Giving hair in the battle of love

1. Poems about sending love to hair

Poems about sending love to hair 1. Love poems about gray hair

If you don’t see the bright mirror in the high hall, the sad gray hair , The morning is like blue silk and the evening is like snow.

"If you don't see me, the bright mirror in the high hall will be sad and white, and the morning will be like blue silk and snow will turn into snow at dusk" comes from the second paragraph of the ancient poem "Jinjinjiu" by the poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. The full poem is as follows:

If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return.

If you don’t see me, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.

If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.

I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent.

If you enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.

Master Cen, born in Dan Qiusheng, will drink wine without stopping.

I sing a song with you, please listen to me.

Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.

In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.

In the old days, King Chen had a banquet and had a lot of fun and banquets.

What does the master mean when he has less money? It is up to you to sell it.

The five-flowered horse and the golden fur,

Hu'er will be exchanged for fine wine, and we will sell the eternal sorrow with you.

2. Poems about women giving hair to men in ancient times

Leaving a Farewell Wife Author: Su Wu

When we tie hair as husband and wife, there is no doubt about their love. Joy is in this evening, and grace is in good times.

On a long journey, what will happen when you look up at night? All the ginseng and dust are gone. I will say goodbye now.

We are on the battlefield, but we haven’t seen each other for a long time. Shake hands and let out a long sigh, crying to make a living.

Try to love Chunhua, and don’t forget the happy times. Life is a time to come back, death is a longing for love.

Translation

They have been married since adulthood, and they love each other without any doubt. The joy is only tonight, and the two lovers should take advantage of this beautiful moment.

Expeditioners always think about setting off on the road, so they get up to see how late at night it will be. None of the stars in the sky can be seen, and we are gone forever.

After being ordered to go to the battlefield, the two of them had not yet met each other. Hold hands tightly and sigh loudly, and cry more when parting.

Try to cherish your youth and don’t forget the happy times. We should come back again when we are alive, and we should miss each other forever when we die

Extended information:

In ancient feudal society, the control of women was stricter than that of men. Since ancient times, " There is a saying that you can’t leave the boudoir in three steps.” You should always pay attention to your appearance, speech and behavior, and look like a lady should. Naturally, there will be men who admire you, and they will not express it directly, but usually express their feelings through the tokens you send.

"The hair and skin of the body are received by the parents." The ancients attached great importance to body parts and considered them to be part of "filial piety". That's why in the Three Kingdoms, after Xiahou Dun was shot in the eye by an arrow, he shouted, "Father's sperm and mother's blood must not be discarded!" and ate his eye back in one bite. Give a part of your body to your sweetheart to express your unparalleled love. Natural hair is the perfect way to express your love.

Therefore, in ancient times, women often cut off a bunch of black silk and gave it to their lover as a token of love. In ancient times, there was a saying that tying hair was a way for women to express their feelings and determination. If a man responded, he would also give something close to him, usually a jade pendant.

Sogou Encyclopedia: Leaving Wife Farewell

Sogou Encyclopedia: Ancient Women’s Keepsake

3. Poems about hair and hair cutting

Hair Verses about hair cutting:

Li Bai's "Seventeen Songs of Qiupu: White Hair Three Thousand Zhang (Part 15)"

White Hair Three Thousand Zhang, Is Fate Worry Like a Long Body?

I don’t know where to find the autumn frost in the bright mirror!

This is a poem of anger. With unrestrained passion and romantic artistic techniques, the poet created the image of "self", vented his deep resentment and depression, and exerted a strong and touching artistic power. "The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the fate is as long as it is?" It came from the sky, like a surging tide, like a volcano erupting, it was shocking.

Just looking at the sentence "white hair is three thousand feet" is really incomprehensible. How can white hair be "three thousand feet"? When I read the next sentence, "It seems like a long hair due to sorrow," I suddenly understood that it turned out that the "three thousand feet" of white hair was born and grew because of sorrow! It is well known that grief produces white hair, and it is three thousand feet long. How many deep sorrows should there be? The crucial weight of ten words falls on one word "sorrow". It’s incredible to write about sorrow in this way! The strange and strange sentences can't help but make people marvel at the poet's courage and writing power.

