There is a poem about hair 1. What poems describe "hair"?
1, Weng Guimei's wife is also very virtuous. My sister-in-law has a beautiful face. The hair is messy and the bun is biased. Love stands at the helm. -Chen's "Fisherman's Word/Fisherman"
2, eye-catching. I woke up tired of embroidery. What a good pulse, it dries up before dawn and clings like a willow.
3, the wind blows snow in the middle of the night, and the headscarf is not wrapped properly to open the window. The southern branch is dark and fragrant under the moon. -Bai Song Yuchan's "Two Rhymes Zeng Zhang Tan Mei"
I have been in the army since I was a child. The hair on the raw edge is vertical, and the hair on the bone is light. War horses are as precious as life, and nod swords are famous. Drunk, often scolding and sitting. -Zhu's Li Jiang
5. Chongyang has been worried last year and is still sighing this year. The hedge chrysanthemum only smiles, but it can't help falling in the mirror. The cool breeze fell on Gongnanmu again, and the old goose sang Hanbei House alone. Such a year can be missed, and poetry can be sorted out and written with new worries. -Song Chenyu's Double Ninth Festival
6, do not take a bath for many years, dust is full of skin. If you take a bath today, you will lose weight. Old color, white hair, weak branches. 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 is already like this. What about seventy? -Don Bai Juyi's Bathing
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. -Du Fu
8, hair combed thousands of times, fine lines. Raising young cranes makes the seeds high and loose. Baishi stayed up all night, and the cold spring was exhausted. Never leave the hiding place where the world meets. -Tang Jiadao's Taoist in the Mountain
9, the mountains overlap and the gold disappears, and the clouds want to snow. Too lazy to draw a moth eyebrow, too late to make up and wash. —— Wen Tingjun
10, water is the eye and mountain is the eyebrow peak. If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, your eyebrows are shining.
2. Poems about 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.
3. Poems about hair
1, her dark hair smells like mist, and her shoulders are cold. -Du Fu
2, hair combed thousands of times, fine lines. Raising young cranes makes the seeds high and loose. Baishi stayed up all night, and the cold spring was exhausted. Never leave the hiding place where the world meets. -Tang Jiadao's Taoist in the Mountain
3, the jade piano is not completely played, and the phoenix bun is off.
4. The lone minister frost three thousands of feet, fireworks weighs ten thousand years.
5, holding Qingyun to bully indigo, eyebrows like a knife.
6, holding dark clouds, eyebrows bent crescent; Muscles are as cold as snow, and the face is lined with the morning glow.
7. 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.
8, the eyebrows sweep the tender willows in early spring; Sweet muscles flapping on the moon, green temples loose Chu Yun cave.
9. Weng Cong's wife in Qi Mei is also very virtuous. My sister-in-law has a beautiful face. The hair is messy and the bun is biased. Love stands at the helm. -Chen's "Fisherman's Word/Fisherman"
10, striking. I woke up tired of embroidery. What a good pulse, it dries up before dawn and clings like a willow.
1 1, the wind blew snow all over the stairs in the middle of the night, and the headscarf was not wrapped properly to open the window. The southern branch is dark and fragrant under the moon. -Bai Song Yuchan's "Two Rhymes Zeng Zhang Tan Mei"
12, I have been in the army since I was a child, and I have to fight because of my official position. The hair on the raw edge is vertical, and the hair on the bone is light. War horses are as precious as life, and nod swords are famous. Drunk, often scolding and sitting. -Zhu's Li Jiang
13. Last year, I had a lot on my mind. This year, I am still sighing. The hedge chrysanthemum only smiles, but it can't help falling in the mirror. The cool breeze fell on Gongnanmu again, and the old goose sang Hanbei House alone. Such a year can be missed, and poetry can be sorted out and written with new worries. -Song Chenyu's Double Ninth Festival
14, I didn't take a bath for many years, and my skin was covered with dirt. If you take a bath today, you will lose weight. Old color, white hair, weak branches. 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 is already like this. What about seventy? -Don Bai Juyi's Bathing
15, clouds lightly brush cicada wings, moths lightly brush spring mountains.
16, water is the eye and mountain is the eyebrow peak. If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, your eyebrows are shining.
17, Ji Yun was half asleep. When she came along the balcony, her flower hat came loose.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she used her evening song to fight against the cold of the moonlight.
