"Look, the lock in the mirror on the high building is so cute. It is still as black as silk in the morning and turns into snow at night" comes from the second paragraph of the ancient poem "Into the wine" written by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The whole poem is as follows:
Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return?
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! .
Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.
Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! .
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.
Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.
Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .
Wu, Qiu,
Give them to the boy in exchange for wine and share your sorrow forever.
2. The poem describing hair is 1. The mountains overlap and the gold disappears, and the clouds want to smell the snow. 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.
3. Poems describing "hair" What are the poems describing "hair": 1? "Song of Autumn Pu" Tang Li Bai's white hair is three thousands of feet, and his sorrow is like a long beard.
I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror. 2. "Nan Ge Zi Lie How Low Comb Bun" Tang Wen Ting "Cloud Lie How Low Comb Bun", Lian Juan scanned her eyebrows.
I have been thinking about you all day. Fatigue is king, when flowers bloom.
The nameless temple is like a dark cloud, and its hands are like sharp bamboo shoots. Obviously, cardamom is still fragrant, and it is like the beginning of peach.
4. "Moonlight Night" Don Dufu is far away in Fuzhou. She is watching the moonlight, alone from the bedroom window. 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? .
5. "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia" Song Sushi's return to a river, a romantic figure through the ages. Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
1. autumn song translation: white hair is long because of sad mood. I wonder who is the white-haired man in the mirror? Appreciation: 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. I feel it personally! Li Bai has the ambition of "striving for his talents, willing to help him" and the ideal of "making the atlas area big and the sea county clear" (see Dai Shoushan's Answer to Meng Shaofu's Book for details). 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. Then, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and a solitary chant of "Three thousands of feet with White Hair" occurred, which made the world's future generations know their grief and indignation. The legendary sentence is a must.
2. Translation of "How low is the comb bun in the South Geziwo": At this time, the heroine naturally misses her lover more strongly, and it is no wonder that she is "tired for the king". The "haggard" woman's face was once set off by the poet with "flowers", which formed a strong contrast: the beautiful woman's face was haggard day by day by acacia, flower of life withered and withered, and the flowers of nature bloomed everywhere, conveying a vibrant spring.
Appreciation: This poem about love in a boudoir is about the unforgettable thoughts of a boudoir woman for her lover. The words are short and pithy, but the deep and delicate love of women is extremely profound and exciting.
3. Anonymous translation: sideburns are like dark clouds, hands are like pointed bamboo shoots, and cardamom is still fragrant, like the beginning of peach. The sideburns are like dark clouds, the hands are like pointed bamboo shoots, and the "cardamom" is still fragrant, like a peach blossom.
Appreciation: The whole poem describes the state of women's hair and hands in a beautiful style. Expressed the poet's deep affection for his lover.
The moon in Zhangzhou must be equally clear and round tonight. If you miss your wife, you can only watch it alone. Poor little child, how can you feel the sadness of missing? Hazy, perhaps wet his wife's sideburns; The cold moonlight should reflect the cold jade arm of his wife.
When can we meet again and enjoy the moon by leaning against the thin curtain? It is a certain moonlight, let the moonlight dry our tears silently.
Appreciation: The poem is unique, which means that by imagining the scene that his wife misses him, the poet shows his feelings of missing his wife more deeply, and also expresses his desire for a happy reunion after the war has subsided. 5. The translation of Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia: river of no return, the surging waves wash away all the heroes of the ages.
To the west of Laoying, people say it was the Red Cliff where Zhou Yu fought fiercely in the Three Kingdoms. Steep stone walls soar into the sky, and thunderous waves beat against the river bank, and the waves aroused seem to have rolled up thousands of accumulated snow.
The majestic mountains and rivers are picturesque, and how many heroes have emerged at one time. Looking back at Zhou Yu's spring breeze, Qiao, a peerless beauty, just married him, full of heroic spirit.
