1, the fragrant grains are as shallow as ants, and the newly combed snow temples are as thin as cicadas. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Flower Wine"
2, add a comb, the moth eyebrows carefully sweep. -Don Bai Juyi's "Women Suffer"
3, jade comb oblique greasy, golden dress and snow fragrance, meditation. -Tang "Huanxisha" 4. I comb my hair low and Lianjuan sweeps my eyebrows. -Tang Wen Ting Yun's "South Gezi"
5, Hao refers to the height of the inch, the water comb is uneven. -Tang Zhang Bimei combs her hair
6. Ji Qin and Liu Yun comb their hair. -Magnolia in Xi 'an, Zhang Song
7. Cirrus clouds comb the bun. -Song Zhou Zizhi's "Partridge Day"
8. Biqiong wears a green bun. -Su Song Shi's "Dead"
9. A cloud is cleverly combed. -Song Zhou Bangyan's "A Hu Zhu"
For reference.
2. Poems about combs 246. Partridge Tian Title: "Song Ci" Author: Lv Shengji wearing brocade on a cold night in spring.
The courtyard has long been full of flowers. The golden combs are all played, and Cui Hua is curly.
Letters seldom come after people leave. Equivalent exponential recurrence period.
There happened to be someone in front of the door. How could the magpie know? Volume 246. Zhegutian Title: "Song Ci" Author: Lu Sheng's Heart and Thrush.
Loose cicada wings and low clouds. Double comb with ivory white teeth and small comb with camel bone red stripes.
Night banquet, shallow and deep cup. I dare not go down the stairs.
Xu Niang blames me for being lazy today, and I am not as good as Lu Lang when I was young. The comb complained about Song Cao's appointment, and it didn't rain until dusk.
A thousand silks a day, just worrying about the loom. Worry until the clouds become curtains and the little rain falls.
The sad face turns rosy clouds, and the rain brings flowers to the court. Fold flowers and worry about rain, protect flowers.
Bees and butterflies like bonuses, but their hearts should be different.
3. Poems related to combing your hair 1, get up and comb your hair. Song Dynasty-Li Qingzhao's "Recalling Feng Tai's Blowing Flute, Sweet Cold"
2. I am tired of combing my hair at night-Li Qingzhao's "Wulingchun, the dust is exhausted"
3, the sun is high and flowers are lazy to comb their hair songs-Liu Yong's "Nine"
4. Comb your hair with silk-Du Fu's "Xing Xing"
5. Sun Yan didn't comb her hair. Tang-Liu Yuxi's Four Harmony Poems and Three Pavilion Poems
6. Don't comb your hair in January-Du Fu's Three Screens
7. Half-combed White Hall-Du Fu's Three Poems Entering the House (I just moved from Xige to Chi Jia in the spring of the second year of Dali).
8. Comb your hair and take a look at the snow hall-Wang Jian's "Send Uncle Shi"
9. Get up early and comb your hair. Song-Zhou Bangyan's Nanxiangzi Morning Dressing House
4. Poetry 1 is related to combs. "Tang Jinchun, falling into a bun and combing" is a Song Dynasty poet Liu Yong.
Original text:
I fell into a bun and combed it carelessly, worrying about moths and being too lazy to draw, and I was in a listless mood.
When Chueh-hsin came, he was haggard and his clothes were wide.
Translation: I have no intention of combing messy hair with a comb, and I am too lazy to draw when I am locked. I'm in a mess, and nothing goes my way. I feel extremely haggard and emaciated recently, and my hazel clothes are a lot looser.
2. "Witch hazel, I live in Qiantang River" Song Dynasty poet Sima Wei
Original text:
Obliquely inserted rhinoceros combs clouds and spits, sandalwood taps and sings golden rays.
Looking at the clouds, I couldn't find a place and dreamed that the moon gave birth to Nanpu.
I put the rhinoceros comb on my head, let my hair hang down to my temples, knocked on the ebony board and sang beautiful songs. Looking up at the white clouds in the sky, I don't know where they have gone. After waking up, I saw a bright moon rising from the river in Ran Ran.
