Poems about hair and combs

1. Poems about combs are suitable for poems engraved on combs:

1, the fragrant grains are as shallow as ants, and the newly combed snow temples are as thin as cicadas. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Flower Wine"

2, add a comb, the moth eyebrows carefully sweep. -Don Bai Juyi's "Women Suffer"

3, jade comb oblique greasy, golden dress and snow fragrance, meditation. -Tang "Huanxisha" 4. I comb my hair low and Lianjuan sweeps my eyebrows. -Tang Wen Ting Yun's "South Gezi"

5, Hao refers to the height of the inch, the water comb is uneven. -Tang Zhang Bimei combs her hair

6. Ji Qin and Liu Yun comb their hair. -Magnolia in Xi 'an, Zhang Song

7. Cirrus clouds comb the bun. -Song Zhou Zizhi's "Partridge Day"

8. Biqiong wears a green bun. -Su Song Shi's "Dead"

9. A cloud is cleverly combed. -Song Zhou Bangyan's "A Hu Zhu"

For reference.

2. 1 Poems related to combs, Tang Jinchun's Comb in a Bun by Song Dynasty poet Liu Yong.

Original text:

I fell into a bun and combed it carelessly, worrying about moths and being too lazy to draw, and I was in a listless mood.

When Chueh-hsin came, he was haggard and his clothes were wide.

Translation: I have no intention of combing messy hair with a comb, and I am too lazy to draw when I am locked. I'm in a mess, and nothing goes my way. I feel extremely haggard and emaciated recently, and my hazel clothes are a lot looser.

2. "Witch hazel, I live in Qiantang River" Song Dynasty poet Sima Wei

Original text:

Obliquely inserted rhinoceros combs clouds and spits, sandalwood taps and sings golden rays.

Looking at the clouds, I couldn't find a place and dreamed that the moon gave birth to Nanpu.

I put the rhinoceros comb on my head, let my hair hang down to my temples, knocked on the ebony board and sang beautiful songs. Looking up at the white clouds in the sky, I don't know where they have gone. After waking up, I saw a bright moon rising from the river in Ran Ran.

3. Li Qingzhao, a poet in the Song Dynasty, "Huansha Ji Zi Shang Chun Unintentional Comb"

Original text:

The bun hurts the spring and combs more, and the evening wind falls to the courtyard at the beginning of plum blossom, and the light clouds travel to and from the moon.

Women in boudoir are tortured by spring worries, but they just roll up their hair at random and are too lazy to comb it carefully. The cool breeze blows into the courtyard, which is the time when the cold plum blossoms in spring and summer move from blooming to withering. Spring sorrow is sultry, let alone watching the flowers fall! Light clouds are floating in the air, and the moon on the horizon is hazy and far away.

4. Ouyang Xiu, a poet of the Song Dynasty, "Nangezi Jin Nidai"

Original text:

Golden mud belt with phoenix bun and jade palm comb with dragon pattern.

Walking under the window, smiling and supporting each other, loving each other?

Holding a palm-sized dragon-shaped jade comb, the hair comb is decorated with impatiens and gold belts into a bun. The wife went to the window, snuggled up in her husband's arms and asked, "Is the eyebrow the right color?"

5, "Gong Ci" Tang Dynasty poet Feng Xue

Original text:

After combing the bun, you should look in the mirror again and again, change your silk clothes again, and pay attention to adding some spices to smoke.

From a distance, the flickering shadow of the main hall opened the curtain; I saw a maid with a short robe and embroidered trousers cleaning the imperial bed.

After combing the bun, look in the mirror repeatedly, and then change into a Luo coat, paying attention to adding some seasoning. Far away, the flashing figure in the main hall opened the bead curtain; I saw a maid-in-waiting with short robes and embroidered trousers cleaning the imperial bed.

3. The poem about the wooden comb is engraved on the comb, just two sentences, original.

Dongfeng has no intention to comb acacia, while Yu Ling sings hoary head.

