Ancient poems describing women's hair

1. Ancient poems about hair

2. Poetry about classical women's hair

Ancient poems about hair 1. 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: "Since my uncle's east, it's like flying into the sky;" 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.

2. Ancient poems about 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

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.

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. ...

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?

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. Poems of ancient women sending men hair

Leave a wife: Su Wu

There is no doubt about love when you are married. Have fun tonight. This is a good time.

What is the night when recruiters look into the distance? There are no more participants. Quit your job from now on.

On the battlefield, long time no see. Shake hands with a sigh and tears will make a living.

Try to love Chunhua, and don't forget when you are happy. Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc.

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I got married as an adult and loved each other. Joy is only tonight, and two lovers should make good use of this wonderful moment.

Expeditionary people always want to hit the road and get up to see when it will be late at night. I can't see all the stars in the sky Let's say goodbye.

Ordered to go to the battlefield, the two have not yet met. Hold hands, sigh, leave, and cry more.

Try to cherish your youth and don't forget the happy time. Come back when you are alive, and always miss each other when you are dead.

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In ancient feudal society, women were more strictly controlled than men. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "three steps never leave the boudoir". Always pay attention to your appearance, manners and manners. You should look like a good family. Naturally, there are men who appreciate your liking. They don't express it directly, but generally express their liking through their own keepsakes.

The ancients attached great importance to body parts and thought it was also a part of "filial piety" Therefore, among the Three Kingdoms, Xia Houdun was shot in the eye by an arrow and shouted, "The blood of the father, the essence and the mother must not be abandoned!" Eat your eyes back in one bite. Give a part of your body to your sweetheart to show your infinite love. Hair is naturally the most suitable.

Therefore, in ancient times, women often cut off a bunch of hair and gave it to their lovers as a token of love. It has been said in ancient times that women show their intentions and determination in this way. If men respond, they will also send something that they stick to themselves, usually Yu Pei.

Sogou Encyclopedia: Keep a wife.

Sogou encyclopedia: keepsake of ancient women

5. 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. Light body, steady worship, slow heart and late memory. 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! .

6. What are the ancient poems about hair?

1. Apes make white hair, long and short. -Li Bai's Song of Autumn Pu

2. The spirit was uneven and the white hair was like silk. -Li Bai's "There is respect for wine before two songs"

3. Who can close the book, Bai Shoutai Xuan Jing. -Li Bai's "Chivalry"

When the window is decorated with clouds and temples, paint the mirror yellow. -Mulan words

5. yellow hair hangs down and enjoys itself. -Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden

6. Don't comb your hair in the past and put it on your shoulders; Wan's knee is not poor either. Wei Niang's hair is too thin to comb. -Li He "Hao Ge"

7. The bun is loose and the lead is light. -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"

8. Don't be idle, grow old together and be sad-Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"

9. White-haired fisherman, I once watched the autumn moon spring breeze on the river-Yang Shen's "Linjiang Xianzi"

10. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change. -He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book

1 1. The wandering of my hometown corresponds to my enthusiasm and the early birth of Fahua. -Su Shi's "Niannujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia"

12. The players in her pear garden became white-haired, and the thin eyes of eunuchs were in her pepper yard; . -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

13. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she dared to sing the evening song in the moonlight. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

14. Jade pot moss, it's too late to sell wine. -Li Bai's "Unequal Wine"

15. If you are not idle, turn your head white and feel sad-Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"

Poems about classical women's hair 1. 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.

Stay up late and get it out! No credit, no hard work.

2. Poems of ancient women sending men hair