Poetry about alopecia 1. What are the poems related to "hair loss overnight due to sadness"?
1. Today in the sun, comb off a few stems.
2. Snow hair falls with the comb, and frost hair hangs down.
In the past, Zhu Yan became a dying tooth, and his white hair became droopy.
There are more stems on the temples now.
5. The short temple is depressed and lost, and the world is really like a postal kiosk.
1. White Hair was written by Tang Bai Juyi, and the whole poem is as follows:
When the white hair knows the season, the darkness is with me.
Today, in the sun, comb off a few stems.
My family doesn't like it, so I sympathize with you
I don't know what's wrong with my cloud.
Ordinary people are 30 years old, strong outside and weak inside.
But thinking about sleeping and eating is reduced by 20 hours.
Besides, I'm forty years old and I'm in poor shape.
The bookworm lost his eyes and the wine made him sick.
Dear, the sky is falling, those who are still walking.
For a long time, nothing will happen. It's too late.
From the world to the old age, three diseases appeared one after another.
There is no cure in this world except the idea of lifelessness.
2. From "White Hair" by Tang Juyi, the whole poem is as follows:
Snow hair falls with the comb, and frost hair hangs on the temples.
Add the old smell and replace the old container.
Although it is as long as paint, it is always a flawless silk.
I hate being in the mirror when my head is half black and half white.
3. From "Sighing White Hair" by Tang Wangwei, the whole poem is as follows:
In the past, Zhu Yan became a hazy tooth.
White hair instantly droops.
How many sad things have happened in my life,
Don't sell to an empty door.
4. From Cen Can's "Sighing White Hair"
White happens to be weird,
There is nothing you can do about it.
Today in the temple,
It's not just counting stems.
5. From Lu You's "Seeing white hair in the mirror when you are sick, there are no ten winter and summer when you are old, and occasionally long sentences"
The short temple is depressed and lost, and the world is really like a postal kiosk.
This made Guan dream for ten years and didn't sleep for three days.
It's hard to build a book, but who listens to the iron song?
If the guest comes to find a place to go, he will sleep leisurely and lean on the screen.
2. Ancient poems describing hair
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
Make a thousand wishes before the pillow, waiting 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.
3. What ancient poems describe "hair"
1, "Bath" Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
After years of not taking a bath, my skin is covered with dirt. If you take a bath today, you will lose weight. Old color, white head and temples, weak form. There is a leftover band in the width of the dress, so it is difficult to comb the hair. Ask yourself what year this year is, the beginning of spring and autumn. Forty has been like this, and seventy knows nothing.
2, "My Boy" years: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
My baby is arrow. Arrow is only seven years old. I am not a gifted scholar, but I pity you for not having a brother. Although the upbringing is arrogant, the sexual knowledge is quite smart. Do your mother's thrush and let me recite poems. My tooth will fall out today. Your tooth was born yesterday. My hair is falling out, and your bun is just beginning to take shape. Young and old don't treat each other, and your father failed your children and babies. I miss the hearts of the ancients. Cai Yong read Moon Hee, and Yu Gong sighed Ti Ying. Dare I ask what your strength is? But I haven't forgotten my father's feelings.
3, "Sigh Before Flowers" Age: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
Fifty-two years ago, fifty-five years this year. At the age of 20, I know what I have done in class, and I can bring it into the snow from first frost. A few people are too old to feel sorry for themselves, and Fan Li and tachileik are ruined. There are plum blossoms in the south and plum blossoms in the north, and they like to be flower owners every year. Whoever advises drinking before drinking can sit, sing and dance. Want to look at the flowers carefully and try to know that there will be no wind and rain tomorrow?
4, "Hu Tenger" Age: Tang Author: Li Duan
Hu Teng is a child of Liangzhou, and his skin is like a jade nose. Tongbu light shirt rolls back and forth, and grapes hang on one side. Kneel in front of the tent as the local voice, pick up the lapel, fiddle with the sleeves and let the king dance. An old shepherd in Xi closed his eyes and watched, while a poet in Charlotte copied music and poetry. Raise your eyebrows and move your eyes on the carpet, and the red sweat exchanges with the beaded hat. Drunk and inclined east and west, the boots before the lamp are weak. All swiftness in the circle should be coordinated, and the backhand is akimbo. Si Tong suddenly put on a song, whining about the hair in the corner of her eyes. Hu Tengger singer and Hu Tengger singer, do you know the way to your hometown?
5, "Xiao Yi Ni Shi" Year: Tang Author: Wang Jian
Fresh shaved hair, born without eyebrows. The body is light and steady, but the heart is slow and remembers the night. It is out of date to arouse the invasion of dawn and urge fasting. Spring steps down, flowers work privately.
6, "Gift Weng" years: Tang Author: Wang Jian
I like to borrow my neighbors, so I don't worry. See the sun and the fairy medicine, and save the patient with calligraphy.
Spend the summer with a monk and lie in the middle of wine for ten days. You deserve the power of cinnabar, and you will make new progress in spring.
7, "Moonlit Night" Year: Tang Author: 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? .
8, "Untitled" era: Tang Author: 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. Poems describing women's hair fluttering
Poems about women's hair
1. The mountains overlap and the gold disappears, and the clouds are fragrant and the cheeks are snowy. Too lazy to draw a moth eyebrow, too late to make up and wash. (Wen Tingjun)
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. (Du Fu)
3. The water attracts the eyes, and the mountains gather the eyebrows. If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, your eyebrows are shining. (You may need a sentence)
4. 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.
5. Rollo is long and short, and the green temples are not low. Long eyebrows and a jade-like face, and a fine gauze on her wrist.
6. Holding the dark clouds and bending the crescent moon; Muscles are as cold as snow, and the face is lined with the morning glow.
7. stand out. I woke up tired of embroidery. What a good pulse, it dries up before dawn and clings like a willow.
8. Clouds lightly comb cicadas, moths lightly brush spring mountains.
9. The sideburns hold Qingyun to bully indigo, and the eyebrows are like knives.
10. Browse tender willows in early spring; Sweet muscles flapping on the moon, green temples loose Chu Yun cave.
1 1. The eyebrows are dizzy and beautiful, and the two crows paint fragrant clouds.