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How to hold your hair with a hairpin in the ancient style

Question 1: Illustration of how to use a hairpin to pull your hair. The first method: Comb your hair into a ponytail without a rubber band. Twist it clockwise or counterclockwise. The tighter the better. Then, twist the hair around the back of the head to form a small naturally rolled circle. At this time, use the pin method to first lift the hairpin downwards and then upwards, so that the hairpin can be firmly fixed on the hair.

The second method: after you comb your hair straight, grab the hair with your left hand to the position where you want to put it, usually in the middle of the back of your head, and then pull the hair with your right hand and twist it downwards The left thumb goes around the top of the head, and then goes around to grab the root of the hair with the left hand. At this time, the left hand can fix all the hair, and the right hand can loosen it, and then grab the remaining hair from the bottom of the back of the head, and then wrap it from the root from bottom to top until it is around After that, hold the decorated end of the hairpin in your right hand, pass it through the thumb of your left hand, then make it perpendicular to the head, clasp the hair on the scalp, and then pass it through the hair under the hair. At this time, the hair has been tied up. Good and fixed.

The third method: first grab the hair, as if combing a ponytail, hold it with your left hand first

Then take the hairpin in your right hand (mentioned here) It's the kind of stick), with the flower facing up, vertically placed on the left side of the picked hair

Then move the hand holding the hair to the left, covering the hairpin. At this time, the middle part of the hairpin The child is covered by the hair

Then the tip of the hairpin is rotated counterclockwise from the 6 o'clock position around the hair to the 3 o'clock position. Note that it is counterclockwise

Then pull out the hairpin a little, and let the tip stick to the scalp and wear it to the 9 o'clock position~Note~When wearing it, be sure to pass through the hair on the left~

Question 2: I have long hair. You hold a comb in your hand and hold it up for me. What is the ancient sentence of "I will shave all your hair, send you all to a concentration camp, and then burn you to death~!" Damn it~!

Question 3: Please give me a song! An ancient song with lyrics! The original song is Piano Music of the Night 4. I can't remember the lyrics. I only found a few ancient-style songs using Piano Music of the Night 4. They are all sung by girls. Since I don’t know which song you are referring to, I’ve put them all up for reference only~ I saw Ye’s piano music and clicked in to help

There is a problem with the layout of the lyrics submitted for the answer, but The modification cannot be made, please forgive me~

Into the Throat (Piano Music of the Night 4)

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Music: Piano Music of the Night 4 Lyrics: San Yao Qian Original Singer: Huai Su Sing/Later Period: Liang Shuimian Copywriter: Su Qian ----------- -----This is a small score for the copywriter------------------"Chang An, why do you never smile? Is what I do not good enough? You don't like these "-"Chang An, if I don't kill them, they will kill me. It's not a pity for me to die, but what will you do if I die? Who will draw your eyebrows, who will tie your hair? Come and support you with peace..." - "Chang An, don't cry, I'm most afraid of your frown. I try my best to be good to you and make you happy at all costs, but you never smile at me and never want to be sincere. "Smile at me." - "Chang'an, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm always here, don't be afraid."----------------This is Ye Changan and Leng. Xiao Ran's eternal score-----------------Xiao Ran, look, I smiled, for you, only for you. In this life, she, Ye Changan, betrayed him, Leng Xiaoran. In the next life, she prayed that she would repay him with all her blood and tears. Xiao Ran, wait for me. If you are with me on the road to hell, you will not be lonely.

