What are the ancient poems describing mirrors?

Broken Mirror

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Mu

A beautiful woman accidentally separated herself from the mirror. When will we reunite and see you again?

Today, the autumn wind is blowing, and there is a cloud in the north and south of the mountain.

Ode to the Mirror

Year: Tang Dynasty Author: King Luo Bin

It is written that there is no fragrant osmanthus in the moon, but there are flower caltrops in the sun.

If you don’t hold the light to thank the water, turn the shadow to learn the ice.

Looking in the Mirror

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Liu Xiyi

A bright mirror is hung in a brothel, and it is very sad to see it. My hair is gray now, how long will my life last?

The autumn wind comes down the mountain road, and the bright moon rises to the peak of spring. Sighing that your kindness has been exhausted, your appearance is unimaginable.

Ode to the Mirror

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhang Shuo

The precious mirror is like a bright moon, which came from the Qin Palace. Two dragons are hidden, holding beads and facing each other.

I am always afraid that you will not pay attention, and you will be asked to keep a clear count in the box. Accumulated shade covers the water chestnut flowers, and an open mind covers the dust.

If Munro brushes his sleeves, light will shine on the jade platform.

Ancient Mirror

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Shen Quanqi

The berry moss obscures the clear pond, and the shrimps and toads erode the bright moon.

It’s buried like this, and I haven’t stopped taking care of my heart.

I would like to brush my hands with my kindness and help you learn from my misfortune.

Qin Mirror

Era: Tang Author: Zhong Ziling

The mirrors of the Qin Dynasty have always been the most exquisite. The moon in the platform vomits itself, and the water in the box is always clear.

It is rotten and golden, and everything is clear and vivid. The clouds and the sky are all caves, and everything inside and outside is empty and bright.

But when you see someone taking a peek, you will win the response. Yan Ya must be recognized, where can I escape love.

The Poetry of the Dusk Mirror

Era: Tang Author: Liu Yuxi

The Dusk Mirror is not a dollar, but its crystal is lost indifferently. A person with a bad appearance often deceives himself, saying that he is as bright as a mirror.

The flaws are gone and the beauty is free. I take four or five photos a day and say that I am beautiful.

The ribbon is decorated with embroidery and the box is decorated with Qiongying. Isn't the Qin Palace heavy? If it is not suitable, it is light.

Old Mirror

Era: Tang Author: Bao Rong

Chanjuan's mirror belongs to the family, and she and her concubine belong to the gentleman. Every time I remember and take photos, we meet in the bright moon.

The spring breeze suddenly separates the shadows, making it difficult to rely on the day. Pearl powder does not produce flowers, and jade earrings are bright.

The heart’s expectations cannot be seen, and they will not remain like this forever. When Hua Fa bullies others, his bronze turns into a ghost.

When a beloved man returns home, he is willing to learn from demons and peaches and plums. The jade box is like a floating cloud, hiding jade water secretly.

If the servant does not send a photo, he is afraid that he will die like Gu Luan.

Song of Ancient Mirrors

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhou Kuangwu

Who will die in Xuanyuan's casting of mirrors? Good workmen have spent money on them.

There is no laurel in the center of the bright moon, and the water chestnuts are beginning to spit out on the light ice.

There is no sound of thunder and rain for a long time, and the dragons and phoenixes dance on the berries and moss in the sky.

I want to face Xiaoxiao from the high platform, but I don’t know who is the lone light master.

Broken Mirror

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Shangyin

The clear light of the jade box no longer holds, the water chestnuts are scattered and the moon is waning.

After the pheasant is illuminated on the Qin Tai, it is the time for the lonely luan to stop dancing.

Ancient Mirror

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Qunyu

Where does the bright moon come from? It is hazy in the human world. If it were not done by Xuanyuan, it would be extremely wonderful.

The rising sun opens in the Yao box, and the white lightning walks away as a solitary shadow. The clear sky is a foot away, and the scenery is completely frosty.

The icy hair makes my liver and gallbladder cold. Suddenly he was startled and walked into the deep secluded area, and fell into the Jiuqiu Well.

The sky is under control, and the soul is refreshed and pure. There is no need to lose the game, the golden sofa is bright.

The gloomy spirit and monsters can last forever with heaven and earth. I'm afraid the dragon roars in sorrow and flies away in a while.

Fangjing

Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Jia Dao

The back is like a knife cutting the brocade at the head of a machine, and the face is like a spring at the bottom of a rising stream.

It has been three years since the autumn day in Tongque Tainan.

