovering the lost land for the monarch and gaining a good reputation handed down from generation to generation. I woke up from my dream, but unfortunately I was already a white-haired man!

2, white hair and three thousands of feet, as long as fate. I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror. —— From "Seventeen Songs of Autumn Pu" by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty.

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.

Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night. -From Li Bai's "Into the Wine" in the Tang Dynasty

Didn't you see that in the high hall, in front of the mirror, you deeply lamented that white hair? It's still green in the morning, but it becomes like snow at night.

4, youth can't stay, white hair is born. -from: seeing friends off by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty.

Youth is gone, and everyone is white-haired.

5, don't wait, white young head, empty and sad! -From Yue Fei's Man Jiang Huai in the Song Dynasty.

My hero, we should seize the time to make contributions to our country, and don't waste our youth until we are old.

2. The ancient poem is about white hair 1, and the general's white hair asks his husband for tears (Song Fan Zhongyan's "Fisherman's pride, Qiu Lai scenery is different")

2. Li Yuan disciple Bai Fuxin (Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow)

3, don't you see how cute Gao Tingming's mirror lock is (Tang Libai's "Into the wine, don't you see the Yellow River moving beyond the sky")

4, yellow flowers and white hair embrace each other (Huang Songting Jian's "Partridge Day, Huang Juzhi was born in Xiaohan")

5. Don't laugh at white hair (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Huanxisha")

6, Hugh will sing yellow chicken with white hair (stone "Huanxisha Qingquan Temple Tour")

People in the upper reaches of the levee are drawing boats one by one, flapping the levee on the spring water, and the sky is green. Yang Lou went out on a swing, wearing white hair, smiling like a flower, smashing and patting, where is life like before (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Huanxisha")

8. Don't laugh at white hair (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Huanxisha")

9. White hair is not old (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Huanxisha")

10, don't sing white-haired yellow chicken (stone, Huanxisha)

1 1, helpless new white hair (stone, Huanxisha)

12, Everything turns white hair (Song Xin Qi Ji's Water Tune, Everything Turns White Hair)

13, but I hate coming back with white hair (Song Xin Qi Ji's "Partridge Days, Bamboo Chihiro")

14, sentimental white hair and helpless spring (Song Xin Qi Ji's "Partridge Days, Spring Vegetables")

15, the white hair is so short (Song Xin Qi Ji's "Water Tune the Song Head, Sit Four without Saying")

16, poor white hair (Song Xin Qi Ji's "Broken Array Spring Breeze Eyes")

17, white hair is still smiling (Song Xin Qi Ji's "It's not easy to adjust the song, official business")

18, don't hate makeup into white hair (Song Xin Qi Ji's "Partridge Day, Don't hate makeup into white hair")

19, there is no white hair invading the hair and temples (Song Xin Qi Ji's Partridge Day, Hair and temples don't invade white hair).

20. The white hair is rustling in Zezhong (Song Luyou, Book Anger)

3. Poems describing white hair sigh Wang Wei with white hair

In the past, Zhu Yan became a twilight tooth, and his white hair drooped in an instant.

How many sad things there are in life, don't sell them to the empty city.

White-haired Wei

It's still the fallen leaf, and I know nothing about it. At first, the silk thread was difficult to separate and the flowers were intertwined.

People on the job tend to go downhill. I'm still young.

Baifa Cen Can

White is just on the side, and there is nothing you can do about it. There are more temples than stems at present.

White hair talks

Whitening and combing your hair, a woman surprises her wife with tears. I don't know the color of silk, but I can get several autumns.

Looking in the mirror, white hair is bright and unique, Quan Deyu.

Qiu Lai, with a bright white beard, tried to get rid of the drunkenness of hairpin.

A nice song is also fun, and children and grandchildren are laughing and pulling clothes.

He Baiyu's legal right is Deyu

See white hair today, bright in the mirror. At first glance, the frost is simple and the iron crown is slightly reflected.

There are many things under the curtain, and Zhou Xing is famous. Time flies without a sigh, too dull.

Liu Zongyuan, a pomegranate with white hair planted in the sea.

After planting love and fragrance for several years, rhyme and beauty are actually different.

From then on, let's stop talking about spring sex and regard it as an ancient wood against a declining man.

