1. "Shangyang white-haired man" Bai Juyi
Shangyang man, whose beauty is dark and his hair is new.
2. "Looking in the Mirror and Seeing White Hair" Zhang Jiuling
lived in the past and wasted years of white hair.
3. Li Bai
I don't see you, how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers, though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow.
4.
Xin Qiji, who wrote strong words for Chen Tongfu, won fame after his death. Poor hair has become a white - haired man!
5.
Who says that life is endless? The water in front of the gate can also flow to the west! Don't bemoan the passing of time in old age!
6. "Seventeen Songs of Qiupu" Li Bai
entered Qiupu at his temples, and once he whispered, he had already declined.
7. "Guan Shanyue" Lu You
Garrison Diao Dou urged the moon to fall, and he joined the army at the age of 3.
8.
Su Shi
Snow-covered frost beard doesn't surprise himself. It will be even more glorious. Shame on your face before you get drunk.
9. "Qingcao Lake in Longyang County"
The west wind blows the waves in the old Dongting Lake, and Xiang Jun has a lot of white hair all night.
1. "An Ding Tower" Li Shangyin
Jia Sheng shed tears when he was young, and Wang Can traveled further in spring. Often yearn for the old people to retire freely in the river and lake, want to change the world after the boat free boat.
Translation
1. -
Bai Juyi, a white-haired man in Shangyang, translated: Shangyang Imperial Palace, the beauty of that year has secretly disappeared. Now in my twilight years, my hair is as white as silver.
2. If you stay in the past, you will waste your time. -"Seeing White Hair in the Mirror" Zhang Jiuling
Translation: When I was a prime minister, I served the country, and I had a lot of work and great ambitions. Now that I have made a long history, I have nothing to do, and I am wasting my years.
3. Have you seen me, how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers, though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow. -Li Bai
Translation: Can't you see that the elderly parents are lamenting their white hair in front of the mirror, and they are still full of black hair in the morning, how can they become white in the evening?
4. But the king ruled the world and won fame before and after his death. Poor hair has become a white - haired man! -
Xin Qiji's translation
I am bent on completing the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country for the monarch and gaining a good reputation handed down from generation to generation. Poor has become a white-haired man!
5. Who knows that life is endless? The water in front of the gate can also flow to the west! Don't bemoan the passing of time in old age! -
Su Shi's translation of Huanxisha Youqiushui Qingquan Temple: Who said that life can't go back to adolescence? The stream in front of the door can still flow to the west! Don't sigh how time flies in your old age!
6. When the temples enter the autumn pool, once they whisper, they have already declined. -"Seventeen Songs of Qiupu" Li Bai
Translation: When I entered Qiupu, I was worried about my temples in one morning.
7. Diao Dou, the garrison, urged the moon to fall, and he joined the army at the age of 3, and now he has white hair. -"Guan Shanyue" Lu You
Translation: Diao Dou, who reported to watch the watchtower, urged the moon to set. He joined the army at the age of 3 and now he has lost his hair.
8. snow and frost are not surprising. It will be even more glorious. Shame on your face before you get drunk. -
Su Shi's translation: Although his temples are gray, he has never been old, and he is still like the youngest teenager, blushing with shame before he is drunk with wine.
9. The west wind blows the waves in the old Dongting Lake, and Xiang Jun has a lot of white hair all night. -"Qingcao Lake in Tilongyang County"
Translation: The autumn wind blows strongly, and the Dongting Lake seems to be aging a lot. After a night of melancholy, Xiang Jun should also have more white hair.
1. Jia Sheng shed tears when he was young, but Wang Can traveled further in spring. Often yearn for the old people to retire freely in the river and lake, want to change the world after the boat free boat. -
Translation of Li Shangyin, the tower of stability: Jia Yi, a promising young man, shed tears in vain, and Wang Can, who went upstairs in spring, went on a long trip again. I often yearn for the old age to retire to the rivers and lakes freely, and I want to go boating freely after turning around Gan Kun.
