White hair poem: an ancient poem about white hair.
Shang Yang people, Shang Yang people, beauty is black, white hair is new.
Green guards the palace gate. As soon as the sun closes, it is spring.
Xuanzong entered the primary election at the end of the year, aged 16 and 60.
At the same time, more than 100 people were selected, who were deeply disabled.
Recalling the past, I fought back my grief and said goodbye to my loved ones. I helped myself into the car instead of teaching me to cry.
When the clouds are fashionable, they are grateful, their faces are like hibiscus, and their chests are like jade.
The king was not allowed to meet, and Yang Fei squinted at him.
Jealousy makes you sneak into the palace and stay in the empty room all your life.
Leave it blank, the autumn night is long, and the night is sleepless.
The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window.
It's late spring, so it's hard to sit alone at night.
Gong Ying is full of anxiety and disgust, and Liang Yan is always jealous.
The warbler's cry goes to Yan quietly, and the spring goes without remembering the year.
Just look at the deep palace and the bright moon, and the object is round four or five hundred times.
Now the palace is the oldest, and everyone named it Shangshu.
Small-headed cymbals wear narrow clothes, and the green eyebrows are slender.
Outsiders should laugh if they can't see it.
Shang Yang people suffered the most.
How about suffering less, suffering older, suffering less and suffering older!
Don't you see, in the past, Lu gave a gift to a beautiful woman,
There is no white hair song in the sun today!
2, "Bai Mao Fu" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Zuo Si
White-haired stars are born in temples. Although it is not a green fly, it is a dirty instrument. Look at the name of the country in order to find fault. I pulled out the pliers, and the good title was Yan.
My white hair is about to be pulled out, and I will suddenly sue myself: I am unfortunate and I am worth it. Forced out the autumn frost, you are born with good quality. Look in the mirror first, and see evil first. What is the crime of pulling it out at dawn? Purple crown orange pomelo, one tree and one leaf, is precious, bandits are still green leaves. I hope to pat the child's hand and take the child's tweezers.
You have white hair and a way of seeing the world. If you don't pursue glory, you will be expensive and cheap. Hehe, hehe, and Luz. A weak crown is an official, and a child is humble. Ganluo took the opportunity to cut off the characters. Ying Ying is the best. He speaks highly of Qu Yun. White is black. This is from me.
My white hair is about to be pulled out, and I am crying with my eyes closed: What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me! Ganluo is famous for arguing, but not for blackening. Jia sheng changed his mind because of his talent, so he didn't have to use his dark temples to make moves. Hearing about our ancestors makes our country old. Parents returned to Zhou, and Zhou Dao was eliminated. No.4 Zuo Han, Hande Guangming. Why do you fuck me and be respected?
I have white hair, and everything has its own way. What I said is not unreasonable. Today's expensive and thin old teeth. In the glory days, on the battlefield. Although there are twenty cents, it is difficult to clear the river. Change at any time, look at Confucius.
Giving is a precept, and swearing to be poor. I used to be beautiful, but now I fly out of Peng. The skin is sweet, but it's not over. Talk about the use of accurate words and compare the national customs.
3. Seeing White Hair in the Mirror Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling
In the past, Qingyun was brilliant and white hair was wasted.
But in the mirror, I feel sorry for myself.
4, "Will Into the Wine" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
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! Please listen to me. (ears open)
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up. (Less expensive: He Zugui; Never wake up again: I don't want to wake up/don't need to wake up)
Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. (an ancient work: since ancient times; Pass only: only)
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! .
Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.
5. "The fisherman is proud of Qiu Si" Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.
Poems about white hair (1)
Frost invaded the temple before it came,
Youth has an idea about snow.
A little concentration will interfere with the road ahead,
When I was a rough teenager.
(2)
Autumn wind and autumn leaves fell all night,
Two autumn frost mirrors are sad.
Cardamom is frivolous,
Why not autumn moon and white hair?
Poems related to peace and white hair sigh Wang Wei with white hair
How long am I?
The day in the temple has turned white.
Pitch between heaven and earth.
When can I be a guest?
