Poems about hair in ancient poetry 1. What are the poems describing hair in ancient poetry?
Male hair poem:
Don Wang Jian, a gift to Weng-you deserve the power of cinnabar, and you have black hair in spring.
"Wounded Spring" Song Chen Yu Yi-first frost, an orphan minister, and thousands of feet, the fireworks weigh 10,000 every year.
The poem Niannujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia-Wandering home, affectionate, born early.
Female hair poem:
Tang Wen Ting Yun, Southern Song-I combed a low bun, and Lianjuan looked at my eyebrows.
Tang Feng Yansi, a "bodhisattva-hearted man"-JUNG WOO didn't play through, but Ji Feng Luan Chai took off.
"Bodhisattva-level person" Don Feng Yansi-she paddled in a bun and picked lotus leaves on the Qingjiang River at night.
"Bodhisattva Man" Ting Yun, Tang Wen-The mountains overlap, and the clouds are like flowers and snow. Too lazy to draw a moth eyebrow, too late to make up and wash.
Untitled Tang Li Shangyin —— Seeing clouds change in the morning mirror, singing at dusk dares to chill the moon.
"Song of Eternal Sorrow" Tang Bai Juyi-Ji Yun was half asleep and half awake. When he came up the steps, his hat was loose.
2. Ancient poems about hair
When the windows are decorated with clouds and temples, the mirrors are painted yellow (Mulan)
It is so high in the city. Four directions are higher than one night (the source of ancient poetry)
I used not to comb my hair, but it hung over my shoulders and stretched out on Lang's knees. What's not pathetic?
From ancient times to the present, no matter how thick the lines are, there are always too many concerns about the hair that is homophonic with "love". Just look at the verbs that describe combing your hair: pulling, sticking, pulling, and all kinds of hair styles: coiled hair style, Qiu Chan hair style, Wonuo hair style, Fuyun hair style, Feng Fei hair style ... There are so many beautiful names, which record a lot of annoying feelings. No wonder ancient literati advanced and retreated in the mood of "reading Taoist books casually and combing their hair under the crystal curtain". Even if she is as brave as Mulan, she has done a lot in the army on behalf of her father 12 years. The first task when she returns home is to "be a window manager and paint the mirror yellow", not to mention those gentle and lovely women. When their lover leaves, they will carefully cut off a lock of hair and let him take it away. Moreover, after parting from you, they gave up on themselves spontaneously: "from the east of my uncle, I am like a flying canopy;" Without ointment, who is suitable for it? "People who like themselves are not around, even their hair is messy, and they are too lazy to comb.
3. Ancient poems about hair
Li Bai's Qiu Ge
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard. I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror.
Don't be idle, you are white-headed and sad.
-Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"
Jade pot and green silk, it is too late to sell wine.
-Li Bai's "Unequal Wine"
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! !
-Li Bai's "Into the Wine"
The spring breeze upstairs is going to rest. Who can look at the sad hair in the mirror?
-Li Bai's "Yi Dao"
Apes have white hair, both long and short.
-Li Bai's Song of Autumn Pu
In those days, the spirit was uneven and the white hair was like silk.
-Li Bai's "There is respect for wine before two songs"
Who can close the book, Bai Shoutai Xuan Jing.
-Li Bai's "Chivalry"
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.
-Li Shangyin "Untitled"
The players in her pear garden became white-haired, and eunuchs were thin in her pepper yard. .
-Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
-Su Shi's "Niannujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia"
Baoji wears loose lead and light makeup.
Red mist's hood is airy and wobbly.
It's better to see love than to meet each other.
At the end of the song, people are scattered, and the wine wakes up slightly. May the moon be quiet.
-Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.
-He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
Zhu Jiang with white hair and jade bridge is used to watch the spring breeze of the moon in autumn.
-Yang Shen's "Linjiang Xian"
The yellow hair hangs low and enjoys itself.
-Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden
When the window is decorated with clouds and temples, the mirror is painted yellow.
-Mulan words
"The hair clasp wants to slip, and the bun is slightly off, but I am looking for cream powder."
The clouds are curled up in a bun, and the autumn is crisp and eye-catching. "
Learning to draw a pair of moths is unsuccessful, and the temples are blue. "
. . . . .. the above is taken from Zhou Zizhi's Ci.
Beauty bath, green swamp lotus.
Double bun like jade, Su E glow light green.
Elegant and elegant, leisurely and comfortable, snow reflects gold.
The water splashed blue silk beads intermittently, crisp and fragrant.
. . . . . . . . Visit Jinmen (Yanxuan)
I used to wear my hair over my shoulders instead of combing it. Wan's knee is not poor either.
Wei Niang's hair is too thin to comb. Hao Ge by Li He
Ouyang Xiu's Ci:
The bun is loosely tied, and the lead is lightly supplemented. The situation is uncertain and the situation is still ruthless. ...
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Clouds are messy, night makeup is not complete, and eyebrows are far away.