I don't think it is necessary for them. There is nothing suitable. How good is my above sentence? I found some. Li Qingzhao is too worried. Look at that blue one:

(1) If the moon shines high at last, I will not hesitate to make the snow and ice hot. Dead Hua Lian (green can be changed to "ling")

(2) The rain will only fall when it is light red, and a few wisps of soft green are mixed with smoke. Before sunset, the soul was gone. Huanxisha

(3) Clouds are full of water, and a flute locks an empty building. When the * * * month is full of spring, the shore is broken and Yang Zhou hangs.

Poetry with the word "Ling"

(1) A foot of deep red dust, rather old than new. Acacia peach pit is hateful, and Xu Yuanlai has no one else. A candle at the bottom of a well keeps Lang Changxing from going. Linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, do you know how much you miss it?

(2) "Song of Zi Ling" sounds clear and moving, coming from outside. Ling Xin is as clean as jade and snow, and Ling Qing is as long as spring!

(3) Wu Liangjun's "Step Function Words" (8): "Music without flute songs, jade sounds."

I am tired. Choose for yourself.

4. Collect some poems about combs ~ ~ Partridge Tian (Song) Lv Shengji

A cold spring night soaked the brocade. The courtyard has long been full of flowers. The golden combs are all played, and Cui Hua is curly. Letters seldom come after people leave. Equivalent exponential recurrence period. There happened to be someone in front of the door. How could the magpie know?

Zhegutian (Song) Lv Shengji

Ririlouxin and thrush. Loose cicada wings and low clouds. Double comb with ivory white teeth and small comb with camel bone red stripes. Night banquet, shallow and deep cup. I dare not go down the stairs. Xu Niang blames me for being lazy today, and I am not as good as Lu Lang when I was young.

Give my jade comb to my wife (Yuan) Yao Sui.

Xiang Hui Yu Er Yao Chai Feng. Dragonflies with wings can move. New cosmetics must be combed with water. What is wrong with humanized autumn wind? What harm can a man have without jade? Youdes is cute. Shame is not complete. Listen to next year's grand event. ?

(Song) Su Shi

Spring is more beautiful after the rain. Only by leaving people can hatred be washed away. Beigushan is surrounded by water on three sides. Biqiong combs her hair in a green bun. Wan Li got a rural book. Ask me which year, no problem. White heads are drunk for spring. Answer straight shed a thousand tears.

The breeze between your fingers cuts the moss, when can we meet only in our dreams?

Fingers brushed the hair, staring at you, knowing who it is.

Sweep the moth's eyebrows at the painter and tie the moss into a concentric bun.

Ten-mile Pinghu frost fills the green silk inch, worrying about the country and the people, looking across the moon, admiring only Yuanyang but not immortals.

Flowers from Shui Piao to the water, talk about sorrow lightly, warm spring and autumn frost pity people's sleeves, and the full moon and half a string are like hooks.

Hair is soft around fingers, and hair combs clouds.

Langxin lightly thrush, beauty lips.

Affectionate, light heart.

Put away your wings, come to earth, and protect your love for life.

Love, holding feelings, let the wind and rain falter, you and I are stronger than gold!

5. What poems describe "hair"? 1, Qi Mei is a virtuous woman. 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 Prefecture solo. 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.

6. Poetry related to wooden combs Poetry related to wooden combs:

Zhegutian (Song) Lv Shengji

A cold spring night soaked the brocade. The courtyard has long been full of flowers. The golden combs are all played, and Cui Hua is curly. Letters seldom come after people leave. Equivalent exponential recurrence period. There happened to be someone in front of the door. How could the magpie know?

Zhegutian (Song) Lv Shengji

Ririlouxin and thrush. Loose cicada wings and low clouds. Double comb with ivory white teeth and small comb with camel bone red stripes. Night banquet, shallow and deep cup. I dare not go down the stairs. Xu Niang blames me for being lazy today, and I am not as good as Lu Lang when I was young.

Give my jade comb to my wife (Yuan) Yao Sui.

Xiang Hui Yu Er Yao Chai Feng. Dragonflies with wings can move. New cosmetics must be combed with water. What is wrong with humanized autumn wind? What harm can a man have without jade? Youdes is cute. Shame is not complete. Listen to next year's Huan Peijia

7. The poem 1 describes the hair. 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