Sighing white hair in the mirror, Lv Wen

Pan and I are three years old and still living in my temple.

Even if he can arrive early, he will know not to be a blackhead.

4. The famous ancient poems about "moss" and "white hair" do not exist in the lovely locks in the mirror of the high hall. Although it is silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night.

"Look, the lock in the mirror on the high building is so cute. It is still as black as silk in the morning and turns into snow at night" comes from the second paragraph of the ancient poem "Into the wine" written by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The whole poem is as follows:

Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return?

Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.

Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! .

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .

Wu, Qiu,

Give them to the boy in exchange for wine and share your sorrow forever.

5. Ancient poems about white hair 1, Shang Yang Bai Mao Ren Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Shang Yang people, Shang Yang people, beauty is black, white hair is new.

Green guards the palace gate. As soon as the sun closes, it is spring.

Xuanzong entered the primary election at the end of the year, aged 16 and 60.

At the same time, more than 100 people were selected, who were deeply disabled.

Recalling the past, I fought back my grief and said goodbye to my loved ones. I helped myself into the car instead of teaching me to cry.

When the clouds are fashionable, they are grateful, their faces are like hibiscus, and their chests are like jade.

The king was not allowed to meet, and Yang Fei squinted at him.

Jealousy makes you sneak into the palace and stay in the empty room all your life.

Leave it blank, the autumn night is long, and the night is sleepless.

The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window.

It's late spring, so it's hard to sit alone at night.

Gong Ying is full of anxiety and disgust, and Liang Yan is always jealous.

The warbler's cry goes to Yan quietly, and the spring goes without remembering the year.

Just look at the deep palace and the bright moon, and the object is round four or five hundred times.

Now the palace is the oldest, and everyone named it Shangshu.

Small-headed cymbals wear narrow clothes, and the green eyebrows are slender.

Outsiders should laugh if they can't see it.

Shang Yang people suffered the most.

How about suffering less, suffering older, suffering less and suffering older!

Don't you see, in the past, Lu gave a gift to a beautiful woman,

There is no white hair song in the sun today!

2, "Bai Mao Fu" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Zuo Si

White-haired stars are born in temples. Although it is not a green fly, it is a dirty instrument. Look at the name of the country in order to find fault. I pulled out the pliers, and the good title was Yan.

My white hair is about to be pulled out, and I will suddenly sue myself: I am unfortunate and I am worth it. Forced out the autumn frost, you are born with good quality. Look in the mirror first, and see evil first. What is the crime of pulling it out at dawn? Purple crown orange pomelo, one tree and one leaf, is precious, bandits are still green leaves. I hope to pat the child's hand and take the child's tweezers.

You have white hair and a way of seeing the world. If you don't pursue glory, you will be expensive and cheap. Hehe, hehe, and Luz. A weak crown is an official, and a child is humble. Ganluo took the opportunity to cut off the characters. Ying Ying is the best. He speaks highly of Qu Yun. White is black. This is from me.

My white hair is about to be pulled out, and I am crying with my eyes closed: What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me! Ganluo is famous for arguing, but not for blackening. Jia sheng changed his mind because of his talent, so he didn't have to use his dark temples to make moves. Hearing about our ancestors makes our country old. Parents returned to Zhou, and Zhou Dao was eliminated. No.4 Zuo Han, Hande Guangming. Why do you fuck me and be respected?

I have white hair, and everything has its own way. What I said is not unreasonable. Today's expensive and thin old teeth. In the glory days, on the battlefield. Although there are twenty cents, it is difficult to clear the river. Change at any time, look at Confucius.

Giving is a precept, and swearing to be poor. I used to be beautiful, but now I fly out of Peng. The skin is sweet, but it's not over. Talk about the use of accurate words and compare the national customs.

3. Seeing White Hair in the Mirror Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling

In the past, Qingyun was brilliant and white hair was wasted.

But in the mirror, I feel sorry for myself.

4, "Into the Wine" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return?

Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.

Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me. (ears open)

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up. (Less expensive: He Zugui; Never wake up again: I don't want to wake up/don't need to wake up)

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. (an ancient work: since ancient times; Pass only: only)

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .

Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.