Reference
Ancient Poetry Network: http://so.gushiwen.org/ 2. Poems about Young People's White Hair
1. Nian Nujiao, Red Cliff Nostalgia
Song Dynasty: Su Shi, river of no return, a romantic figure through the ages.
to the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang, the Three Kingdoms.
Stones go through the air, and the waves beat on the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.
the landscape is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time.
Back in Gong Jin, Xiao Qiao was married for the first time, and she was magnificent.
the feather fan's black silk scarf, while talking and laughing, vanished into smoke.
I wander in my old country, and I am passionate about Ying Xiao Wo, so I was born early.
life is like a dream, and one statue is still on the moon.
translation: The mighty river flows eastward, and the surging waves wash away all the heroes of the ages. To the west of the old camp, people say that it is the Red Cliff where Zhou Yu fought fiercely in the Three Kingdoms. The steep stone wall rises to the sky, and the stormy waves like thunder beat against the river bank, and the waves aroused seem to roll up thousands of piles of snow. The majestic mountains and rivers are picturesque, and how many heroes have emerged at one time.
In the distant past, Zhou Yu was proud of his spring breeze, and Xiao Qiao, a peerless beauty, just married him. He was full of heroic spirit. Hand-cranked feather fan wearing a nylon scarf, and between laughter and laughter, the warship of the strong enemy burned to ashes. Today, I wander in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature birth of white hair. Life is like a dream, and sprinkle a glass of wine to pay homage to the bright moon on the river.
2. Seeing White Hair in the Mirror
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling
lived in the past and wasted years of white hair.
who knows, in the mirror, we feel sorry for each other.
translation: When I was a prime minister, I served the country, and I was busy and ambitious. Now that I have made a long history, I have nothing to do, and I am wasting my years. Who knows that when I look in the mirror, I see that my hair is white and old. I feel deeply lonely, but my body is in sympathy with my shadow.
3.
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
knows the autumn by the fall of a tree, and the cold by the bottle of ice.
the cassia twig is green, and the snow is shining.
when you are young, you can climb the rainbow with your wings.
after 3 years' investment, we will share happiness in prosperity and decline.
look at the sky, and sit up and take notice.
when autumn comes into the mirror, your hair grows strong and withers.
poverty and Bao beget Jia, and hunger drift from mother's meal.
when the time comes, it's heaven and man, and the Tao is sighing.
le yifang is suitable for Zhao, and su qinchu speaks Korean.
the volume is solid in me, so why waste it?
when a leaf falls off a tree, you can tell the age and autumn, and when a bottle of water freezes, you can know that it is cold. Ramulus Cinnamomi blooms green day by day, and the branches are high on the lingyun end.
The young man is bold and heroic, and he is eager to climb the swan goose and soar to the top. We have been dating for 3 years, honor and disgrace, sorrow and joy. Looking at the blue clouds and sighing, sitting in front of each other and watching the white hair. The bronze mirror is already an aging autumn face, and once the strong hair of black oil withered under the high crown.
Like Guan Zhong, he did business with Bao Sheng when he was poor, and begged her for a meal when he was hungry. When the time comes, the clouds turn to heaven, and there is a way in the chest. Why do you need to sigh? I feel like Le Yi has just arrived in Zhao and Su Qin has just lobbied South Korea. Of course, I am comfortable with myself. Why should time destroy my youth?
4. Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si
Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
left Qiu Lai with a strange scenery, but Hengyang geese didn't pay attention. All around, the sound of horns rises, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke and sunset are closed.
a glass of turbid wine is home to Wan Li, but Yan ran has not stopped drinking. The Qiang tube is covered with frost, and people are sleepless. The general has white hair and tears.
When autumn comes, the scenery in the northwest frontier is very different from that in the south of the Yangtze River. The geese flew back to Hengyang again, without any intention of staying. At dusk, the horn blew, and the unique wind, horse whistle, Qiang flute and horn sounded from all directions. In the rolling mountains, the sun sets, smoke rises, and the gates of a lonely 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 has not been established, so I can't make a plan early. In the distance came the long sound of the Qiang flute. The weather was cold and the ground was covered with frost and snow. It is late at night, and it is difficult for people who are fighting outside to fall asleep. Both generals and soldiers have white hair and tears all over their skirts.
