Poems with long hair and waist.

Poems with long hair and waist: You have long hair and waist, and I am no longer in my prime; I am young when I have long hair and waist; I have waist-length hair, so it is no problem for a teenager to marry me; I am waist-length, and I am willing to tell Meng Lang my heart. My hair is waist-length and I dance. My hair is waist-length, and my beauty is yellow when I get old; I am waist-high, and the road is long and its Xiu Yuan is awkward; When I am waist-high, silver is far from Han; My hair is waist-length, and I am beautiful. I am waist-high and always want to look in the mirror.

The third sentence is from He Xiaodao's Dream of a Daughter with Ten Miles of Red Makeup, published by Zhonghua Book Company, May 2008 1. This book outlines the life course of women in eastern China from birth to death. The dream of ten-mile red makeup daughter is based on the following aspects: baby girl, foot binding, boudoir, needle and thread, marriage, sedan chair, customs and habits, wedding room, wives, daughter-in-law, screen painting and reproduction, chastity and beauty.

Future generations should make up this: Will the general come back when my hair reaches my waist? This gentleman is carefree, how can he expect mountains and rivers to be rustling? At dawn, at dusk, my head is white and old. Cold sword silently listening to the thunder, alone guarding the empty trenches. Lying drunk on the battlefield, you don't laugh, you honk the horn all night. Evening guest Jiangnan, red rope knotted hair tip.

The adapted answer is: When your hair grows to the waist, I will return to Korea triumphantly. In the past, horses were free and unrestrained, and they were all young heroes. The east is rosy, and the West Lake is foggy. Holding a gun and fighting bloody battles in all directions, I vowed to keep the mountains and rivers beautiful. There should be a day to come back victorious and spend the night with you. I hope to die hand in hand, and I am willing to make a robe with my son.