2. Poems about short hair
3. Poems about short hair
Four words about short poem 1. Ancient poems describing short hair
Short hair ancient poetry:
Jiutianshi villa
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
I am sad when I am old, strong and generous when I am old, and I am happy today.
Ashamed of blowing a hat with short hair, smiling at others is the crown.
Clear water falls far away from a thousand streams, and Yushan is high and two peaks are cold.
Who will be healthy at this meeting next year? Look at dogwood carefully when you are drunk.
An Gongzi Di Li Chong Yang Hao
Year: Song Author: Chao
Di Li Zhongyang is good. Blow a hat on your short hair again. The scenery is still the same everywhere, but Zun is older than his predecessors. Thinking of that year, my partner fell in love with me. Boast a handsome tour and try to buy a thousand golden smiles. Now haggard, just like Hua Xu.
When was this hate? I'm worried about my old friend. Xiaoqu Shenfang was idle and trusted the horse, quietly covering Zhu Fei. How can I be sentimental? It's a waste of sound for me. But to the ear gently. Tao Ying recently forgot that Lu Lang was young.
Linjiang Xianzi, you are like a thousand bamboos on a pale cliff.
Year: Song Author: Chao
You are like a thousand bamboos on a cliff, and the solitary branches reflect the dawn of wormwood. You can't lose thousands of dollars. Scratch your short hair when you are free, and sing a good sentence about your waist. When Lanzhou returned to Chu after drinking, he missed where tonight was. Huainan is full of water and clouds. He hates spring grass, so there should be little tricks.
Pursuing harmony with the melody of water
Year: Song Author: Zhang
Raise your hand to catch the guest, cut the trace and plant the melon. Come to Wuhui again and see the autumn scenery of the five lakes. The storm is swaying in my ears, fame and fortune are erratic, and I can't shoot my head. Lonely and negative, looking forward to my hometown. The primitive dream, waving ancient tears, spread all over the southern States. Yuan Honghu is full of heroism, lying 100 feet in a tall building. Short hair cream sticks to the sideburns, it rains on sunny nights, and I like listening to Waminggou. There is also a strong heart for all rivers.
Man xing XV
Year: Meta Author: Wang Mian
The autumn wind is clear and the bright moon shines on the mountains and rivers.
There are few wars in the countryside, and there are many drums in empty cities.
Take off your towel, pity your short hair, and feel drunk.
Sitting on the yellow flowers, singing the songs of white bamboo.
Sick thoughts
Year: Song Author: Lu You
Short hair and Sasha Vujacic are not satisfied with the hairpin, let alone looking for it.
A few spoonfuls of light rice support the rest, and one side is fragrant.
The path is covered with ancient moss, and the empty hall is full of insects.
Leisurely makes the boat more prosperous, five feet deep before the autumn water.
Geng Tianqi presented four poems with bamboo crowns.
Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi
Bamboo roots are better than bamboo crowns, so you must have short hair first and then dry it.
Let the mountain people see, don't wear a square hat to keep out the cold.
2. Poems about hair and haircut
Poems about hair and haircut:
Li Bai's Seventeen Songs of Autumn with White Hair (Part Two)
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow as long?
I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror!
This is a poem expressing anger. With unrestrained passion and romantic artistic techniques, the poet created the image of "self", gave vent to deep resentment and depression, and exerted a strong and touching artistic power. "White hair and three thousands of feet, the fate seems long?" Split the air, such as spring tide rushing, such as volcanic eruption, shocking. It is really incomprehensible to look at the phrase "three thousands of feet with white hair". How can white hair "three thousands of feet"? When I read the next sentence, "Sorrow is like a beard", I suddenly understood that the original white hair "Three thousands of feet" was born of sorrow and grew up because of sorrow! Worry gives birth to white hair, but people are aware of it, but it is three times as long as thousands of feet. How many deep worries should there be? The fateful weight of ten words falls on one word "sadness". Writing sadness is incredible! Fantasy strange sentences can't help but make people marvel at the poet's boldness of vision and pen power.
Tang Hanyu's "Meeting the Teacher"
Those who learn from others are unruly people.
Love mountains and rivers, be aloof from things, and thank friends.
Take off your hair and fly to find dust.
Siming made a fortune, and the ladder was empty in autumn.
Then I went to heaven and looked at the platform. All the valleys were rugged.
Stay at the top of the night and look up at the stars.
Blowing wood and stone, surging with the breath of Shao Jun.