Disappointed with mountains and clouds.
Day and night are empty.
What matters is when people.
The East City is strange to the South.
Bai Juyi with white hair
When the white hair knows the season, the darkness is with me.
Today, in the sun, comb off a few stems.
My family doesn't like it, so I sympathize with you
I don't know what's wrong with my cloud.
Ordinary people are 30 years old, strong outside and weak inside.
But thinking about sleeping and eating is reduced by 20 hours.
Besides, I'm forty years old and I'm in poor shape.
The bookworm lost his eyes and the wine made him sick.
Dear, the sky is falling, those who are still walking.
For a long time, nothing will happen. It's too late.
From the world to the old age, three diseases appeared one after another.
There is no cure in this world except the idea of lifelessness.
Bai Juyi sighed with white hair under the cherry blossoms.
Flowers are good and decline with age.
Red cherry blossoms are full of sunshine and have half a head of white hair.
He who leans against a tree is silent for a long time and climbs late.
The breeze sighs and the snow is like silk.
Bai Juyi with white hair
Snow hair falls with the comb, and frost hair hangs on the temples.
Add the old smell and replace the old container.
Although it is as long as paint, it is always a flawless silk.
I hate being in the mirror when my head is half black and half white.
Bai Juyi with white hair
It has been 30 years since it happened, and now it is time to burn it out.
Singing all day like crazy, sick for a long time like a thin fairy.
Bajie held incense seals at night and read Jolie in three yuan.
The rest will be cleaned up in spring, and you will get drunk if you are not idle.
White-haired Wang Wei sighed.
In the past, Zhu Yan became a twilight tooth, and his white hair drooped in an instant.
How many sad things there are in life, don't sell them to the empty city.
White-haired Wei
It's still the fallen leaf, and I know nothing about it. At first, the silk thread was difficult to separate and the flowers were intertwined.
People on the job tend to go downhill. I'm still young.
Baifa Cen Can
White is just on the side, and there is nothing you can do about it. There are more temples than stems at present.
White hair talks
Whitening and combing your hair, a woman surprises her wife with tears. I don't know the color of silk, but I can get several autumns.
Looking in the mirror, white hair is bright and unique, Quan Deyu.
Qiu Lai, with a bright white beard, tried to get rid of the drunkenness of hairpin.
A nice song is also fun, and children and grandchildren are laughing and pulling clothes.
He Baiyu's legal right is Deyu
See white hair today, bright in the mirror. At first glance, the frost is simple and the iron crown is slightly reflected.
There are many things under the curtain, and Zhou Xing is famous. Time flies without a sigh, too dull.
Liu Zongyuan, a pomegranate with white hair planted in the sea.
After planting love and fragrance for several years, rhyme and beauty are actually different.
From then on, let's stop talking about spring sex and regard it as an ancient wood against a declining man.
Sighing white hair in the mirror, Lv Wen
Pan and I are three years old and still living in my temple.
Even if he can arrive early, he will know not to be a blackhead.
Twelve Poems of Yuefu by Li He, a White-haired Man in Yuan Zhen, Shang Yang
In Tianbao year, flowers and birds are used as ambassadors, and flowers and birds are full of spring thoughts. Imperial edicts full of ink,
Go upstairs and get half drunk. Drunk straight into the house, the boudoir shall not be stolen,
Lovers care for concubines, and daughters weep for blood. One in ten people need to change clothes,
Always deserve to be a palace maid. The imperial horse ran south and called for a horse to kick, and the maid-in-waiting 3 thousand was abandoned in the palace.
As soon as the palace gate is closed, it is full of flowers and moss. On a moonlit night,
It's dark and windy in autumn pool. Day after day, I look at all the doors, but I can't see the situation in front of them all my life.
In recent years, several people have been sent to celebrate the Nangong. I'm sorry that this song will be creepy,
I would rather have a deep grievance and a sour nose. This generation of cheap wives have nothing to say. Di Zi Tiansun was called expensive in ancient times.