Mirror

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Luo Ye

We knew each other in the past and had feelings for each other.

Now that I am getting old, I have endless worries. I hold myself to the window but am afraid of the bright light.

Ancient Mirror Ci

Era: Tang Author: Guan Xiu

I have a mirror, newly polished like the autumn moon. On the top there is only the fragrance of gold paste, on the bottom it looks like Lilong Cave.

I don’t want to be open when I am idle, and I am unhappy with ugly people. Or ask for thousands of years, what is in Xuanyuan's hand.

Mirror Poetry

Era: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Yu Xin

Jade box chatting about opening a mirror.

Wipe off light dust temporarily.

Light is like a piece of water.

Take photos of people on both sides.

There is no cinnamon in the moon.

Spring is not the time when flowers bloom.

Try hanging Huainan bamboo.

You can see your neighbors.

Looking into the mirror

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zong Ze

The shadow in the mirror is still there, but the shadow in the mirror is gone.

Ask where the person in the mirror is.

Mirror Grinding

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Chen Qiqing

Beetroots can corrode the mirror for a long time, but hanging and wiping it will last forever.

The floating clouds are gone from the bottom of my hand, and the bright moon is moving away from my eyes.

Diagnosis of dirt can cure it, but heart dust cannot be treated by medicine.

Those who don’t care about cloud grinding are cheap, this is the master of hundreds of masters.

Ancient round mirror

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Gu Feng

The bronze surface is peeled off with green, and the hand is light when it is deep in years.

It seems that teaching hides good and evil, but does not want to make them clear.

The drizzle waves break the heart, and the floating clouds move at the end of the month.

Even if there is no shadow, who can interpret the previous life?

Jinjing

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lou Yao

When two streams rush to the gully, they can cut off all the streams.

Thousands of feet of snow are released in the third edition, and the autumn of the four mountains is clear and clear.

The koan has been in existence for several years, but today it is pointing the way again.

Taking care of your teacher will be a great success, and your reputation should remain with this mountain.

Gift Far Away

Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Lu Guimeng

The mirror in the hibiscus box is too lazy to look at the heart.

I am a thin-waisted person, so don’t come here to slow me down.

After Congjun left the house, he did not play Yunheguan.

I think as cold as a spring, but I always look to you for your warmth.

See you in your heart and dreams, but the road to your soul will always be short.

I sit and weep in the west wind, the autumn window is full of moonlight.

The mirror leaves the stage

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Xue Tao

The golden mirror begins to open and lingers around March and May.

Because I am blinded by infinite dust, I am not allowed to go to the beautiful hall to go to the jade platform.

Farewell with a mirror

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi

People’s words are like the bright moon, but our way is better than the bright moon.

The bright moon is not unknown, it is missing twelve times a year.

How can it be as clear as water in a jade box?

When the moon breaks through the sky, the bright light never stops.

I feel ashamed to be old and ugly, with snow spots on my temples.

It is better to give it to a young man and take a look at his black hair.

Because you have gone thousands of miles away, I will say goodbye with this.

Sense of Mirror

Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi

The beauty said goodbye to me, leaving the mirror in the box.

Since the beauty of flowers has gone, there are no hibiscus in the autumn water.

The box has not been opened for many years, and is covered with red mothballs and bronze.

As soon as I wipe it off today, I will see my haggard appearance.

After taking the photo, I felt very melancholy, with double-coiled dragons on my back.

Looking in the mirror

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi

Bright bronze mirror, speckled white hair on the temples.

How can I hide the new year? I don’t believe it.

Yang Ning, the schoolmaster, used to bid farewell to the present with an ancient mirror in previous years and presented a poem as a posthumous gift

Era: Tang Author: Li Yi

When the mirror came out of the box, it was as bright as The moon among the clouds. A farewell to youth and a bright future.

The beauty used to love herself, and her belt was knotted in her hands. I hope that after three or five periods, it will be flawless.

The dragon disappears with the mirror

Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhao Gu

There is no way for the mirror to shine, how can I bear to look at the eyebrows.

I don’t know how to worry about my hair changing, I see hidden dragons and pans in the air.

That happy beauty changes, but it hurts day by day.

Looking into the jade box today, my eyes are filled with tears.

Stone Mirror

Era: Tang Author: Du Fu

The King of Shu sent this mirror to his death and left it in an empty mountain. Ming Loneliness pities the fragrant bones, and supports the beautiful face.

The concubines sighed no more, and the thousands of horses returned in vain. The only sad stone is buried in the moon and the universe.