5. Huanxisha Swimming in Qingquan Temple
In Song Dynasty, Su Shi
swam in Qingquan Temple, with the temple near Lanxi and the stream flowing west.
The blue buds at the foot of the mountain are short-dipped in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free, and the rain is drizzling at dusk.
who says that life is endless? The water in front of the gate can also flow to the west! Don't bemoan the passing of time in old age!
In Qingquan Temple, a temple is next to Lanxi, and the stream flows westward. At the foot of the mountain, the newly pumped buds of bluegrass are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine forests is spotless by the rain. In the evening, the drizzle is rustling and the cuckoo sounds. Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The stream in front of the door can still flow to the west! Don't sigh how time flies in your old age! 3. Poems about white hair
1. Put an end to the king's world affairs and win his fame before his death. Poor hair has become a white - haired man! -from the Song Dynasty Xin Qiji's
Translation: I am bent on completing the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country for the monarch and gaining a good reputation handed down from generation to generation. I woke up from a dream, but unfortunately I was already a white-haired man!
2, the white hair is 3, feet, and the sorrow is like a long one. I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror. -From the Tang Dynasty's Seventeen Songs of Autumn Pu by Li Bai
Translation: White hair is as long as 3, feet, and it is because of sorrow that it grows so long. I don't know where the autumn frost fell on my head in the mirror.
3. Have you seen me? how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers, though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow. -from Li Bai's
translation of "Coming into Wine" in the Tang Dynasty: Didn't you see the white hair in front of the mirror in the high hall? It's still green in the morning, but it becomes like snow in the evening.
4. You can't keep your youth, but your white hair comes naturally. -from: seeing friends off by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty.
Youth is gone, and people have grown white hair.
5. Don't be idle. It's sad to be a teenager! My hero, we should seize the time to make contributions to our country, and don't spend our youth in vain, so that when we get old, we will feel sorry for ourselves. 4. Ancient poems about white hair
Qian Qi died with white hair and a strong heart, worrying about the country's pace.
the mountain is miserable and colorless, and my dear suddenly leaves. The shadow of the dragon is divided into swords, and the sound of mourning birds loves branches.
the vast clouds are overseas, and we don't know each other. Qiu Pu's song Li Bai has three thousand feet of white hair, and his sorrow is like a long one.
I wonder where autumn frost can be found in the mirror. In autumn and Qing, Du Fu was sick in autumn, and his white hair could be combed by himself.
the bait is disgusting to add and subtract, and the door is stuffy to clean. I love bamboo to send books to my children.
in October, the river is smooth, and the canoe goes as it pleases. At first, I saw the sea pomegranate planted by the white hair topic-Liu Zongyuan planted the love fragrant cluster for several years, but the rhyme was different.
From then on, let's stop talking about spring affairs, and regard it as an ancient wood versus a declining old man. It is difficult to get through the world, and the pastoral road is fascinating.
Be diligent in turning white hair, dismount and shine on Qingxi. --Wang Anshi's "The Road to Liling" sees white hair in the mirror. Zhang Jiuling used to have a blue cloud, and it was a white hair year.
who knows, in the mirror, we feel sorry for each other. Rolling the Yangtze River to the east, the waves wash away the heroes.
success or failure is empty, the green hills are still there, and the sunset is red several times. The white-haired hermit at the river has long been accustomed to the changes of the years.
A pot of turbid wine is fond of meeting each other, and everything in ancient and modern times is a joke. (Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Luo Guanzhong) Kim Yuan-ho asks "Send Yang Fei Qing". The guest's dream is long and the letter turns to Peng, and the bed of quinoa moves the morning bell. The west wind has white hair of 3, feet, and the old country's green hills weigh 1,.
sand and water are affectionate enough to keep geese, while dry Kun is full of troubles to cry for autumn insects. Three old houses know where, ashamed of Liu Shilong in the clouds.
