What are the poems that lament the gray temples?

1, from Ouyang Xiu's Mulberry Picking Ten Years ago in Song Dynasty.

Although the temple changed its mind, it is better to wear gold as much as possible. Old songs are terrible. It's like being drunk in the past.

Although the sideburns have turned white, my heart has not changed, and I still hold a glass at the front of the banquet. It's an ugly old song. I feel familiar in my heart, just like when I'm drunk.

2, from the Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi Mao Yi's 20th Dream of the First Month".

Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

Even if you meet my husband, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. I'm covered in dust and my temples are frosted.

3, from the Song Dynasty Liu Zhu's "Gu Tian Xue Shan Cheng Yu Zhi Han"

There are several plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea.

I can't remember how many times the plum blossom bloomed, except that my sideburns turned gray after I left my hometown.

4. Extracted from Homecoming Book by He Zhangzhi in Tang Dynasty.

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.

Leave your hometown when you are young and return to your hometown when you are old. Although my local accent hasn't changed, my hair on my temples has become sparse.

5, from the Song Dynasty Lu You's "Resentment, When Wan Li Seeks Printing".

Before the beard dies, the sideburns fall first. Tears flow empty. Who could have predicted in this life that the original intention was to leave the enemy in Tianshan Mountain, but now he is destined to die of old age in Cangzhou!

The conference semifinals have not disappeared, and their temples are as white as autumn frost, and they can only let the tears of worrying about the country flow in vain. Who would have expected that my heart would always be in the front line of the enemy, but people died of old age in Cangzhou!