What are the poems about steamed buns?

1.

"The Play of Eating Game Steamed Buns"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You

Living in poverty with precious wages Few, the cold clouds are thousands of miles wide.

The junior high school birds are doubled, and the prison nine is on the board.

Put chopsticks to rub the abdomen and call the boy to break the small lump.

He is still better than Xi Lao, and he looks up to the official in the garden.

2.

"Chen Gongzao is still looking for bamboo shoots to make steamed buns"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Chen Di

The Jade Edition Zen Master Comes If the supply is supplied, a young child dares to share the treasure.

It also includes cantaloupe crumbs, and the flavor is sure to be pleasant.

3.

"Visiting Jinghu with Cui Eryi and sending packages to congratulate the Second Duke"

Era: Tang Author: Meng Haoran

Try to see the objects in Jinghu Lake, the middle flow is clear and the bottom is clear.

I don’t know the taste of sea bass, but I know the love of gulls and birds. ?

The sails are carried by the wind, and the weather is clear in spring.

We will explore Xia Yu’s cave and take a little back to Yuewang City. ?

There are buns in the house, and the article recommends congratulating students.

Canglang sang it when he was drunk, so he sang it with the same voice.

4. "Cleaning the Heart, Quitting Face Washing"

Era: Yuan Dynasty Author: Ma Yu

As a monk, he is greedy for delicious food. Ignore tossing and remove the powder to wash your face. Eating vegetarian dumplings and steamed buns with fake turtles is very Taoist respectable. It is good for the mouth and stomach, but not for constipation. Eat a simple diet and fill in holes and chasms. Happy poverty, tranquility and leisurely travel, especially

5,

"Mountain Dwelling Poems"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Yanshou

Body and Mind After leisurely thinking, I will remember the unforgettable words of Qi Dao.

Thousands of teachings are weak, but everything must go to the root.

The sparse rain takes advantage of the birds returning to their nests, and the dense smoke hides the bun ape.

Nothing happened when I stopped chanting. The distant mountains drove the scenery into the Maoxuan.