Name a few poems about people getting old.

1, the autumn face enters the dawn mirror, and it is strong and withered.

In autumn, tweezers and white hair were given to Zong Lin, the elder brother of Yuanliu. Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

A fallen tree knows the age and autumn, and a bottle of ice knows the cold. Guizhi is green and the snow is shining.

When you were young, you would climb the red phoenix with your wings. Thirty years of voting, ups and downs.

Look at the clouds, sit up and pay attention. Look in the mirror in autumn, and your hair will wither.

Poverty gives birth to Jia, and hunger gives birth to mother's rice. When heaven and earth are extremely beautiful, Tao sighs.

Yue is suitable for Zhao, and Su Qin can speak Korean for the first time. Why destroy it when it is fixed on me?

Explanation:

A leaf falls to know autumn, and a bottle of water freezes to know cold. Guizhi is greener every day, and Lingyun's branches are taller. Young people are heroic and eager to climb the swan goose and reach the top. We have been dating for 30 years, sharing weal and woe, sorrow and joy. Sighing at the blue clouds, sitting opposite and looking at the white hair. The bronze mirror is an aging autumn face, and the once strong black hair withered under the high crown.

When he was poor, he did business with Bao Sheng like Guan Zhong, and when he was hungry, he begged her for a meal. At that time, the clouds will open up and there will be a way in the chest. Why do you need to sigh? I feel that I have just arrived in Zhao, and Su Qingang lobbied South Korea. Of course, I am very satisfied with myself. Why does time ruin my youth?

2, who knows that in the mirror, I feel sorry for myself.

See white hair in the mirror Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling

In the past, Qingyun was brilliant and white hair was wasted.

But in the mirror, I feel sorry for myself.

Explanation:

When I was prime minister, I served my country with great ambition. Now I have done a long history. I have nothing to do. I am wasting my time. But when I look in the mirror, I see my hair is white and old. I feel deeply lonely, but my body sympathizes with my shadow.

3, the city is long, yumei.

Li Bai, a native of Huaiyang, Danqiu, Tang Dynasty.

I will be Master Yuan, and my half-name is Tianlun. There is no declaration contract, so I am very close to Yan Xia.

The taste hates the world, but the meaning is not extended. Although pine and cypress are bitter, they are ashamed to chase peaches and plums.

There is the Great Wall, beautiful and sunny. You lose weight on the mountain and get light dust.

The soul is getting dirty, and aging depends on the cause. I have a knack for grasping your body.

When taking golden medicine, go to Ziyang as a guest. Everything can't coexist, and the morning light still respects for a hundred years.

Don't go to the southeast, it's so sad and sad. It was not easy to be ambitious in the past, but we should stick to it for a long time.

I have returned to Tianjin, Bai Yunfei.

Explanation:

I regard you as Master Yuan's half-brother, and your home is just right. I'm not interested in official positions. I always like to be close to foggy scenery. I hold a grudge against the persecution of the world network, and my unforgettable will has never been realized. Although pines and cypresses are bitter, they are ashamed to chase the beautiful spring scenery like peaches and plums. Between the city and the DPRK, the years are long, and the youth and beauty have long been aging.

What is lost is heavier than mountains, and what is gained is lighter than dust. The soul gradually becomes filthy, and signs of aging appear in the competition. I've recently found a way to keep you young. Even if you take the golden medicine, you can become the guest of the immortal Ziyang. Everything is hard to get benefits, and a hundred years will soon pass, so we should hurry up.

After leaving you, I will go to the southeast. I miss you in a long and sad mood. It's a long way to go if you don't change your long-cherished wish. Perseverance is the key. Rest, the world, I go back and forth, just like Bai Yunfei floating on the Tianjin Bridge in Luoyang.

4. Fortunately, there are teeth and the bone marrow is dry. ?

Farewell to the Old Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The empty countryside has never been peaceful in war. I am old, but there is no peace. Children and grandchildren were all killed on the battlefield, and war requires death. ?

Throw away the crutches and go out to fight. The same person in the same group shed tears for me. Fortunately, my teeth are good and my appetite is not diminished, and my sad body is as thin as firewood and withered. ?

Armored and armored, the man had no choice but to say goodbye to the leader. I am sad to hear my wife sleeping on the road, and I still have thin pants and sheets in winter. ?

Knowing that the last time we met, poor people and poor people didn't pity her. I can't go home yet, but I still listen to her urging me to do my best. ?

The defense of Tumen is strong, and the natural barrier in Xingzhen is difficult to smuggle. The situation is no longer the battle of the city in those days, even at the time of death. ?

There is joy and happiness in life, no matter you are cold, old and sick! Thinking of the peaceful young people in the past, they can't help sighing for a long time. ?

The army is generally recruiting troops, and the war has permeated Lu' an. The remains of a tree and a blade of grass, a blade of grass and a blade of grass, are all red on the beach. ?

War is everywhere in search of paradise on earth, and the emperor dare not hesitate to kill the enemy. Resolutely abandon the hut and go to the front, the sky is really broken!