The king has been in power for forty years, with seven houses and six palaces. Emperor Yangdi divided his forces to attack the city,
Su Zongxue Yin has no official position. The king has no concubine and husband, and yang is strong and yin is immoral.
How can a woman follow the crowd and send it from her husband to a man as a collection?
The rising sun and white-haired people-resentment is also Bai Juyi.
Shang Yang people, beauty is black, white hair is new. The green jailer guarded the gate of the palace,
How many springs are there when the sun is off? Xuanzong entered the primary election at the end of the year, aged 16 and 60.
At the same time, more than 100 people were selected, who were deeply disabled. Recall the past, swallow your sadness, leave your loved ones,
Please get on the bus and don't cry. When the clouds are fashionable, they are grateful, their faces are like hibiscus, and their chests are like jade.
The king was not allowed to meet, and Yang Fei squinted at him. Jealousy made you sneak into the sun palace,
I have stayed in an empty room all my life. Leave it blank, the autumn night is long, and the night is sleepless.
The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window. In late spring,
It's hard to sit alone at night. Gong Ying is full of anxiety and disgust, and Liang Yan is always jealous.
The warbler's cry goes to Yan quietly, and the spring goes without remembering the year. Looking at the deep palace and the bright moon,
Things are four or five hundred yuan. Now the palace is the oldest, and everyone named it Shangshu.
Small-headed shoes with narrow clothes and slender indigo eyebrows. Outsiders should laugh if they can't see it,
Tianbao's makeup in his later years. Shang Yang people suffered the most. Less is bitter, always bitter,
How about suffering less and suffering more? Don't you see, in the past, Lu gave a gift to a beautiful woman,
I didn't see the song of Yang and Bai Fa today.
Baifa Yindu Xunhe
One stem and two stems are like silk at the beginning, so you may wish to be surprised when you are a teenager. Some people came here in troubled times,
Why am I full of sadness today? Nine turns to win Dionysus pills, and five tones are not like poetry.
The home mountain is more than 10,000 feet green, and the quinoa sticks lose the old man.
Self-sufficiency in white hair
I don't dye or tweezers, which makes my head full of hair. Although the white one has no drug resistance, the black one can't help falling.
Lying quietly listening to cicadas and watching the water flow. I can't get this far, mostly because I am worried.
Xibaifa Wang Mian
It is not surprising that the eyebrows are yellow. It is best to comb your hair and cover your face with silk.
From ancient times to the present, who can escape, can enjoy it now.
Never pity the snow-colored light mirror, but prefer the frosted flower lining.
Everything is the fairest for him, and it is idiotic to always try to make mistakes.
Journey to the white-haired land
This year, my white hair has doubled, and I can't support myself behind closed doors.
Cattle and sheep are covered with wild frost, and crops are covered with clouds.
After cooking in the afternoon, take out the millet and wrap it in thick glutinous rice.
Self-pity does not waste poetry, and father and son remember it together.
Journey to the white-haired land
White hair with thousands of stems and green temples, lying and watching herons stab into the sky.
I have been stealing tributes and happiness all my life, but I have returned to my hometown.
If you sit still, you will have no books to read, and the rest of your life will depend on the Buddha.
You see, the world is cold, and it will take a long time to sift wine!
Journey to the white-haired land
Illness invades the prime of life, and fear is not as good as white; Be a long-distance guest by the needle stone occasionally.
After seventy years of travel, frost and snow are full of troubles. Although the eyes and ears are weak, they are not separated from others.
Zhuoying thousands of hectares of lakes, send five acres of houses.
Big cloth sewing robe, southeast.
Journey to the white-haired land
I have a lot of life, and I have 10% of the way to go.
Sadness was burning, and I was surprised to see my cheeks and skull.
There is a slight autumn wind, and there is cold rain.
Stars are rare in the beginning and cannot be removed.
Yesterday was like a willow in spring, but now it has withered with frost.
Peng is withered and green. How can he miss me?
Outside the square, it is impregnable, and its fame is rare.
Throw tweezers and sigh, then there is no book!
Journey to the white-haired land
Mix's white hair touches the waves and blows the southwest thatched cottage.