3. Li Qingzhao, a poet in the Song Dynasty, "Huansha Ji Zi Shang Chun Unintentional Comb"
Original text:
The bun hurts the spring and combs more, and the evening wind falls to the courtyard at the beginning of plum blossom, and the light clouds travel to and from the moon.
Women in boudoir are tortured by spring worries, but they just roll up their hair at random and are too lazy to comb it carefully. The cool breeze blows into the courtyard, which is the time when the cold plum blossoms in spring and summer move from blooming to withering. Spring sorrow is sultry, let alone watching the flowers fall! Light clouds are floating in the air, and the moon on the horizon is hazy and far away.
4. Ouyang Xiu, a poet of the Song Dynasty, "Nangezi Jin Nidai"
Original text:
Golden mud belt with phoenix bun and jade palm comb with dragon pattern.
Walking under the window, smiling and supporting each other, loving each other?
Holding a palm-sized dragon-shaped jade comb, the hair comb is decorated with impatiens and gold bands into a bun. The wife went to the window, snuggled up in her husband's arms and asked, "Is the eyebrow the right color?"
5, "Gong Ci" Tang Dynasty poet Feng Xue
Original text:
After combing the bun, you should look in the mirror again and again, change your silk clothes again, and pay attention to adding some spices to smoke.
From a distance, the flickering shadow of the main hall opened the curtain; I saw a maid with a short robe and embroidered trousers cleaning the imperial bed.
After combing the bun, look in the mirror repeatedly, and then change into a Luo coat, paying attention to adding some seasoning. Far away, the flashing figure in the main hall opened the bead curtain; I saw a maid-in-waiting with short robes and embroidered trousers cleaning the imperial bed.
5. Who can explain Su Shi's poem Comb? That's probably the word you said. Liang Zhu (Song) Su Shi is more beautiful in spring after rain.
Only by leaving people can hatred be washed away. Beigushan is surrounded by water on three sides.
Biqiong combs her hair in a green bun. Wan Li got a rural book.
Ask me which year, no problem. White heads are drunk for spring.
Answer straight shed a thousand tears. Hair and hair are concentric, and the comb is a gift.
In ancient China, sending a comb meant a lifelong private subscription, hoping to grow old with it. Sending a comb means that you will be entangled all your life, which means tying up your hair and ordering it all your life.
In ancient times, women had the custom of combing their hair by their families before marriage. The so-called "one comb to the end, two combs of white hair, Qi Mei, three combs of grandchildren" not only contains the good wishes of family members, but also conveys their love. The general idea of this word is that only the deep sorrow and hatred of people far away from home can never be washed away. The lower three sides of Gubei Mountain are covered with water, and the curved river surface is like a jasper comb, and the green peaks are like a beauty's bun. A letter came from my hometown thousands of miles away and asked me when I could really go back. I had to go back and have a drink and send spring home, but the spring breeze was still affectionate and wiped away my tears.
6. The poem describing hair is Untitled by Li Shangyin.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
Du Mu in Ancient Palace
The first emperor is gone forever, and Hongyun is heartbroken.
Everlasting Regret Bai Juyi
Ji Yun is half asleep, and her flowered hat is loose when she walks along the balcony.
Shichong Cao Ye
Thirty-six ladies-in-waiting, each with a bun like a crow.
Hehuang Dumu
Although the shepherd drives the horse, he is obedient and white-haired and obedient.
Du Xunhe, a widow in the mountains.
Because of the soldiers, the husband clung to Mao Peng and his linen clothes were burned.
To Xi Weng Wang Jian
You deserve the power of cinnabar, and you will make new progress in spring.
Injured spring Chen
Solitary minister frost three thousands of feet, fireworks weighs ten thousand years.
Liu Kezhuang from Beilai.
Desolate old Beijing woman, makeup bun is still xuanhe.
Wen, a singer from the south, wore a low bun and rolled his eyebrows.
Bodhisattva Man Feng Yansi
The jade Zheng is not fully played, and the phoenix bun is tied with a hairpin.
Bodhisattva Man Feng Yansi
Shake the oars into a bun, and pick lotus leaves in Qingjiang late.
Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgic Sushi
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Shanpo mutton master Wang
Yun Song's bun, sweet and warm, covered the sweet boudoir and hurt the spring sleep.