"Send Benefit to the Master" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

Those who offer benefit to the Master are unruly people.

Fifteenth year, I love the mountains and rivers, and I thank my friends aloofly.

Take off your crown, cut your hair, and leave your traces in the dust.

When he became prosperous in Siming, he ascended to Qiu Min in the sky.

Then I climbed to the rooftop and looked out, all the valleys were rugged.

Stay at the highest point at night and look up at the stars.

Blowing wood and stone, and hearing the sound of Shaojun.

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"Send Benefit to the Master" is one of the poems written by Han Yu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.

Han Yu (768~824), whose courtesy name was Tuizhi and whose nickname was Changli, was called Han Changli in his later life, and his posthumous title was Wengong. He was called Han Wengong in his later life. He was a native of Heyang, Henan, Tang Dynasty (now Mengzhou, Henan), and his ancestral home was Deng. Zhou Yi said that he was one of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties. He calls himself Junwang Changli, and is known as Han Changli in the world (the word "Junwang" is the collective name of "Jun" and "Wang". "Jun" is an administrative division, and "Wang" refers to a famous family. "Junwang" is used together, It means a famous family in a certain region. Han Yu lived in Changli for a long time, so it is also called Han Changli). In his later years, he served as the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, also known as the Ministry of Official Affairs of Han. Together with Liu Zongyuan, he is an advocate of the "Ancient Prose Movement". Together with Liu Zongyuan, he is also known as "Han Liu". He is also known as "The Great Master of Articles" and "The Wen Zong of the Hundred Generations". He puts forward the proposition of "writing to carry Tao" and "combination of literature and Tao". Oppose the trend of parallel couples since the Six Dynasties. He is the author of forty volumes of "Han Changli Collection", ten volumes of "Waiji Collection", "Shi Shuo" and so on. It has the reputation of "the rise of literature and the decline of eight generations".

4. Sad poems about love

I came before you were born, but you are already old after you were born.

I wish I could live at the same time, but I will be with you every day. (9 seconds per word is recommended, exactly three minutes) Hahaha, just kidding.

These poems are the four most beautiful, pure and vivid love poems in the world in my opinion. From here we can interpret the four true meanings of love. I hope more people will treasure these four poems. I long for the first realm where each of us still has faith in true love: "The Farthest Distance in the World" Tagore's World The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but when I stand in front of you and you don’t know that I love you; the farthest distance in the world is not when I stand in front of you and you don’t know that I love you. I love you so much that I can’t say I love you; the furthest distance in the world is not that I can’t say I love you, but that I miss you so much that I can only bury it deep in my heart; the furthest distance in the world is not that I can’t say I love you. I can't say that I miss you, but I love each other but can't be together; The furthest distance in the world is not that we love each other but can't be together, but that we know true love is invincible but pretend not to care; The farthest distance is not the distance between trees, but the branches growing from the same root, but they cannot depend on each other in the wind; the farthest distance in the world is not the branches that cannot depend on each other, but the stars looking at each other, but there is no intersection. ; The farthest distance in the world is not the trajectory between stars, but even if the trajectories intersect, they are nowhere to be found in an instant; The furthest distance in the world is not that they are nowhere to be found in an instant, but they are destined before they meet. We can't get together; the farthest distance in the world is the distance between fish and birds, one is in the sky, and the other is deep under the sea; My dear, you are by my side now, but we can't love each other in the sun.

