The more ancient poems or words about hair, the better and the better! indicate the source

White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow as long. I wonder where to look for autumn frost in the mirror.

I used to wear my hair over my shoulders instead of combing it. Wan Shenlang's knee, where is it not pitiful?

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. ...

Endless desire

A wisp of cloud, a wisp of jade, a thin shirt and a pair of light snails.

There are many autumn winds, and the rain is mild. There are three bananas outside the curtain, and the night is long.

tease

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?

Complain about one's feelings

Who is the companion of the cold embroidered quilt? Yixiang. Get up in spring and comb your hair in the setting sun.

If you want to write two eyebrows, have a rest. Full of green, a distant mountain. Modern building

Pusaman

I made a thousand wishes before my pillow, wanting to rest and wait for the green hills to rot. Fish scales floated on the water until the Yellow River dried up completely.

During the day, Beidou returns to the south and cannot rest. It will clear up after midnight.