---------------This is another sub-point of the copywriting--------------The wind and snow paint the eyebrows an inch, the mountains and rivers are still the color of frost when the water of Daichuan has stopped flowing for ten miles. The moon is getting thicker. How many floors are there? People are looking at several floors. There is no resentment or hatred. Who calls it adding new sorrow? Half a dream, I don’t know the absurdity. The cold night is long and empty. The seven-point soul shadow is covered with flowers and fur. I have not left it, or I can’t stay. I dare not stretch out my hand. Watching the remaining willows from the pavilion, lonely and scattered for one night, watching paper umbrellas, thick snow, two butterflies flying like hooks, watching clouds scattering, watching the infinite sea of ??people running around, watching idiots wishing to sigh for a long time at the waves and sand, immortality, the time has passed, sighing at my daughter’s wine, drinking, the memory is raging, sighing at the lingering breath, and suddenly looking back Sighing, the light pierced my eyes for a moment, I opened my mouth and became mute, and then penetrated and entangled endlessly. The flowers fell, and the tears were not dry, and they entered the throat. The blood stained the morning makeup, and half of the green hairpin entered the throat. The book, several love and hatred, and the loess, all the regrets entered the throat

2. Wu Shang by: Zi'er

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Wu Shang - Red Song: Piano Music of the Night 8 words : Qianzi sings: Zi'er, the twilight is getting darker, half the palace is empty, the windy sky is showing, and the lonely moon is half full, alone, with bare hands, burning incense, swaying for three inches, the old feelings are blurred, a faint blue mark, the clothes are simple and elegant, entering the heart, not hearing the sound of rain falling outside the window. Passed away, leaving three thousand white snows in the world of mortals. I have no regrets in this life. There is only one person. No matter how many delusions there are, I will stay at the Tzu Chi Palace.

The parasol trees are swaying and the dream cannot come true

The Herb Garden

The fragrance of medicine has filled the air for several springs. Humanity has been banished to immortals and fallen into the mortal world. How can mortals be greedy and resentful? When will all the loneliness dissipate? This desolate soul has a face like jade and a warm heart. Morality and justice will last through the ages. How many illnesses in the world are unbearable. Ask Luo Xiu to brush it away. The rise and fall of the world, disappearing in a blink of an eye, facing the moon for a lifetime, leaning against the window in the middle of the night, the wind is not allowed to kill time, and the layers of layers are passing by, and the bright moon cannot bear it, and I meet the falling flowers, and I quietly watch the drizzle, and smile a little in the morning, and suddenly remember the beginning, before I asked you. Which restaurant do you go to if there is already a hit person?

3. One person’s song (Night Piano Music 4) by...gt; gt;

Question 4: Only waiting for one If the person who ties my hair becomes ancient style, I also like ancient style. Almost all the songs on the computer are ancient style songs, but there are not many people around me. Most of my friends who like ancient style are Du Niang. Those who answered the above questions about ancient-style music, or Danmeiwen Shenma’s hookup, and some of them are about ancient-style music, but they don’t particularly like it. They just regard ancient style as a special music category, and when it comes to ancient style, I think The things I like mentioned above may actually be different things, such as musical instruments, classical culture, history, etc. What I like most are the lyrics of ancient songs and ancient beautiful articles. My dad used to do it when he was a child. He tells me historical stories, so sometimes he also reads some interesting stuff about history. In fact, you still have to be interested enough that you can lead your friends. A few of my girlfriends were attracted by me = = But they also like to read ancient novels

Question 5: There is a song whose lyrics are about Wanqing’s hair, probably these four sounds, an ancient type of half-pot gauze

Lyrics: Liu Keyi Baimu Sanshi

Composer: Liu Keyi Baimu Sanshi

Singer: Liu Keyi

Arranger: Baimu Sanshi

The ink has entered the water to cross a pond of blue flowers

Take five minutes of red clouds to pick bamboo and go home

The gentle wind comes to bury the mulberry and hemp in the ground

A cassock Let go of lovesickness

Ten miles of peach blossoms waiting for marriage

The pearls in the phoenix crown are tied into the hair

The sandalwood brushes the jade bracelet to make the veil

Leave a cup of bud-colored tea in the air

If the landscape in my heart

can be seen in your eyes

I will pray with lotus flowers step by step

How do you know that there is a piece of grass floating in the sky

Time makes people grow old

The flowers and birds in the wind and moon smile and their fate is over.

Ten miles of peach blossoms waiting to be married

The pearls in the phoenix crown are tucked into the hair

The sandalwood brushes the jade bracelet and makes the gauze

Leave a cup of bud-colored tea in the air

If the landscape in my heart

You can see it all in your eyes

I pray one lotus at a time

How do you know that there is a piece of grass in the sky

Time makes people grow old

Wind and Moon Flowers and birds smile and their fate is over.