The second realm: "To the Oak Tree" Shu Ting If I love you - I will never be like a climbing flower that borrows your high branches to show off itself. If I love you - I will never imitate an infatuated bird. The repetitive monotonous song of the green shade is not only like a spring that brings cool comfort all year round, nor is it like a dangerous peak that increases your height and sets off your majesty, even the sun or even the spring rain, these are not enough! I must be a kapok tree near you. As the image of a tree, I stand with you. Roots, clasped in the ground, leaves, touching in the clouds. Every time the wind passes, we greet each other, but no one understands our words. You have yours. Copper branches and iron trunks are like knives, swords and halberds. I have my red flowers, which are like heavy sighs and heroic torches. We share the cold waves, wind and thunder, and thunderbolts. We enjoy the mist, the mist, the mist, and the rainbow. It seems like we are separated forever. But we are dependent on each other for life. This is the great love - not only love your majestic body, but also the position you insist on, the land under your feet. The third realm: "Seeing and Not Seeing" Living Buddha Tsangyang Gyatso, you see me, or you don't see me. I'm right there, neither sad nor happy, you think about me, or you don't miss me, my love is there, it doesn't come or go, you love me, or you don't love me, my love is right there, neither increasing nor decreasing, you follow me, or you don't follow me, my hand is there. Come to my arms and let me live in your heart. Love each other silently and rejoice in silence. The fourth realm: "When You Are Old" Yeats When you are old and your hair is white, you are sleepy and sleepy. Taking a nap by the fire, please take down this poem and read it slowly, recalling the softness of your eyes in the past, recalling their heavy shadows in the past. How many people loved you in your youthful and joyful moments, admiring your beauty, both pretense and sincerity. Only one person loves you. Pilgrim's The soul loves you. The painful wrinkles on its aging face hang down, and it softly and sadly tells the story of the passing of love by the red-fired stove. It paces slowly on the mountain above its head.

5. Some classic poems about love

A fair lady, a gentleman is a good man.

--The Book of Songs of the Spring and Autumn Period (one of the poems in "National Style") Zhou Nan Guan Ju Guan Guan Ju Jiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman is fond of quarrels.

The waterlilies are mixed and flowing from left to right. A graceful lady, I long for her.

I can’t get what I want, so I sleep hard and think about it. Leisurely leisurely, tossing and turning.

Pick the waterlilies from left and right. A graceful lady, she is a friend of the piano and the harp.

There are different kinds of water plants, left and right. The fair lady is played with bells and drums.

Classic Love Poems 2. When heaven and earth are in harmony, I dare to be with you! --Han Han Yuefu Shangxie Shangxie! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, I dare to be with you! Classic Love Poems 3. I hope you will pick more of them, as this is the most lovesick thing.

-- Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty Acacia Red beans grow in the southern country. How many branches will grow when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing. Classic Love Poems 4. The human face doesn’t know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

--Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty, inscribed in Nanzhuang, Capital City. On this day last year, in this gate, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

Classic Love Poems 4. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is always a sunny day. --Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, Bamboo Branch Poems (3) The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is at the same level, and I hear the singing on the Langjiang River.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It means there is no sunshine or sunshine. Classic Love Verses 5. Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but it was not clouds except Wushan.

--Li Si, Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.

Classic love poem 6. The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears until dawn. - Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Farewell (two poems) Pingping is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are in early February.

The spring breeze blows ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when the bead curtain is rolled up. Passionate but always ruthless, I can't laugh in front of you.

The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears for others until dawn. Classic love poem 7. It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

--Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Untitled It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.

When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.

Classic love poem 8. I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind. --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, Untitled The stars and the wind last night were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang.

I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind. Separate seats are served with spring wine to warm them up, and separate seats are covered with candles and covered with red lamps.

I listened to the drums to answer the official questions, and walked around Malantai. Classic Love Poems 9. This love can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time! --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Jinse The Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past.

Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke.

This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time! Classic Love Poems 10. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Night rain sent to the north. You asked about the return date but it has not been scheduled yet. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond.

How can I cut off the candles from the west window and say that it rains at night in Bashan? Classic Love Verses 11. Flowers bloom and must be broken, but don’t wait until there are no flowers left to break branches.

--Du Qiuniang of the Tang Dynasty, Golden Threaded Clothes. I advise you not to cherish your golden threaded clothes. I advise you to cherish your youth. Flowers are ready to be broken when they bloom, but don’t wait to break branches when there are no flowers left.

Classic Love Poems 12. I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever.

--Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Regret is the first long song in ancient and modern times. Because the poem is too long, it is not excerpted. However, the famous lines in the poem are such as "It's hard to give up on natural beauty", "Looking back and smiling a hundred times." "You are beautiful", "A pear blossom brings rain in spring", "When no one is whispering in the middle of the night", etc., can also be used for love. Classic Love Poems 13. Wine enters the heart of sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness.