Wearing a nylon scarf, the hand-rocking feather fan was talking and laughing, and the battleship of the strong enemy burned to ashes. Today, I wandered in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature delivery of white hair.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay homage to the bright moon on the river. Appreciation: On the whole, the word is magnificent in weather, rich in style and singing high into the clouds, and its grand realm is unprecedented.
The whole article is carefully chosen, but it is also lined with harmonious sentences. Handsome generals and young beautiful women set each other off as an interest, and the thoughts of lofty sentiments and super-broad feelings overlap and turn, making the village harmonious and straight. Especially for the first time, he created a hero image with unprecedented boldness of vision and artistic strength, revealed the author's feelings of being willing to serve the country and being willing to pay, and opened up a new way to express important social themes with ci, which had great influence.
According to Yu Wenbao's record of blowing swords, some people thought that this word must have been sung by a big man from Kansai with a copper pipa and an iron rake. Although they are limited by traditional ideas, they can't help sneering at the new style of Dongpo's ci, but on the other hand, it also shows that the appearance of this word has really had a deafening impact on the ci circle in the Northern Song Dynasty, where the lingering sound is still prevalent.
4. Long hair love ancient prose description is too long to add one point, too short to subtract one point; Zhu Shi is too red and too pink.
The clouds are soaked in ink, and the chicken hair is flying.
Cloud sleeves gently move butterfly dance, slender waist slowly twist silk sash.
When she moves, the clouds of her hair, the petals of her cheeks, the golden ripples of her crown,
The mountains overlap, the golden light disappears, and the clouds on the temples want to smell the snow on their cheeks. Too lazy to draw moths and eyebrows, too late to make up and wash. I looked at the front and back mirrors of the flowers, and the flowers were facing the flowers. The newly embroidered giggles are all golden partridges.
My Fair Lady, a gentleman is eager to find. Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley. I have a bun on my head and a bright moon in my ear; When Monkey saw Luo Fu, he brushed his mustache. When the teenager saw Luo Fu, he took off his hat and put on his hoe. The tiller forgot his plow and the hoe forgot his hoe. Come to complain, but sit and watch Luo Fu.
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5. There are three poems describing the longest hair: thousands of feet's white hair, which looks like a long beard.
Interpretation: White hair is three times as long as thousands of feet, because sorrow is so long.
From the Song of Autumn Pu written by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Full text of ancient poetry: White hair and three thousands of feet, sorrow is like a beard. I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror.
Interpretation: White hair is three times as long as thousands of feet's, so long because of sorrow. Looking at the clear bronze mirror, I saw my rustling white hair, and I don't know how my hair became so white.
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Poetry appreciation:
This poem expresses the poet's depression in a romantic and exaggerated way.
The first sentence "three thousands of feet with white hair" is a wonderful exaggeration, which seems unreasonable. A person can't have seven feet tall and three thousand feet long hair. I didn't understand until I read the next sentence, "Fate is like a long sorrow", because sorrow is like this. White hair is born of sadness and grows because of sadness. This 3000-foot white hair is a symbol of inner sadness.
The tangible white hair in the poem is replaced by the intangible sadness, so these three thousands of feet's white hairs are naturally understood as artistic exaggeration.
The last two sentences, "I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror", further strengthen the description of the word "sorrow" by asking and answering, and express the poet's difficult dilemma. "Autumn frost" refers to white hair, which has a sad and haggard emotional color.
Creative background:
This poem was written in the last years of Tianbao in Li Longji, Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty. At this time, the Tang Dynasty was politically corrupt and the poet was deeply worried about the whole situation. At this time, Li Bai was over 50 years old. Not only could his ideal not be realized, but he was suppressed and excluded. Therefore, the poet is worried about his white hair and his temples are stained with autumn frost.
Sogou Encyclopedia-White Hair Three thousands of feet
6. An ancient poem about hair-Autumn Songpu by Li Bai
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.
7. Describe the title of the ancient poem with the longest hair: Seventeen Poems of Qiu Pu.
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.
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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.