19, dizzy eyebrows and beautiful mountains float, and two crows draw fragrant clouds on their temples. ()
20, Luo Luo has a length, green temples are not low. Long eyebrows and a jade-like face, and a fine gauze on her wrist.
2 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
4. What poems describe "hair"
Poems describing "hair" are: 1. "Qiu Puge" 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. "How low the South Gezi lies in the comb bun" Tang Wenting sleeps in the comb bun, and Lian Juan scans 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, and 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, and 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.
5. Are there any poems about hair?
Li Bai's Poem Seventeen Songs of Autumn with White Hair (XV)
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow as long?
I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror!
This is a poem expressing anger. With unrestrained passion and romantic artistic techniques, the poet created the image of "self", gave vent to deep resentment and depression, and exerted a strong and touching artistic power.
"White hair and three thousands of feet, the fate seems long?" Split the air, such as spring tide rushing, such as volcanic eruption, shocking. It is really incomprehensible to look at the phrase "three thousands of feet with white hair". How can white hair "three thousands of feet"? When I read the next sentence, "Sorrow is like a beard", I suddenly understood that the original white hair "Three thousands of feet" was born of sorrow and grew up because of sorrow! Worry gives birth to white hair, but people are aware of it, but it is three times as long as thousands of feet. How many deep worries should there be? The fateful weight of ten words falls on one word "sadness". Writing sadness is incredible! Fantasy strange sentences can't help but make people marvel at the poet's boldness of vision and pen power.
There are many sad examples in classical poetry. Luo Dajing, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote in "Jade Dew in the Crane Forest": "Some poets use mountains as a metaphor for their worries, and Du Shaoling said,' Worry comes like a mountain (according to newspapers and periodicals, it is regarded as' Qi finally goes south'), and it is impossible to shovel holes'; Some people use water as a metaphor for sadness. Li Qiyun said,' Please measure the water in the East China Sea and look at the shallow and deep sorrow'. " Li Bai found a new way to describe the depth of sorrow with the length of "white hair and three thousands of feet", which is "particularly novel" and "prosperity is more meaningful than China" (ibid.). People will not only take the poet's unreasonable troubles seriously, but will sincerely appreciate this unnatural and popular strange sentence and feel sympathy for the poet's sigh.
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 will understand:
"I don't know where the autumn frost is 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. I feel it personally! Li Bai has the ambition of "bravely competing for his talents and 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). Despite his repeated setbacks, his ambition is not fade away. When he wrote this poem, he was already in his fifties, and his ambition was unfulfilled. How could he not be doubly miserable when he was old! 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, and the legendary sentence is a must.
6. What poems describe "hair"?
1. White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard. I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror. -Li Bai's Song of Autumn Pu
2. You deserve the strength of cinnabar, and your spring hair is new. -Wang Jian's "Giving Weng"
3. The blue frost is new and slippery, and Baochai tends to lose her hair. -Bai Juyi's "Journey to the Stone Man"
Fang Ze has nothing to add, lead is abundant. The clouds are towering and the eyebrows are repaired. -"Luo Shen Fu"
5. Picking lotus in Qingjiang River is late. -Feng Yansi's "Bodhisattva Man, Shake the bun"
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. -Du Fu's Moonlit Night
7. In the middle of the night, the wind blows snow all over the steps, and the window is opened without a headscarf. The southern branch is dark and fragrant under the moon. -Bai Yuchan's "The Second Rhyme Zeng Zhang Tan Mei"
8. I have been in the army since I was a child. The hair on the raw edge is vertical, and the hair on the bone is light. War horses are as precious as life, and nod swords are famous. Drunk, often scolding and sitting. -Gao Zhu "Li Jiang"
9. Last year, Chongyang was full of worries, and this year it is still sighing. The hedge chrysanthemum only smiles, but it can't help falling in the mirror. The cool breeze fell on Gongnanmu again, and the old goose sang Hanbei House alone. Such a year can be missed, and poetry can be sorted out and written with new worries. -Chen's Double Ninth Festival
10. Qi Mei's wife Weng Gui is also very virtuous. My sister-in-law has a beautiful face. The hair is messy and the bun is biased. Love stands at the helm. -Wang Chen's "Fisherman's Word/Fisherman"
7. 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.
8. Poems describing the longest hair
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a 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.
Extended data
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