--Northern Song Dynasty Fan Zhongyan Su Muzhe The sky is blue and the leaves are yellow. The autumn colors are rolling in waves, and the waves are green and cold.

The mountains reflect the setting sun and catch the water. The grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

The soul of the dark country, the thoughts of the journey. Every night, good dreams keep people sleeping.

The bright moon rests on the tall building alone. The wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.

Classic Love Poems 14. If love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? --Qin Guan, Magpie Bridge Immortal, Northern Song Dynasty The clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han are far away in darkness.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world. Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can't help but look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home.

If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? Classic Love Poems 15. Passion has hurt parting since ancient times. Where will you wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon. --Liu Yong, Rain and Linling, Northern Song Dynasty. The cicadas are mournful, facing the Changting Pavilion at night, and the showers are beginning to stop.

There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, there was no rain left to choke.

Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads, the dusk falls and the sky widens. Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have been saddened by farewell, and even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival! Where did you wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon.

The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?

6. Poems related to hair

1. The fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet, and the clear and shining jade arms are cold. ——Du Fu

2. Comb your hair a thousand times, and you will lose weight and lose weight. The chicks are raised to become a giant crane, and the seeds are grown into tall pine trees. The white stone was boiled all night long, and the cold spring was used to pound it all day long. Never leaving his hiding place, he can be seen by the world. ——Jia Dao of the Tang Dynasty, "Taoist in the Mountains"

3. The jade zither was not fully played, and the phoenix bun and luan hairpin fell off.

4. The frost hair of the lonely minister is three thousand feet, and the fireworks weigh ten thousand every year.

5. The temples are covered with blue clouds and the indigo is dyed, and the eyebrows are divided into crescents like a knife.

6. There are dark clouds on the temples, and the crescent moon is on the eyebrows; the snow is condensed on the skin, and the face is lined with the morning glow.

7. The temples are like dark clouds shaking the ground, and the hands are like sharp bamboo shoots and flesh with fat. It is clear that the cardamom is still fragrant, and it is suspected that the stamens of young peach are in their early stages.

8. The eyebrows sweep through the tender willows in early spring; the fragrant skin flutters against the moon on Suyao platform, and the green temples cover the pines and Xiuyun clouds.

9. A married woman with equal eyebrows is also a wise woman. My sister-in-law is in her prime years. The hair is messy and the bun is on the side. Love puts the flower branches in front of the rudder. ——Song Dynasty Wang Chen's "Fisherman's Ci/Fisherman"

7. Poems about love

1 The life and death agreement is broad, and it is said with the son.

2 It’s hard to feel sorry for each other at this time and night.

3 The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it in the end. I feel haggard because of Yi.

4 What if the love lasts for a long time? How can it last day and night?

5 Overlapping tear stains and brocade characters, the only thing in life is love that is hard to die.

6 In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and on the earth, I wish to be a twig.

7 days will last forever, and this hatred will last forever.

8 I miss you so much, but there is no place in the world to arrange it.

9 The bottom of the acacia tree talks about lovesickness, and Si Lang hates it and Lang Lang doesn’t know it.

10 The two farewells are desolate and the last two are the same, the most unbearable resentment in the moonlight.

11 There is no colorful phoenix in the body, two flying wings, and a clear mind.

12 This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.

13 Returning the king’s pearls to tears? I wish I could have met you before we were married.

14 I know that my love will always be there when I am here, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river.

15 Asking what love is in the world, it is straight to the point of life and death.

16 Come into my lovesickness door and know that I am lovesick in pain. Long lovesickness brings long-lasting memories, but short lovesickness brings endless longing. -----Li Bai

17 You are like road dust, and I am like muddy cement. Ups and downs of different potentials, when will they meet and harmonize. ----- Cao Zhi

18 Only if you don’t miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. ----- Xu Zaisi

19 Ten years of life and death are vast, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles in a lonely tomb, with no place to talk about desolation. -----Su Shi