Explanation:

The war in the four fields is not over, but I can't get peace when I am old. Children and grandchildren were martyred on the battlefield, so there is no need to fight for their lives. Throw away crutches and go out to fight, and people in the same trade shed tears for me. I am glad that my teeth are intact and my appetite is not diminished, but I am sad and thin. The man wore armor to join the army, so he had to bow for a long time to say goodbye to the chief.

On the way to sleep, I heard my wife's complaints. In the cold winter, I still have thin pants and clothes. The poor couple didn't feel sorry for her hunger and cold until the last time they met. I'll never go home if I leave now, but I still hear her urging me to eat as much as possible. The Tumen Pass is tightly guarded, so it is difficult for Xingyuan Town to rely on smuggling. The situation is not as good as the battle of Yecheng, and even the time of death has a grace period.

Life has joys and sorrows, it doesn't matter if you are hungry, cold, old and sick! I can't help sighing when I think of my youth. Around the world, enlistment is heavily guarded, and the bonfire of war has filled the mountains. The remains piled up on mountains, grasslands and trees have become foul, and rivers and plains have been dyed red with blood. Where is the paradise on earth where war is everywhere? How dare you hesitate to wander when Qin Wang kills the enemy?

Resolutely abandon the cabin and go to the front. If the sky falls, it will be disastrous!

5, Shang Yang people, Shang Yang people, beautiful black, new hair.

Bai Juyi, the White-haired Man of Shang Yang in Tang Dynasty

Shang Yang people, Shang Yang people, beauty is black, white hair is new. Green guards the palace gate. As soon as the sun closes, it is spring.

Xuanzong entered the primary election at the end of the year, aged 16 and 60. At the same time, more than 100 people were selected, who were deeply disabled.

Recalling the past, I fought back my grief and said goodbye to my loved ones. I helped myself into the car instead of teaching me to cry. When the clouds are fashionable, they are grateful, their faces are like hibiscus, and their chests are like jade.

The king was not allowed to meet, and Yang Fei squinted at him. Jealousy makes you sneak into the palace and stay in the empty room all your life.

Leave it blank, the autumn night is long, and the night is sleepless. The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window.

It's late spring, so it's hard to sit alone at night. Gong Ying is full of anxiety and disgust, and Liang Yan is always jealous.

The warbler's cry goes to Yan quietly, and the spring goes without remembering the year. Just look at the deep palace and the bright moon, and the object is round four or five hundred times.

Now the palace is the oldest, and everyone named it Shangshu. Small-headed cymbals wear narrow clothes, and the green eyebrows are slender.

Outsiders should laugh if they can't see it. Shang Yang people suffered the most.

How about suffering less, suffering older, suffering less and suffering older! Don't you see, in the past, Lu gave a gift to a beautiful woman,

There is no white hair song in the sun today!

Explanation:

Shang Yang Gong Ren, Shang Yang Gong Ren, the beauty of that year has secretly disappeared; Now in my twilight years, my hair is as white as silver. Green camp guarded the palace gate and shut out Shang Yang people in many spring days. Speaking of it, it was the last year when Xuanzong was elected to the palace. He was only sixteen when he entered the palace, and now he is sixty years old. More than 100 people were selected together. However, with the passage of time, they all withered, and now there is only one old woman left.

I remember when I said goodbye to the person I love with tears in my eyes. I was helped to the car and was not allowed to cry. It is said that you will be favored as soon as you enter the palace because you are so beautiful. I didn't know that when I entered the palace, Yang Guifei looked at me coldly from a distance without waiting to see the king. I was so jealous that I was secretly sent to Shangyang Palace and finally died alone.

Living in an empty room, the autumn night is so long, the night is not sleepy and the day is not bright. A residual lamp, the light is groggy, according to the back, projected on the wall; At night, I only heard the rain rustling and banging on the doors and windows; The days of spring are so slow, so slow, sitting alone watching the sky, it's so dark. Huang Yinger in the palace burst into tears, which should make people feel happy, but I was filled with sadness and tired of listening.

Swallows on the beam are paired, flying together and living together. How enviable, but I am too old to attract the slightest jealousy. The oriole returned, the swallows flew away, and the palace was abandoned for many years. In this way, I don't remember how many years have passed. I only know that I have looked at the deep palace, looked at the sky and the moon, and watched it go east and west, which has been four or five hundred times.

Now, in this Shang Yang Palace, I am the oldest. When the emperor heard about it, he was given the title of "Female Shangshu" at a distance. I still wear small shoes and narrow clothes; I still use that indigo thrush, which is thin and long. People outside didn't see it, but they saw the joke, because this makeup was still the fashionable appearance of Tianbao in the last few years.

In shangyang palace, the pain can be said to be the most: young people are also suffering, and the elderly are also suffering. I've been alone all my life, but what can I do? Didn't you see Lv Xiang's Beauty Fu at that time? Haven't you seen today's Song of White Hair in Shangyang Palace?