……
Send to the Lord is a poem by Han Yu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Han Yu (768~824) was renamed Changli, so he was called Han Changli and posthumous title Wengong, so he was called Han Wengong, a native of Heyang (now Mengzhou, Henan) in the Tang Dynasty, and his ancestral home was Dengzhou. He is one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties. Self-proclaimed county looks Changli, known as Han Changli in the world (the word "county looks" is a combination of "county" and "hope". "County" is an administrative division, "Wang" is an aristocratic family, and the combination of "County King" refers to the aristocratic family within a certain region and country. And Han Yu lives in Changli, so he is also called Han Changli. In his later years, he served as assistant minister of the official department, also known as the Korean official department. Liu Zongyuan and Liu Zongyuan are both advocates of the ancient prose movement, and they are also called "Liu Han". They are known as "great writers" and "scholars of hundreds of generations", and put forward the idea of "combining literature with Taoism" and opposed the trend of courtship since the Six Dynasties. He is the author of 40 volumes of Han Changli's Collected Works, Foreign Collected Works 10, Teachers' Comments, etc. It has the reputation of "the decline of eight generations".
3. Poems describing hairstyles
1, her dark hair smells like mist, and her shoulders are cold. -Du Fu
2, hair combed thousands of times, fine lines. Raising young cranes makes the seeds high and loose. Baishi stayed up all night, and the cold spring was exhausted. Never leave the hiding place where the world meets. -Tang Jiadao's Taoist in the Mountain
3, the jade piano is not completely played, and the phoenix bun is off.
4. The lone minister frost three thousands of feet, fireworks weighs ten thousand years.
5, holding Qingyun to bully indigo, eyebrows like a knife.
6, holding dark clouds, eyebrows bent crescent; Muscles are as cold as snow, and the face is lined with the morning glow.
7. The temples are like dark clouds, and the hands are like sharp bamboo shoots. Obviously, the cardamom is still fragrant, and it is suspected that the peach blossoms are just beginning to bloom.
8, the eyebrows sweep the tender willows in early spring; Sweet muscles flapping on the moon, green temples loose Chu Yun cave.
9. Weng Cong's wife in Qi Mei is also very virtuous. My sister-in-law has a beautiful face. The hair is messy and the bun is biased. Love stands at the helm. -Chen's "Fisherman's Word/Fisherman"
4. What are the four words that describe "hair"?
The four-word idiom to describe "hair" is: full of silver hair, novel hairstyle, fluffy and natural, soft hair, black shawl, black and shiny, black hair fluttering, full of black silk, thick and soft, black and curly, white hair like silver, greasy and soft, rosy and hair, hard to ponder, misty sideburns and black hair. Full of black silk, thick and soft, black and curly, white hair like silver, greasy and soft, splashing like ink, flowing, long hair fluttering, hair like clouds, shiny and smooth, full of black hair, shiny and smooth, long shawl, full of green hair, black hair, long shawl hair.
example sentence
1 Seeing my mother's silver hair, I shed tears unconsciously.
Seeing the girl with long hair fluttering in front of me, my heart hit like a deer.
After using that shampoo, my hair is black and shiny.
He has a new hairstyle, which is very novel.
My girlfriend's hair feels slender and soft.
She lowered her head, and in an instant, it poured out like ink.
Poetry about short hair 1. Sentences or words described by girls' short hair
Cut shoulders, slim waist, slender figure, duck egg face, handsome eyebrow eye, looking forward to flying, forgetting the essence of literary talent. Snowflakes fell on her golden hair and looked beautiful when rolled around her shoulders, but she didn't pay attention to them. (The little match girl) Give you two poems: the sound of waves, dusk, and wandering alone.
Looking around, the rain and fog are hazy, but seagulls are flying. Circling, singing softly: where are you going? Tides rise and fall, tides rise and fall, and running water sweeps away time.
Stand still and meditate. Who can solve my madness? Three points helpless, four points desolate, more sad. Good dreams don't last long, good times don't last long, and sentimentality is empty and melancholy.
Night falls and seagulls fly. Where are they going? I feel so, I dream so, where to go? A girl in the ice and snow is like a grain of dust. When I first saw the West Lake, it was difficult to understand the right and wrong. She loves her whole body and hates a breeze, a soul, a sword and a glass of wine. How many grievances do you have in the Jianghu? In a drunken dream, I suddenly looked back on everything. Some heavy scenes, some pine trees, some distant mountains and some bells. You are so beautiful, as beautiful as a lyric poem. You are full of girlish innocence and youthful elegance.
