-Wang Wei translated "Marching into the Fortress": Lonely smoke goes straight to the vast desert, and the endless Yellow River has a sunset. 2. Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke of supper rises from the house.
-Wang Wei translated a passage from My Cabin in Wangchuan: The sun is about to set at the ferry, and the smoke in the village is getting farther away. 3, blue sky, yellow leaves; The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.
-Fan Zhongyan's "Su Muzhe Nostalgia" translation: Blue sky and white clouds, the yellow leaves of the earth are dancing, the autumn scenery is connected with the water waves in the river, and the waves are filled with green and cold smoke. 4. Distant villages, smog in the Yi market.
-Tao Yuanming's translation of "Returning to the Garden": In the distance, the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. 5. Four hundred and eighty halls in the southern dynasties, how many towers in the misty rain.
-Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring" translation: More than 480 ancient temples and countless towers left over from the Southern Dynasties are all shrouded in wind, smoke, clouds and rain. 6. When the trees are straight, Bitiao Creek takes advantage of Qiaowan.
-Fan Chengda's translation of "Under the Bamboo": The smoke at the head of the village is like blue ripples. When it reached the bridge, it also turned a corner. 7, smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.
-Du Mu's "Bo Qinhuai" translation: Smoke fills the vast Han River, and the moon shines on the white sand house. 8. At sunset, candles were passed in the Han Palace, and light smoke was scattered into Wuhou's home.
-Han Yi's "Cold Food" translation: As night falls, the palace is busy handing out candles, and the smoke from the kitchen is scattered into the homes of princes and nobles. 9. Drive away smoke and find households, and roll the fog out of the mountain.
-Wang Bo translated "Wing Wind": Blowing away the smoke in the mountain, sweeping away the fog in the mountain, showing the houses beside the mountain stream. 10, the faint flying bridge is separated by wild smoke, and the fishing boat asks about the west bank of Shijie.
-Zhang Xu's "Peach Blossom Creek" translation: A Gao Qiao appeared across the clouds and asked the fishing boats on the west side of the rock.
2. What poems describe cooking smoke? 1, In Memory of Qin E Messer
Song Dynasty: Liu Kezhuang
Mercer, the walls are frozen. It's still early. Hong returned early and was asked by Iraq, leaving the old man behind.
The sound in the west of Zhejiang is quiet, and there is less smoke when going to Huaibei. Smoke less when cooking. Xuanhe Palace, cold smoke and rotten grass.
Translation:
Plum blossoms withered, the ice and snow in the northern frontier melted, and the geese flew north early. I'm going to entrust the wild goose returning to the north to greet the elders in the hometown of the old capital. The frontline area is sparsely defended and the border is silent. The north of Huaihe River occupied by Jin people is sparsely populated. Xuanhe Palace, once prosperous and extravagant, is now covered with hay and dust.
2. "Two poems tell the story of Wu. The second "
Song Dynasty: Sun Yong
Julie's village was full of smoke and people closed their doors in the rain.
A few good birds don't know where, and a thousand vines are faint.
Translation:
Smoke rose in the green bamboo forest, only to know that there was a small village deep in the bamboo forest. When I approached, I found that people's doors in the village were closed early because of the rain. At this time, there were bursts of birds singing in the bamboo forest, but the position of birds could not be found in the huge bamboo forest, only long vines and ancient trees in the evening were seen.
3. "picking mulberry by boat in Tonglu"
Qing Dynasty: Tao Yuanzao
Floating families are not afraid of storms, so they stop cooking, smoking, drinking tea and sleeping with Sha Ou.
In the evening, people gather in quiet birds and fish, and the river in the middle of the month is tied to the rock surface, and the mountain shadows are gone.
Translation:
Jiang is still not afraid of the turbulent headwinds. Just after dinner, I slowly make tea, lie on the boat, let my thoughts wander in the sky with Sha Ou, and slowly fall asleep. As night falls, there is silence, and light rain plays in the water in droves. The moon is high in the sky, the river is sparkling, and the boat is tied to the rock, blending in with this quiet night.
4. "Back to the Garden, Part I"
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming
The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.
Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.
Translation:
The neighboring village in the distance is faintly visible, and the smoke from the kitchen is floating in the village. There were several dog barks in the deep lane, and a rooster kept crowing on the top of the mulberry tree.
5. Cold food
Tang Dynasty: Han Yi
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
Translation:
In Chang 'an in late spring, catkins are flying all over the sky, and the east wind blows the willow branches in the imperial garden at the Cold Food Festival. As night fell, the palace was busy handing out candles, and smoke curled into the homes of princes and nobles.
3. Ancient poems describe cooking smoke 1, sparse forest, a little cooking smoke.
Song dynasty; surname
Zhou Bangyan
An inch of gold, a country with pale cliffs.
2. The smog in Tian She often covers the wild.
Song dynasty; surname
redstone
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan
3. A wisp of smoke.
Song dynasty; surname
Yuan Quhua
"Water tunes the song, birds sing and trees are sparse."
