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Please give me poems about eyebrows!

1. I am too lazy to draw my eyebrows and put on makeup and groom myself late. ——"Bodhisattva Barbarian·The hills overlap and the golden light disappears" Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun

Translation: I am too lazy to get up, draw my eyebrows, straighten my clothes, wash and dress up, slowly, and my thoughts are delayed.

2. The lake shines brightly on both thrushes, and a thread is seen on the temples. ——"Bamboo Branches of the West Lake" by Song Yuanxi of the Ming Dynasty

Translation: The light reflected from the lake reflects the light you use to decorate your eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil, and the pores on your temples are visible.

3. The dream of wearing a skirt is intermittent, and the west wind is so hateful that it cannot blow away the eyebrows. ——"Linjiang Fairy Hanliu" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Translation: I saw the scene of my tryst with her again in my dream, so I sent my sorrow to the west wind, but no matter how strong the west wind was, It can’t dispel the endless sorrow that is furrowed between my brows.

4. The daughter Liu Yemei on the lake can sing Huang Yinger in spring. ——"Seven Yechun Slogans" by Yang Weizhen of the Yuan Dynasty

Translation: The beautiful elder by the lake, with eyebrows like willow leaves, sings in the spring as beautifully as an oriole.

5. Willow leaves grow between the eyebrows, and peach blossoms grow on the face. ——Concubine Xu Xian of the Tang Dynasty, "The Beauty of the North"

Translation: The eyebrows are like newly sprouted willow leaves, and the face is like a blooming peach blossom.

6. The world is a big dream, and there are several cool autumns in life. At night, the wind leaves are already singing. Look at the brows and temples. ——"Xijiang Moon·A Big Dream in the World" Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Translation: Everything in the world seems like a big dream. How many cool autumns have you experienced in your life? At night, the sound of the wind blowing the leaves echoed in the corridor. Looking at myself, there were a few more silver threads on my brows and temples.