He Xinlang (Xin Qiji), who wanted to help an example in Yixishan, wrote several words, as if he had deeply thought about his relatives and friends. I've been disappointed all my life, and my friends are scattered, and there are only a few left.
The white hair hangs 3, feet, smiling at everything in the world. Ask what can make the public happy.
I see how charming Castle Peak is. I expect Castle Peak to be like this. Emotion and appearance are slightly similar.
a statue scratches its head in the east window. If you want to be far-sighted, stop the clouds and poetry, and the flavor is at this time.
Jiang Zuoshen, who seeks fame, doesn't know the mystery of muddy mash. Looking back, the clouds are flying.
I don't hate the ancients, but I hate the ancients and don't see my crazy ears. He who knows me, two or three sons.
Li Baijun, who will enter the wine, will not see how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven and entering the ocean, never to return. Have you seen how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers, though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow?
oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, and never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!. Since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed! As for money, though it scatters, it will come together again.
cook a sheep, kill a cow, whet the appetite, and make me, of three hundred bowls, one long drink!. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng: I'm going to drink, but I don't stop drinking.
let me sing you a song!, let your ears attend!. What are bell and drum, rare dishes and treasure?, let me be forever drunk and never come to reason!.
in sober men of olden days and sages are forgotten, only the drinker keeps his name. Prince Chen paid at a banquet in the Palace of Perfection, ten thousand coins for a cask of wine, with many a laugh and quip.
why say, my host, that your money is gone?, go and buy wine and we'll drink it together!. Five Flowers Horse, Golden Jubilee, hand them to the boy to exchange for good wine, with you, sell the eternal sorrow.
A gift to Chen Er. Du Fu, a Confucian scholar, has a unique reputation. Offering an open view of the east, the king asked Changqing.
it's urgent to carve the cold with soap, but the old horse can do it. Since the dawn, don't watch it happen in vain.
gan Xiang sent Shangguan scholar back to another business in Kansai, where is Cen Can's wind and dust, and he was alone all day. There is no official support for the elderly, and there are many poor families outside.
drunken eyes and light hair, dreaming of crossing the Yellow River in spring. When is it closer to Guancheng?
sighing with white hair and Cen Can's white hair is on the side of speed, and there is nothing people can do. At present, there are more temples than stems.
The back court complained that when Wang Toujun didn't see the girl in the red boudoir being straight, she was so graceful. Fortunately, the king smiled piteously and recommended the moth eyebrows in the incense hall.
both moths and eyebrows enter, and I am often afraid that my body will be abandoned from now on. Zhen Fei went out of the palace for jealousy, and the class girl guessed the long letter.
The door of Changxin Palace can't be closed, and the song of Zhaoyang is sent by the blower. The soul in the dream still says that the spirit has not returned after sleep.
there's no end to thinking of your husband and loving your wife, which makes my concubine cry for a long time in the backyard. Every time I look at the sunset, I sleep alone until the lamp dies.
in autumn, I smell insects and jade curtains, and in spring, I see mandarin ducks and water. The beauty of the old flowers is endless, and the white hair is similar to the snow now.
It's rumored that Wan Fan has not stopped, expecting the early moon on the moth eyebrow. If you value falsehood rather than truth, you will abandon your concubine and chase new people.
may I ask the meaning of the leaves of pine trees in Nanshan, as if the flowers of hibiscus were new in the north? If you are interested in drinking Li Bai's spring grass alone, Luo Sheng Yu Tang Yin.
when the east wind blows with sorrow, white hair sits and invades. Looking at the mirror book with Li Bai's Tao has no ancient and modern, and it is still aging when it is lost.
Laughing at Byakki Smoker, the white hair is like frost grass. A message to censor du fu at his office in the left court, Cen Can, together we officials climbed vermilion steps, to be parted by the purple walls.
our procession, which entered the palace at dawn, leaves fragrant now at dusk with imperial incense. Increase with white hair, lament the spring flowers wither, look into the sky the envy birds fly.