Drinking water and reading books are also fun, and Dumen is sick and tired.
Turned into a five-acre plow, who still remembers the three dynasties holding Ji Lang! Just like a few chrysanthemums on the edge of the fence, they are still frost-resistant.
When you look in the mirror when you are sick, you will be seventy in ten winter and summer.
The short temple is depressed and lost, and the world is really like a postal kiosk.
This made Guan dream for ten years and didn't sleep for three days.
It's hard to build a book, but who listens to the iron song? If the guest comes to find a place to go, he will sleep leisurely and lean on the screen.
White-haired Wang Anshi
After a long time, it should be flying all over the sky. I cherish the scarf as soon as possible.
All kinds of spring breeze don't last long, and the stars and the moon are still thin.
Answer to Wang Anshi by Dai Bai method
From decline to white, I don't blame Changqing for going against my will.
Look at the spring strips, as the days grow, the autumn leaves will be sparse to people.
What does Qiu sigh with white-haired poems?
Silk white is not difficult to dye.
Peng Sheng is straightforward and helpful.
Only see the stars.
Unique, different.
Fourteen or fifteen years ago.
Frank is cheap.
The quilt is brown.
I dare not admire Huai Zhu.
It's too late to talk about it now.
A tired baby is very ill.
Unfortunately, it was born at the right time.
It is necessary to get lost.
The suburbs of Guo Qin are two hectares.
The shape is very different.
Dried mussels trap fish.
The caged bird touches the four corners.
The wall still stands at night.
Thank you for your happiness.
Moonlight tree near the window.
The sound of insects is the center of this family.
A moth puts out a fire.
Autumn leaves are flying.
Get a crane, anything.
Violate customs, etc.
If old friends hadn't abandoned them.
Begging for my valley
Ancient poems about white hair 1, general's white hair and her husband's tears (Song Fan Zhongyan's "The Pride of Fisherman, Qiu Lai Scenery")
2. Li Yuan disciple Bai Fuxin (Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow)
3, don't you see how cute Gao Tingming's mirror lock is (Tang Libai's "Into the wine, don't you see the Yellow River moving beyond the sky")
4, yellow flowers and white hair embrace each other (Huang Songting Jian's "Partridge Day, Huang Juzhi was born in Xiaohan")
5. Don't laugh at white hair (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Huanxisha")
6, Hugh will sing yellow chicken with white hair (stone "Huanxisha Qingquan Temple Tour")
People in the upper reaches of the levee are drawing boats one by one, flapping the levee on the spring water, and the sky is green. Yang Lou swings out, wears white hair, laughs six times and slaps, where is life as before (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Huanxisha")
8. Don't laugh at white hair (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Huanxisha")
9. White hair is not old (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Huanxisha")
10, don't sing white-haired yellow chicken (stone, Huanxisha)
1 1, helpless with new white hair (stone "Huanxisha") 13, but I wish I could not return with more white hair (Qi Ji's "Partridge and Bamboo")
14, sentimental white hair and helpless spring (Song Xin Qi Ji's "Partridge Days, Spring Vegetables")
15, the white hair is so short (Song Xin Qi Ji's "Water Tune the Song Head, Sit Four without Saying")
16, poor white hair (Song Xin Qi Ji's "Broken Array Spring Breeze Eyes")
17, white hair is still smiling (Song Xin Qi Ji's "It's not easy to adjust the song, official business")
18, don't hate makeup into white hair (Song Xin Qi Ji's "Partridge Day, Don't hate makeup into white hair")
19, there is no white hair invading the hair and temples (Song Xin Qi Ji's Partridge Day, Hair and temples don't invade white hair).
20. The white hair is rustling and lying in Zezhong (Song Luyou, Book Anger)
The poem about white hair is 1, which saved the king's world and won him a reputation before his death. Poor hair has become a white-haired man! -from Xin Qiji's "Breaking the Array, Giving Zhuang Ci to Chen Tongfu" in the Song Dynasty
I am bent on completing the great cause of recovering the lost land for the monarch and gaining a good reputation handed down from generation to generation. I woke up from my dream, but unfortunately I was already a white-haired man!
