But the source is unknown.
Besides the above, there are some other poems about men combing women's hair, as follows:
It's a sunny day in Liu Xia Lake, and willows are weeping at the lake. Xiaoman leaned against her waist, rolled herself up, looked in the mirror and combed her hair in front of abortion. -"Posting the topic, the national tax Langzhong Garden Pavilion, and Liu Twenty-sixth Wing" Yang Wanli Qu
I have been searching for chapters for a long time, and I don't comb my hair in the greenhouse. Who taught her husband to meddle, beg and worry through the ages? -"Chen Kouhua Shi Tong Reading" Jiang Kuige
Apricot blossoms bloom in Qingming small courtyard. At halftime, Zhu Fei and Little Swallow came. Xiao Qi combed her hair and faced Yutai. Shine on your cheeks. I am ashamed to see myself surprised and thin. -"Painting Emei" Zhang Jige
Hair is beautiful, sleep is urgent, and first frost is just right. A little wind in the window gap can blow a spider web around. -"Five Poems about Rain and Cold on February 1st" Yang Wanli's Song
Get a longevity coupon, a feast from heaven. Luoge, Lugong College, Zuoji Year, Lv Wang. Sit on your tongue, comb your hair and cover your shoulders with snow. Think of the old and use it, fly to the nymph. -"Chang Lu Shu Biao" Shengshi Zhong Song