What impressed me most was your clear eyes like a lake, and your long flashing eyelashes. I like asking, caring and greeting.
You are like a soft cloud floating around in front of my eyes, and your beautiful face is rippling with a beautiful smile like spring. In your big bright eyes, I can always capture your serenity, your enthusiasm, your intelligence and your sensitivity.
Actually, the first time I saw you was in a photo. In the photo, you are holding your chin and staring thoughtfully.
That tenderness, that beauty, that charm, let me unforgettable for a long time. Waterfall-like long hair, elegant dress, standard oval face, smart almond eyes, that kind of sedate and dignified temperament, even naughty people will be cautious when they see you.
Far away, I look at your back, and your black hair is tied behind your head with a bunch of big red ribbons, like a waterfall pouring down from a mountain stream under a quiet mountain. You came in skipping. A red coat and a tight belt looked so light and vigorous, just like a red cloud floating in the sky.
The way you smile is the most touching. Two thin lips are smiling, long eyes are smiling, and the two dimples on your cheek are also smiling. In all fairness, although you are far from the image of "clever smile and beautiful eyes", your skin is fair, your figure is slim, your facial features are correct and delicate, and you feel like "clear water gives you hibiscus".
The moment I first touched you, I strongly felt that you exuded a wonderful gentle atmosphere. Spring flowers and autumn moon are a scene praised by poets, but I feel very ordinary about it.
Only your smile embedded with pear vortex is the most beautiful idol in my eyes. How can green willows compare with your hair? How can green ripples compare with your eyes; Sometimes, I stare at your Zhang Yuzhao at the bedside and feel that the whole world is immersed in beautiful spring scenery forever.
You are a bit like the moon in the sky and a twinkling star. It's a pity that I'm not a poet, or I'll write 10 thousand poems to describe your beauty. You are the goddess of ivory carving, generous, dignified, gentle and quiet, which make men admire you deeply.
The orange suit is naturally open, revealing red and white sweaters and lake blue tights, which set off slender legs, which is both sloppy and beautiful. Your costume is a success! When the wind blew your hair dry, I was simply fascinated: in the shiny shawl soft hair, in the faint eyebrows, in the clear eyes like water … you are so beautiful! Although you are slender and petite, you speak softly, but you are very powerful. This is a real spiritual beauty! Your elegant manners, charming and beautiful appearance, charming and decent manners and elegant and generous speech left a deep impression on me from the beginning.
You walked into the living room from the outside with a bunch of laughter, casually wearing a red sweatshirt, so beautiful, so enthusiastic, so simple, an unspeakable love suddenly rose in my heart. You are a butterfly among flowers and a bud among lilies.
No matter what clothes you wear, you are always so dignified and beautiful. You are wearing a purple cheongsam. From a distance, you really look like a flying butterfly. The color is nice and soft.
Only lotus can be worthy of your holiness, and you can be worthy of your ice and moon. I found you in the crowd at a glance.
I dare not say that you are the most beautiful among them, but I dare say that you are the best among them. That delicate figure, elegant and charming manner, especially that raven hair, has an indescribable charm.
I don't know how to express the strongest and deepest impression you left in my heart. Is it your plump and tall figure? Fair skin? Dark and deep eyes? Small and rosy lips? But there is still an indescribable and elusive instrument that stirs my heart.
You came to me slowly: a brown-green spring shirt with white lace on the neckline; Dark green pants, two pants like knives; Milky white high heels ... Ah, Jane is really an elegant and sad statue! Your oval face, so white, curved eyebrows, so slender; Watery eyes, so bright! Two bends are like an eyebrow, a pair of eyebrows seem to be happy but not happy, and their eyes are full of sadness. This is a disease. Tears a little, breath slightly.
When you are free, it shines like a beautiful flower on the water, and when you act, it looks like a weak willow tree. The heart knows better than the stem, and the disease is not as good as the west.
Take care of the city first, then the country. If porcelain lips are beautiful, cherry blossoms are bright, teeth are bright, smiles are clever, eyes are beautiful, willow slender waist is too long and restoration is too short; Zhu Shi is too red and too pink. Willow eyebrows, almond eyes, cherry small mouth, willow waist, pen holder, loud voice.
When the powder is fragrant, it is weak and lonely. Looking back and smiling, it is charming and moving, and the powder and paint of the Sixth Palace have faded into nothingness. I was full of Dan gas, but my eyebrows were not drawn, so I stopped swinging and got up to adjust my slender hands.
Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe. Seeing someone coming, socks shoveled away Jin Chai and left in shame.