If the mountains and rivers in my heart can be seen in your eyes

I will pray to the lotus step by step

How do you know that the floating grass and the years are so inspiring? Old

The flowers and birds in the wind and moon smile, and they are destined to die

How do you know that the floating grass makes people grow old

The flowers and birds in the moon smile and they die

Question Six: An ancient style online name with Suwanqing? Su's sound brings back the moon and Qing's shadow

Su's wind brings back Yunqing's shock

Su's ray brings back Hua Qing's singing sky

Su's dynasty brings back Qing's stillness

Please accept it if you are satisfied, thank you~~

Question 7: Looking for a nice ancient-style online name for girls, no more than 6 characters. Ye Yaxuan

Question 8: Pen name, ancient style, girl, two words, sad. Internet names such as Cang Yue, Xuan Yue, Leng You, Leng You, Leng You, Ming Xi, Ming Xi, Qianxun, Guxiang, Huaiqin, Banfeng, Aoyi, Yurui, Chufu, Qingning, Chu'an, Jirui, Panhan, Lingxuan, Jingning, Xunyi, Xidan, Zifu, Henjun, Yiling, Bingrong, Baixia, Baiyao, Qijun, Shangxin, Broken Wings?

Saint Lan Zhao is an immortal, and those who win the Saint will win over the world. (Lan Zhao)

Fairy Lingbo came out of her dusty socks, walking on the water with a tiny moon. (Ling Bo, Chen Socks, Shui Ying, Ying Ying, Wei Yue)

The winter plum blossoms are dotted with delicate branches, and the fragrant face is half-opened and charming. (Han Zhu, Zhu Qiong, Yinyi)

The peach blossoms shine brightly. When my son returns home, he will be well suited to his family! Taozhiyaoyao, there is truth. When my son returns home, it’s a good time for his family! The peach is young, its leaves are pure. The son has returned home, and it will be a good time for his family! (Tao Yaoyao, Tao Zhuozhuo, Yaozhuo, Ye Zhenzhen)

Take a look at the following poem for yourself.

The shadows are omitted, the tea color is green and green, and the shadow is dense and silent. When I think about it, every year I go, the landscape becomes more important.

The fallen trees fluttered off the flower fence, and the flowers fell and the people stood speechless. I gently tap the wandering leaves with my bare hands, without thinking about the ups and downs of the painting. The purple wind gently lifts the hair, and the plain gauze rises and falls like a picture. Looking up at the four or five stars in the blue sky, the young man once confused his thoughts.

Flying flowers, snow, moon and butterflies are dancing wildly, my heart is aching under the cherry blossom tree, misty clouds and smoke are passing by, but they always pass by each other, prosperity is gone, Korea is dead, I look at the sky with melancholy and smile, longing for three lives, when will you be sad? Willing to accompany you.

Dressed in neon clothes, light and airy, exaggerating the thoughts in the eyes, a pile of light warmth, two sleeves dependent on each other. The love is deep, the meaning is endless, the rain and smoke in the south of the Yangtze River, a heart umbrella, the boat is sailing in the dream, the boat carries a stick of incense, and how many people are intoxicated.

The sparse willows are full of smoke, and who cares about them? The body is like a flying swallow on the waves, with dancing sleeves; after eleven years, love and hate are all in one thought, the snow swallow is flying gradually away, don’t ask leading edge.

Morning and evening rain cuts through the darkness of the night. The breeze caresses the face and stays in the heart forever. It goes towards the morning and evening, and the silhouette of the lonely city remains alone. The moon in the water, the sun in the sky, the journey of the sun and the moon, if Out of it, floating in the wind, scattered in the rain, I turned my head white to relieve my sorrow for you. Then I looked back, and the fate of this place was the distant dream of orchid, which I had left in my dream. The separation at the end of the song was the sorrow of separation, and my head turned white as a young man, like When I first wake up from the dream, everything seems to be in vain

The sky is gray and dark under the feet, the vast earth is windy and speechless, the red plum blossoms welcome the flying snow, and the sound of a flute passes over the snow-capped mountains. The plum branches are trembling and the music is lingering. Who is resenting you thousands of miles away? I miss you every year and look forward to it every year. Luo Shan has no choice but to wait for your words.