5. "The fisherman is proud of Qiu Si" Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.

6. Poetry 1 About the white hair of young people, "Niannujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.

To the west of the old camp, people say it's the War of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.

The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.

The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.

A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.

I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.

Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.

The mighty river of no return and the surging waves have washed away all the heroes of the ages. To the west of Laoying, people say it was the Red Cliff where Zhou Yu fought fiercely in the Three Kingdoms. Steep stone walls soar into the sky, and thunderous waves beat against the river bank, and the waves aroused seem to have rolled up thousands of accumulated snow. The majestic mountains and rivers are picturesque, and how many heroes have emerged at one time.

Looking back at Zhou Yu's spring breeze, Qiao, a peerless beauty, just married him, full of heroic spirit. Wearing a nylon scarf, the hand-rocking feather fan was talking and laughing, and the battleship of the strong enemy burned to ashes. Today, I wandered in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature delivery of white hair. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay homage to the bright moon on the river.

2. "See white hair in the mirror"

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling

In the past, Qingyun was brilliant and white hair was wasted.

But in the mirror, I feel sorry for myself.

When I was a prime minister, I was busy and ambitious for my country. Now I have done a long history. I have nothing to do. I am wasting my time. But when I look in the mirror, I see my hair is white and old. I feel deeply lonely, but my body sympathizes with my shadow.

3. "Tweezers and white hair from Autumn Medicine Refinery to Liu Yuanxiong Zong Lin"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

A fallen tree knows the age and autumn, and a bottle of ice knows the cold.

Guizhi is green and the snow is shining.

When you were young, you would climb the red phoenix with your wings.

Thirty years of voting, ups and downs.

Look at the clouds, sit up and pay attention.

Look in the mirror in autumn, and your hair will wither.

Poverty gives birth to Jia, and hunger gives birth to mother's rice.

When heaven and earth are extremely beautiful, Tao sighs.

Yue is suitable for Zhao, and Su Qin can speak Korean for the first time.

Why destroy it when it is fixed on me?

When a leaf falls from a tree, you can know the age and autumn. When a bottle of water freezes, you can know that it is cold. Guizhi is greener every day, and Lingyun's branches are taller.

Young people are heroic and eager to climb the swan goose and reach the top. We have been dating for 30 years, sharing weal and woe, sorrow and joy. Sighing at the blue clouds, sitting opposite and looking at the white hair. The bronze mirror is an aging autumn face, and the once strong black hair withered under the high crown.

When he was poor, he did business with Bao Sheng like Guan Zhong, and when he was hungry, he begged her for a meal. At that time, the clouds will open up and there will be a way in the chest. Why do you need to sigh? I feel that I have just arrived in Zhao, and Su Qingang lobbied South Korea. Of course, I am very satisfied with myself. Why does time ruin my youth?

4. Qiu Si Fisherman's Pride

Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.

Autumn has come, and the scenery in the northwest frontier is very different from that in Jiangnan. The geese flew back to Hengyang again, without any intention of staying. At dusk, the horn sounded, and unique wind, horse flute, Qiang flute and horn sounded from all directions. In the rolling mountains, the sun sets, the smoke rises and the gates of an isolated city are closed.

After drinking a glass of turbid wine, I can't help thinking of my relatives thousands of miles away. At present, the war is not peaceful, and my fame and fortune have not yet been established. You can't plan ahead. There was a long sound of Qiang flute in the distance. It's very cold, and the ground is covered with frost and snow. It's late at night, and it's hard for people fighting outside to fall asleep. Both generals and soldiers have white hair and tears on their skirts.

5. Huanxisha Right Banner Water Qingquan Temple

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Play Qingquan Temple in Qishui, next to the temple is Lanxi, and the stream flows west.

The buds just growing at the foot of the mountain are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine trees is washed away by the rain. In the evening, the rain began to trickle down, and cuckoo calls came from the pine forest.

Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!

In Qingquan Temple, a tourist attraction, the temple is next to Lanxi, and the stream flows westward. At the foot of the mountain, the newly pumped bluegrass buds are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine forests is washed spotless by the rain. In the evening, it is drizzling and cuckoo singing. Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The stream in front of the door can still flow westward! Don't sigh how time flies when you are old!