Looking back at the door, Wen Qingmei. The so-called beauty should take flowers as the appearance, birds as the sound, the moon as the god, jade as the bone, ice and snow as the skin, autumn water as the posture and poetry as the heart.
Embroidered curtain lotus smiled.
2. Poems describing hair should be poems, and the author is dispensable and the best.
Untitled Li Shangyin, the morning mirror makes clouds change, and the evening song dares to be cold. After Du Mu's first emperor went to the ancient palace and didn't return to drive, Pink was heartbroken. "Song of Eternal Sorrow" Bai Juyi walked onto the 36 ladies-in-waiting platform in Cao Ye with a half-new bun and a loose flower hat. Although Du Mu kept sheep and horses in Hehuang, he was white-haired and high-spirited. The widow in the mountain, Mrs. Du Xunhe, has a soldier attached to Mao Peng, and her clothes are on her temples. Spring brings new black hair. Chen Guchen frost hair three thousands of feet, fireworks in ten thousand. Liu Kezhuang, a northerner, a desolate old Beijing girl, still wears a beautiful makeup bun. Wen Tingyun, a singer from the south, carefully combed her eyebrows. Bodhisattva Man Feng Yansi's jade harp is unfinished, and the phoenix bun is tied with a hairpin. Feng Yansi, the Bodhisattva, left Qingjiang River to pick lotus at night.
3. Ancient poems describing short hair
Short hair ancient poetry:
Jiutianshi villa
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
I am sad when I am old, strong and generous when I am old, and I am happy today.
Ashamed of blowing a hat with short hair, smiling at others is the crown.
Clear water falls far away from a thousand streams, and Yushan is high and two peaks are cold.
Who will be healthy at this meeting next year? Look at dogwood carefully when you are drunk.
An Gongzi Di Li Chong Yang Hao
Year: Song Author: Chao
Di Li Zhongyang is good. Blow a hat on your short hair again. The scenery is still the same everywhere, but Zun is older than his predecessors. Thinking of that year, my partner fell in love with me. Boast a handsome tour and try to buy a thousand golden smiles. Now haggard, just like Hua Xu.
When was this hate? I'm worried about my old friend. Xiaoqu Shenfang was idle and trusted the horse, quietly covering Zhu Fei. How can I be sentimental? It's a waste of sound for me. But to the ear gently. Tao Ying recently forgot that Lu Lang was young.
Linjiang Xianjun is like a thousand bamboos on a cliff.
Year: Song Author: Chao
You are like a thousand bamboos on a cliff, and the solitary branches reflect the dawn of wormwood. You can't lose thousands of dollars. Scratch your short hair when you are free, and sing a good sentence about your waist. When Lanzhou returned to Chu after drinking, he missed where tonight was. Huainan is full of water and clouds. He hates spring grass, so there should be little tricks.
Pursuing harmony with the melody of water
Year: Song Author: Zhang
Raise your hand to catch the guest, cut the trace and plant the melon. Come to Wuhui again and see the autumn scenery of the five lakes. The storm is swaying in my ears, fame and fortune are erratic, and I can't shoot my head. Lonely and negative, looking forward to my hometown. The primitive dream, waving ancient tears, spread all over the southern States. Yuan Honghu is full of heroism, lying 100 feet in a tall building. Short hair cream sticks to the sideburns, it rains on sunny nights, and I like listening to Waminggou. There is also a strong heart for all rivers.
Man xing XV
Year: Meta Author: Wang Mian
The autumn wind is clear and the bright moon shines on the mountains and rivers.
There are few wars in the countryside, and there are many drums in empty cities.
Take off your towel, pity your short hair, and feel drunk.
Sitting on the yellow flowers, singing the songs of white bamboo.
Sick thoughts
Year: Song Author: Lu You
Short hair and Sasha Vujacic are not satisfied with the hairpin, let alone looking for it.
A few spoonfuls of light rice support the rest, and one side is fragrant.
The path is covered with ancient moss, and the empty hall is full of insects.
Leisurely makes the boat more prosperous, five feet deep before the autumn water.
Geng Tianqi presented four poems with bamboo crowns.
Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi
Bamboo roots are better than bamboo crowns, so you must have short hair first and then dry it.
Let the mountain people see, don't wear a square hat to keep out the cold.
4. Poems about hair
Untitled 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.
5. Poems about hair and haircut
Poems about hair and haircut:
Li Bai's Seventeen Songs of Autumn with White Hair (Part Two)
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow as long?
I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror!