2, white hair and three thousands of feet, as long as fate. I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror. —— From "Seventeen Songs of Autumn Pu" by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty.
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.
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. -From Li Bai's "Into the Wine" in the Tang Dynasty
Didn't you see that in the high hall, in front of the mirror, you deeply lamented that white hair? It's still green in the morning, but it becomes like snow at night.
4, youth can't stay, white hair is born. -from: seeing friends off by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty.
Youth is gone, and everyone is white-haired.
5, don't wait, white young head, empty and sad! -From Yue Fei's Man Jiang Huai in the Song Dynasty.
My hero, we should seize the time to make contributions to our country, and don't waste our youth until we are old.
Qian Qi, an ancient poem about white hair.
The white hair is strong and the heart is dead, and the worry is watching the country move. The mountain is miserable and colorless, and my dear suddenly leaves.
The dragon shadow divides the sword, and the mourning birds love the branches. The vast sea of clouds is overseas, but we don't know each other.
Qiupu song
li po
White hair three thousands of feet,
Fate is like a long sorrow.
I don't know. In the mirror,
Where to get autumn frost.
Qiuqing
Du Fu
Gao Qiusu is ill, and his white hair can be combed by himself. Drug bait hates addition and subtraction, and the door is boring to clean.
I love bamboo to send books to children. In October, the river is calm and canoes go down the river.
I began to see the topic of white hair planted by sea pomegranate
-Liu Zongyuan
For several years, I planted moxa bushes,
Rhyme and beauty are different.
From now on, let's stop talking about sex.
Like an ancient wood against a declining Weng.
The world is difficult to pass, and the pastoral road is charming.
Diligent white hair, dismount and shine on Qingxi. -Wang Anshi's Moling Road
See the white hair in the mirror
Zhang Jiuling
Yesterday, soaring,
Waste a hundred years.
Who knows, in the mirror,
I feel sorry for myself.
Rolling the Yangtze River eastward,
The waves washed away the hero.
Right or wrong, success or failure,
Castle peak is still there,
A touch of sunset red.
White-haired fishing fires in Zhu Jiang,
I am used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze.
A pot of turbid wine likes to meet,
How many things have happened since ancient times,
Spread in laughter!
(Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Luo Guanzhong)
Jin Yuanhao asked "Send Fei Yangqing"
The guest dreams long and the letter turns to Peng, and the bed talks and moves the morning bell. The west wind has three white hairs in thousands of feet, and the old country is full of mountains and mountains. The sand and water have left the geese, and Gankun cries for autumn insects. I don't know where the three old houses are, and Liu Shilong is absent-minded with shame.
He Xinlang (Xin Qiji)
The person who wants to help solve the case in "A Western Mountain" made a few words, which seems to be a deep yearning for relatives and friends.
I'm dying. I've been disappointed all my life, and my friends have dispersed, and there's not much left. White hair hanging down three thousands of feet, laughing at all things in the world. Ask what can make the public happy. I see how charming Castle Peak is, and I expect it to be. Emotions and looks are slightly similar.
A statue scratched its head in the east window. If you want to be far-sighted and stop writing poems, the flavor is at this time. Jiang Zuo pursues fame deeply and doesn't know the secret of muddy mash. Looking back, the clouds are flying. Don't hate the ancients, don't see their people, hate their guts, and don't see their crazy ears. People who know me, two or three sons.
Invite for a drink
Lipper
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns 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: I'm going to drink, but I won't give up drinking.
Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! .
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? Let me get drunk forever and never be rational! .
The sober and sage of the old days were forgotten, and only the drinker kept his name.
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! .
Keywords Wuhuama, Qianjinqiu, give it to the young man for good wine,
With you, you will always worry.
Give Chen Er a vacancy.
Du Fu
There are many scholars and famous masters in the world. The king provided Changqing with a broad view of the East.
Soap carving is cold and urgent. Since it is dawn, don't watch it happen in vain.
Kanxiang sent Shangguan scholar back to Kansai.