Leaning on the fragrant cheeks, spring bamboo shoots are tender, for whom to lean on tears?
The Book of Songs says: "Curly as a cloud, disdainful. "Curly hair" means thick black hair and "Curly hair" means bun. This ancient poem praised thick black hair as a dark cloud in the sky. With such dark hair, I'm too lazy to use a fake bun. Later generations often refer to women's hair as dark clouds, such as the word "dark clouds are high".
The ancients often praised women's hair as "curly hair". For example, "Twenty-eight Years of Zuo Gong" says: "Once upon a time, there was a woman, black and beautiful, whose name was Xuan Wife." "Taiping Magnolia" records that "it's pleasing to see (Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty) his (Wei Zifu's) temple". As soon as Wei Zifu's hair opened, it shone like a black waterfall, which immediately attracted the young Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. (It is said that Liang Wudi was worried about having no offspring at that time, so he paid more attention to some Taoist viewpoints, such as thick hair, vigorous qi and blood, vigorous qi and blood, longer life and more children. "Biography of the Empress Shen" and "Biography" recorded: "The hair is seven feet long, and it is like paint, and its light can be discerned." Another example is "Seven Discrimination of Selected Works of Zhao Ming": "Curly hair can be learned." "Juan" and "Xuan" are both words praising blackening. And the hair shines like a bronze mirror, which is amazing.
4. Ancient poems describing hair
Poems about hair
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"
10, striking. I woke up tired of embroidery. What a good pulse, it dries up before dawn and clings like a willow.
5. Poetry related to hair
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"
6. Ancient poems describing the longest hair
Title: Fifteen Poems and Seventeen Poems by Qiupu
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror.
Translation:
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.
Precautions:
Reason: reason, because.
A: So, so.
Author: Li Bai, the word Taibai, was a romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty, and was praised as a "poetic immortal" by later generations. Li Bai has more than 1000 poems, among which Li Taibai Ji has been handed down from generation to generation. He died in 762 at the age of 6 1.
Extended data
These seventeen poems were written during his second visit to Qiupu in the 13th year of Tianbao (754). At that time, Li Bai had left Chang 'an for ten years because of being left out in the cold. In the past ten years, Li Bai has traveled all over the world, feeling at home, talking about wine and poetry, and enjoying himself. When I visited thistle in the north, I saw that An Lushan was very powerful, and the king had raised carbuncle. At this time, he went to Jiangnan again with great grief and indignation.
People see the white hair on their heads and its length because they look in the mirror. The first two sentences are hidden in the mirror, and three or four sentences clearly say: "I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror!" " Autumn frost is white, representing its white hair. Seemingly repetitive but not repetitive, there is a sad and haggard emotional color that transcends the word "white" of white hair.
"I don't know" in the previous sentence is not really unknown, nor is it because I don't know that I asked "where". These two sentences are not questions, but angry words and bitter words. Poetic eyes are on the word "de" in the next sentence. Where did you get so worried? The word "de" goes straight to the exclusion and oppression suffered by the poet for half his life; I don't know why I'm worried about my white hair and autumn frost on my temples, and I feel it personally!
Li Bai has the ambition of "competing for beauty and helping others" and the ideal of "making the Atlas area big and the sea county clear". Despite his repeated setbacks, his ambition is not fade away. When he wrote this poem, he was already in his fifties, and his ambition had not been realized. When he was old, he had to suffer doubly. So, looking at yourself in the mirror is shocking, and the solitary chant of "Three thousands of feet with White Hair" happened, which made people in the world know their grief and indignation.
7. Ancient poems describing "the longest hair"
1. Sing by yourself
Tang Dynasty: Yan Qian in Tang Dynasty.
White hair three years in thousands of feet, youth forty. My teeth are shaky and my knees cramp like twins.
To be a strong official is not a person of an era, but a sage who is ignorant and cherishes the past. Seeing evil from the end, I have not endured it.
2.moonlit night
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room. For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .
The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
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.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
4. partridge day, ten thousand fireworks are forbidden.
Song Dynasty: Xiang Ziyin
There are also the ministers of Huai, the suggestion of Han, the assistant minister of Wang, and Cao Zhonggu.
Fireworks are forbidden, and the Aoshan Palace Que leans against the clear sky. The jade emperor arched clouds and traveled on land and sea.
The stars turned to fight and drove back the dragon. Five Hou Chiguan drunk spring breeze. Now the white hair is three thousands of feet, and the lamp is cold.
5. Meet an old friend on the road
Tang Dynasty: Yan Qian in Tang Dynasty.
Lanling City suddenly met and bid farewell to the hospitable country. If Liang Hui has an appointment with Uncle Ji,
Don't empty your cup for a while. Worry leads to three white hairs in thousands of feet, and the road to Qingshan weighs tens of thousands.
The colorful whip drives the horse away, and the painting bridge hisses and breaks the wind.