This is a poem expressing anger. With unrestrained passion and romantic artistic techniques, the poet created the image of "self", gave vent to deep resentment and depression, and exerted a strong and touching artistic power. "White hair and three thousands of feet, the fate seems long?" Split the air, such as spring tide rushing, such as volcanic eruption, shocking. It is really incomprehensible to look at the phrase "three thousands of feet with white hair". How can white hair "three thousands of feet"? When I read the next sentence, "Sorrow is like a beard", I suddenly understood that the original white hair "Three thousands of feet" was born of sorrow and grew up because of sorrow! Worry gives birth to white hair, but people are aware of it, but it is three times as long as thousands of feet. How many deep worries should there be? The fateful weight of ten words falls on one word "sadness". Writing sadness is incredible! Fantasy strange sentences can't help but make people marvel at the poet's boldness of vision and pen power.
Tang Hanyu's "Meeting the Teacher"
Those who learn from others are unruly people.
Love mountains and rivers, be aloof from things, and thank friends.
Take off your hair and fly to find dust.
Siming made a fortune, and the ladder was empty in autumn.
Then I went to heaven and looked at the platform. All the valleys were rugged.
Stay at the top of the night and look up at the stars.
Blowing wood and stone, surging with the breath of Shao Jun.
……
Send to the Lord is a poem by Han Yu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Han Yu (768~824) was renamed Changli, so he was called Han Changli and posthumous title Wengong, so he was called Han Wengong, a native of Heyang (now Mengzhou, Henan) in the Tang Dynasty, and his ancestral home was Dengzhou. He is one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties. Self-proclaimed county looks Changli, known as Han Changli in the world (the word "county looks" is a combination of "county" and "hope". "County" is an administrative division, "Wang" is an aristocratic family, and the combination of "County King" refers to the aristocratic family within a certain region and country. And Han Yu lives in Changli, so he is also called Han Changli. In his later years, he served as assistant minister of the official department, also known as the Korean official department. Liu Zongyuan and Liu Zongyuan are both advocates of the ancient prose movement, and they are also called "Liu Han". They are known as "great writers" and "scholars of hundreds of generations", and put forward the idea of "combining literature with Taoism" and opposed the trend of courtship since the Six Dynasties. He is the author of 40 volumes of Han Changli's Collected Works, Foreign Collected Works 10, Teachers' Comments, etc. It has the reputation of "the decline of eight generations".
Poetry about short hair 1. Poems about hair are poems, and the author is dispensable and the best.
Untitled Li Shangyin, the morning mirror makes clouds change, and the evening song dares to be cold. After Du Mu's first emperor went to the ancient palace and didn't return to drive, Pink was heartbroken. "Song of Eternal Sorrow" Bai Juyi walked onto the 36 ladies-in-waiting platform in Cao Ye with a half-new bun and a loose flower hat. Although Du Mu kept sheep and horses in Hehuang, he was white-haired and high-spirited. The widow in the mountain, Mrs. Du Xunhe, has a soldier attached to Mao Peng, and her clothes are on her temples. Spring brings new black hair. Chen Guchen frost hair three thousands of feet, fireworks in ten thousand. Liu Kezhuang, a northerner, a desolate old Beijing girl, still wears a beautiful makeup bun. Wen Tingyun, a singer from the south, carefully combed her eyebrows. Bodhisattva Man Feng Yansi's jade harp is unfinished, and the phoenix bun is tied with a hairpin. Feng Yansi, the Bodhisattva, left Qingjiang River to pick lotus at night.
2. Ancient poems describing short hair
Short hair ancient poetry:
Jiutianshi villa
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
I am sad when I am old, strong and generous when I am old, and I am happy today.
Ashamed of blowing a hat with short hair, smiling at others is the crown.
Clear water falls far away from a thousand streams, and Yushan is high and two peaks are cold.
Who will be healthy at this meeting next year? Look at dogwood carefully when you are drunk.
An Gongzi Di Li Chong Yang Hao
Year: Song Author: Chao
Di Li Zhongyang is good. Blow a hat on your short hair again. The scenery is still the same everywhere, but Zun is older than his predecessors. Thinking of that year, my partner fell in love with me. Boast a handsome tour and try to buy a thousand golden smiles. Now haggard, just like Hua Xu.
When was this hate? I'm worried about my old friend. Xiaoqu Shenfang was idle and trusted the horse, quietly covering Zhu Fei. How can I be sentimental? It's a waste of sound for me. But to the ear gently. Tao Ying recently forgot that Lu Lang was young.