Cen Can
Dust like you, lonely all day. There is no official support for the elderly, and there are many poor families outside.
Drunk eyes and light hair, spring dreams cross the Yellow River. When is it close to Guancheng?
Sigh with white hair
Cen Can
White is just on the side, and there is nothing you can do about it. There are more temples than stems at present.
Hatred in the backyard
Wang Luan
Don't you see a girl with a red boudoir, when she stands upright, she looks beautiful?
Fortunately, the king smiled piteously and recommended the beauty of Xiangtang. Moths and eyebrows advance together,
I often fear that my body will be abandoned from now on. Zhen Fei was jealous of leaving the palace, and the class girl guessed the long letter.
The door of Changxin Palace can't be closed, and Zhaoyang's song is blowing. The soul in the dream is still saying,
After a sleep, I haven't come back yet. The endless yearning for your charming love makes my concubine cry in the backyard.
Every time I watch the sunset, I sleep alone until the lights go out. Insect-scented jade curtain in autumn,
Spring is face to face with sunshine. The beauty of old flowers is endless, and the white hair is similar to the snow now.
Rumor has it that Wan Fan hasn't rested yet, expecting the moth to go to the first month. If you value the fake rather than the real,
And abandon my concubine to chase new people. I would like to ask the significance of pine leaves in Nanshan and how to make new hibiscus flowers in the north.
Drinking alone
Lipper
If the spring grass is interested, Luo Sheng is in Tang Yin. The east wind blows sorrow, and the white hair invades.
Read in the mirror
Lipper
There is no ancient or modern way to gain enlightenment, and it is still aging if it is lost. Laughing at Byakki Smoker, white hair like frost grass.
In the office of Zuoyuan, Du Fu was given a review order.
Cen Can
Go to the same step, there are red steps, the branch office of the office is separated from you by the mi. In the morning, the emperor's honor entered the palace, and at night the body was stained with the aroma of the furnace.
White hair increases, lamenting the withering of spring flowers, looking up at the sky and admiring the flying birds. There is probably nothing wrong with the brilliant master dynasty, and the emperor played sparsely.
Send it to the Tiantai Sima Daochang.
Song Wenzhi
There will be white hair when lying down, and it will suddenly turn into silk when looking in the mirror. Far ashamed to eat Xia Zi, childish.
The poem describing white hair (1) first frost has not invaded his temples, and his youth misses snow. A little trouble interferes with the road ahead, a little bumpy youth. (2) Autumn leaves fall one night, and autumn frost is sad twice. Cardamom is frivolous, why not let the autumn moon and white hair remind you?
Famous ancient poems and sentences about "moss" and "white hair";
1. Did you see that in the bright mirror of the high room, lovely hair, though still silky black in the morning, turned into snow at night?
Said by: Tang Li Bai, Into the Wine.
Didn't you see that the elderly parents are sighing in front of the mirror about their aging white hair? Their youthful hair is now white.
Appreciation: These two sentences exaggerate the scope of time. Sigh that life is short, but don't speak frankly, just say "how cute Gao Tingming's mirror lock is", with an air of scratching his head and looking at the shadow, just like painting.
2, the beauty is sad and dusty, and the hair is lingering.
From: Jin Ping Mei by Chen Ming Ruyuan.
Beauty struggled in the dust, so sad that she couldn't help but think of the time when her hair was like a waterfall holding clouds.
3, sweep the moth eyebrow to the painter, a heart knot moss.
Said by: Su's "Portrait of a Piano Player" No.2..
After painting Emei lightly, let the painter draw a portrait with a black concentric bun.
4, white hair and three thousands of feet, as long as fate.
From: Li Bai's famous poem "The Song of Autumn Pu".
White hair is three times that of thousands of feet, and sorrow is like white hair.
Appreciation: 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. "Fate", because; "Long", so long. White hair is born of sadness and grows because of sadness.
5, youth can't stay, white hair is born.
From: Seeing Friends Off by Du Mu in Tang Dynasty.
Youth is gone, and everyone is white-haired.
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