
The years are hurried, and in the blink of an eye, the white hair will grow old, and the white hair can always make people feel sad and desolate! Years are easy to get old, time is easy to pass, don't wait until you are full of white hair to lament the passing of time. Ten poems of aria white hair, do it and cherish it!
Look in the mirror and see the white hair
Tang-Zhang Jiuling
Su Xi Qingyunzhi, white hair year.
Who knows in the mirror, the shadows pity each other.
Sigh white hair
Don-Cen Shan
White occurs at a speedy pace, and it is helpless to hand over people.
Nowadays, there are more sideburns than several stems.
Tang-Wang Wei
Su Xi Zhu Yan became a twilight tooth, and his white hair became droopy.
A few sad things in a lifetime, do not sell to the empty door.
White hair at first sight
Don-Bai Juyi
White produces a stem, towards the mirror.
Don't say a few stems, a full head from this beginning.
Aoyama Fang is far away, and Huang Shouchu is from Shi.
Unexpectedly, between the sideburns, it was suddenly like this.
Wing gray hair
Song-Lü Nangong
Having let Xiao fade like snow, why should he take off his comb lightly.
It is not as long as poverty and sorrow, and we have not been separated from each other in our lives.
The first sight of white hair shows inside
Song-He Zhu
An Neng was a marquis, and the east wind of the western sun saw the white head.
Faith is the body that I do not have, but it is more leisurely outside the body.
Hair
Song-Gu Feng
One stem is white, and two sideburns are suddenly more.
It is difficult to buy gold from the teaching of Qingjing Ming.
Dyeing is not the same as the old, tweezers are gone and reborn.
How many people do not have this, it is not light to look at.
Song - Sheng Lie
White hair is not a kind, how to suddenly grow on its own.
From every inch of the ground, two or three stems are planted here.
The house debt is still in debt, and the mountain forest has not been completed.
The head is becoming ugly, and the shame is presented in the mirror.
I saw gray hair for the first time in the mirror
Yuan-Liu Song
In the spring of forty-six years, I was shocked to see the new white hair in the mirror.
The sun and the moon have been divided into idle rewards, and the East Wind has used to be jealous of people.
Ming-Wang Tingxiang
Day by day the wind and dust, lao lao book lead.
I don't know that in the mirror, I have become a two-haired person.
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