Poems about shampoo (poems about hair) 1. Poetry 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
Make a thousand wishes before the pillow, waiting 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.
2. What are the poems about hair and haircut?
1, I smoothed my white hair. It has grown so thin that it can no longer hold a hairpin-Du Fu's Hope for Spring.
Interpretation: Sadness, scratching your head, the more you scratch your white hair, the shorter it becomes, and it can hardly be inserted.
2, the old country fell, affectionate Ying Xiao Wo, early birth and prosperity-Su Dongpo's Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia.
Interpretation: Today, I am wandering in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature gray hair.
3. What happened in the king's world was a pity-Xin Qiji's defeat.
Interpretation: I am bent on completing the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country for the monarch and gaining a good reputation passed down from generation to generation. Poor became a white-haired man.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. -Du Fu's Moonlit Night
Interpretation: misty, perhaps wet his wife's bangs; The cold moonlight should reflect the cold jade arm of his wife.
5, 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. -Jia Dao's Taoist in the Mountain.
6, white hair three thousands of feet, fate seems long. -Li Bai's Seventeen Poems of Autumn Pu
Interpretation: White hair is as long as three thousands of feet, because of sadness.
7, take off the crown and cut your hair, and fly away. -Han Yu's "Send to Hui Shi"
8, Qiupu night sorrow, Huangshan can be bald. -Li Bai's Seventeen Poems of Autumn Pu
Interpretation: Night apes wail on Qiupu water, and even the nearby Little Huangshan Mountain turns white.
9. The lone minister frost three thousands of feet, fireworks weighs ten thousand years. -Chen Yu's "Injury to Spring, Nothing in the Temple"
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"
3. Poetry related to 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"
4. 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"