Red hands, ice eyes, affection hidden behind the coldness. Illusion, skull blood, yin and yang hand seals, six soul terror curses, difficult, difficult, difficult. Black flag outfit, mandala. The appearance is incomparable. She is a woman, born in troubled times. A strand of flying hair wanders all over the world, desert, desert, desert.

The peaceful night is gone, and the lovesickness is incomprehensible. I look across the river and see that you are nowhere to be seen. The cherry blossoms drift away year after year, and you are still in the future. I don’t know whether it is because you are not destined for this life, or because your heart has changed. , several years have passed, and I can no longer recall the training in Bingxin Lake.

Spring is light, red is resentful, covering double rings. In the light rain, among the flowers, I am reading leisurely, silently bursting into red tears. Lanjia, the fragrance sells and the dream returns. Leaning against the painting screen and thinking about the past, it’s not like I’m just writing the word “love” in vain.

The moon leaks through the window and covers up the lonely lamp, and the shadows dance sadly in the falling wind. The old scars on the mind are finally gone, who will repeat the song and play the new song? Qingben's jade is scattered in the wild, and it is quiet and pleasant in front of the elegant pavilion. The vines are entangled with charming green, and the light, wind and moon are soft and graceful. The two swallows on the low eaves are often envied, sitting alone facing the wind and worrying endlessly. The feelings of yesterday are difficult to understand today, and the flowers and leaves are drifting in the remaining water. The lovesickness has ended, and the sorrow continues, a song of farewell and a quiet song.

Who weaves the years into a brocade, and washes away all the beauty in an instant. A single game of chess, in just a moment, becomes the world.

The heaven and earth gather together the souls and all the Taoist beings, watching the stars in solitude. The five elements and all things are reincarnated, and the Tai Chi two rituals are life and death. The king's way and the chivalry's way are not what I have in mind. I am left alone in the world. See how I, Donghuang Taiyi, master Yin and Yang.

No one can understand the lingering feelings, a period of lovesickness and a period of sorrow. Thinking lightly and sending it to the end of the world, thousands of threads and farewell thoughts at night. The neon lights outside the pavilion are shining, and the silent rain is soft and fluttering. Se Feng stood still thinking about lovesickness. Don’t say again, companions in the world of mortals. How many times do we expect to meet again? The oath is still empty.

The sky is shining brightly, looking at the fleeting shadows. Then the whirlwind goes away, and the clear core is locked in smoke. Why not ride with it? The light smoke and soft branches are sent by the gentle breeze. Who knows? I saw him in the shadow at dawn, feeling sad and sleeping alone for half his life.

In this vast world, I am as lonely as you and as passionate as me. I look at the sun and sigh with excitement, and I sigh for a thousand years! One year, one day, the wind touches the sleeves, and the whole body looks chic. The road is long, pure and flawless, a hundred years is like drunkenness, and one step is spent. Floating and sighing, surfing the sand, watching the beacon smoke indifferently, drinking a cup of tea. The wind blows slowly, the scenery is picturesque, the sea and the sky are my destination, and I care about you all my life.

Secret words of sorrow, passing years of silence. No prestige judgment, five elements of yin and yang. The night is still young, and there is no remaining light. There are only stars and few souls. Flowing colors and purple peaks, free and easy in the world. The vague appearance has turned into an illusion. Killing is not natural, it is all because of these troubled times, it has become a purple sorrow in the corners of the eyes in the long night. The seal in the hand determines who will turn into smoke and dust. Yin and Yang have no boundaries, you are the world of mortals...gt;gt;

Question 9: Looking for Gufeng’s pen name. Like Qingyi Taohua (meaning peach blossoms, burning its flowers)