Linjiang Xianzi, you are like a thousand bamboos on a pale cliff.
Year: Song Author: Chao
You are like a thousand bamboos on a cliff, and the solitary branches reflect the dawn of wormwood. You can't lose thousands of dollars. Scratch your short hair when you are free, and sing a good sentence about your waist. When Lanzhou returned to Chu after drinking, he missed where tonight was. Huainan is full of water and clouds. He hates spring grass, so there should be little tricks.
Pursuing harmony with the melody of water
Year: Song Author: Zhang
Raise your hand to catch the guest, cut the trace and plant the melon. Come to Wuhui again and see the autumn scenery of the five lakes. The storm is swaying in my ears, fame and fortune are erratic, and I can't shoot my head. Lonely and negative, looking forward to my hometown. The primitive dream, waving ancient tears, spread all over the southern States. Yuan Honghu is full of heroism, lying 100 feet in a tall building. Short hair cream sticks to the sideburns, it rains on sunny nights, and I like listening to Waminggou. There is also a strong heart for all rivers.
Man xing XV
Year: Meta Author: Wang Mian
The autumn wind is clear and the bright moon shines on the mountains and rivers.
There are few wars in the countryside, and there are many drums in empty cities.
Take off your towel, pity your short hair, and feel drunk.
Sitting on the yellow flowers, singing the songs of white bamboo.
Sick thoughts
Year: Song Author: Lu You
Short hair and Sasha Vujacic are not satisfied with the hairpin, let alone looking for it.
A few spoonfuls of light rice support the rest, and one side is fragrant.
The path is covered with ancient moss, and the empty hall is full of insects.
Leisurely makes the boat more prosperous, five feet deep before the autumn water.
Geng Tianqi presented four poems with bamboo crowns.
Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi
Bamboo roots are better than bamboo crowns, so you must have short hair first and then dry it.
Let the mountain people see, don't wear a square hat to keep out the cold.
3. Poems about hair
Untitled 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.
4. Poems about hair and haircut
Poems about hair and haircut:
Li Bai's Seventeen Songs of Autumn with White Hair (Part Two)
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow as long?
I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror!
This is a poem expressing anger. With unrestrained passion and romantic artistic techniques, the poet created the image of "self", gave vent to deep resentment and depression, and exerted a strong and touching artistic power. "White hair and three thousands of feet, the fate seems long?" Split the air, such as spring tide rushing, such as volcanic eruption, shocking. It is really incomprehensible to look at the phrase "three thousands of feet with white hair". How can white hair "three thousands of feet"? When I read the next sentence, "Sorrow is like a beard", I suddenly understood that the original white hair "Three thousands of feet" was born of sorrow and grew up because of sorrow! Worry gives birth to white hair, but people are aware of it, but it is three times as long as thousands of feet. How many deep worries should there be? The fateful weight of ten words falls on one word "sadness". Writing sadness is incredible! Fantasy strange sentences can't help but make people marvel at the poet's boldness of vision and pen power.
Tang Hanyu's "Meeting the Teacher"
Those who learn from others are unruly people.
Love mountains and rivers, be aloof from things, and thank friends.
Take off your hair and fly to find dust.
Siming made a fortune, and the ladder was empty in autumn.
Then I went to heaven and looked at the platform. All the valleys were rugged.
Stay at the top of the night and look up at the stars.
Blowing wood and stone, surging with the breath of Shao Jun.
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Send to the Lord is a poem by Han Yu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Han Yu (768~824) was renamed Changli, so he was called Han Changli and posthumous title Wengong, so he was called Han Wengong, a native of Heyang (now Mengzhou, Henan) in the Tang Dynasty, and his ancestral home was Dengzhou. He is one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties. Self-proclaimed county looks Changli, known as Han Changli in the world (the word "county looks" is a combination of "county" and "hope". "County" is an administrative division, "Wang" is an aristocratic family, and the combination of "County King" refers to the aristocratic family within a certain region and country. And Han Yu lives in Changli, so he is also called Han Changli. In his later years, he served as assistant minister of the official department, also known as the Korean official department. Liu Zongyuan and Liu Zongyuan are both advocates of the ancient prose movement, and they are also called "Liu Han". They are known as "great writers" and "scholars of hundreds of generations", and put forward the idea of "combining literature with Taoism" and opposed the trend of courtship since the Six Dynasties. He is the author of 40 volumes of Han Changli's Collected Works, Foreign Collected Works 10, Teachers' Comments, etc. It has the reputation of "the decline of eight generations".