4, from a little smoke.
Song dynasty; surname
Lu you
Old friends in Taoyuan recalled that the sunset was lonely and Chai Men closed.
5. Identify cooking fumes
Song dynasty; surname
Zhang Xiaoxiang
Dolly Xiao Jing Shu
6, take a little lonely village.
Song dynasty; surname
Zhao Changqing
Bodhisattva crossing the river, smoke curling up and a little lonely village.
7. Clouds stay with smoke.
Song dynasty; surname
Xin Qiji
Partridge sky, clear water in thousands of feet, thundering at a hundred paces.
8, the old smoke is broken.
Song dynasty; surname
Xin Qiji
Man Jianghong, I am right about the monarch.
9. listen to the smoke in the deep alley.
Song dynasty; surname
Chen sanpin
"Four Sides of Xishan, Weihe City, butterfly lovers"
10, in the smoke of the wild stove
Song dynasty; surname
Liu Guo
Liu Zhou Ge Tou Chang Huai
1 1, Liu Yingren started smoking.
Song dynasty; surname
tall
Leave the spring season, break the summer sky and reflect low.
12, there has been no smoke in the kitchen for several days.
Song dynasty; surname
Weiliaoweng
Niannujiao is blown by the east wind.
13, I saw smoke coming out of the kitchen chimney again.
Song dynasty; surname
Huang Ji
Qinyuanchun Sun Crossing the West Window
14, cooking smoke, family of three.
Song dynasty; surname
Liu Kezhuang
Tanfloxacin Riyuetiao Pills
15, there is less smoke in the north of Huaihe River.
Song dynasty; surname
Liu Kezhuang
Recalling Qin e mei Xie
16, less smoke
Song dynasty; surname
Liu Kezhuang
Recalling Qin e mei Xie
4. What are the poems about "cooking smoke"? 1. "Recalling the Old Friends of Taoyuan"
Song luyou
Just like this world. After staying for seventy days, he was ordered to attend Chengdu Murong and left. Before I left, I made a poem about my old friend in Taoyuan.
The sunset is silent and Chai Men is closed. Cooking starts at one o'clock when it smokes. Chickens and dogs are traveling outside the forest. Everyone has a sad meaning.
The old man is old and thrifty. I like this mountain city very much. It depends on it to paint the building often. When will you come back here?
2. Cangtan
Song luyou
The centurion is helping to sing and paddle, and the boat opposite can't talk.
For a moment, people were silent, but they were heard to be turning into two cars.
Oh, my dumb car turned badly, and the boatman was already standing in Shaji.
The misty reed village shines red, and the fisherman is wet after the rain.
Looking back at my hometown, I have been in Qian Shan, and I have passed the first beach where Xia and Shang started.
Teenagers also advocate official entertainment, but when they are old, they know it is difficult to go.
3. Bad days in September
Song luyou
Cooking smoke is lonely, and tired birds return in the cold.
A few trees reflect the cypress, and the heavenly work releases Fan Kuanshan.
4. Late autumn
Song luyou
Clear autumn is a new year, full of red maple and white apples.
In the sea, the old friend's book is broken, and the gull in Tingzhou is blind.
5. Qingping music
Song Shiyue
Water is far away, and smoke is cold across the bank.
Ten miles of weeping willows shake the tender shadows. I woke up worried after drinking.
6. Western Pacific Palace Building
Wang Song Anshi
The grass is growing, and the willows are slanting by the water.
Smoke rises alone at dusk, and I don't know who the fishing net is.
7. "Walking in the snow is sunny."
Qing wangbin
Step on the snow bridge and swim in Meixi Qu. Spring breeze man first breaks the jade on the top of the tree. Every village hut cooks cigarettes at night, so it is more important to find village wine to wear in the hut.
8. "successful summit"
Tangwangxu
Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County.
Levy Peng, return the geese to Wu.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.
When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.
9. Walking Late at Night in the North
Song luyou
Desert villages are far and near, rising in winter and east.
The three-pronged ancient road is in ruins, and a Qingjiang River is in the haze.
Foreign things have been forgotten, and the old man has no companion.
It's cold and lonely, and it's late, and I can see that I'm one year older and poor.
10. "Back to the Garden"
Tao Jin Yuanming
Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature.
Fall into the dust net by mistake, thirteen years.
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.
Open up wasteland in the south and return to the garden.
There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine straw houses.
Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital.
The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.
Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.
The house is clean and miscellaneous, and the virtual room is idle.
Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.
5. Poems containing kitchen smoke: Liang Zhu (Chen Sanpin)
The west of the city is surrounded by mountains. Duck scales, patting the bank of the pond. A gust of east wind is blowing. Looking at it, I feel the lonely sail in the distance. I hate finding fragrance late. Old mulberry is thick, and farming is everywhere. The blackbird advised officials to drink cheap wine. Cooking smoke and listening to reeling cocoons in deep alleys.
Shuilongyin (Ugly Courtyard)
The little star shoots low and sparse, and the pillow is still sloppy when it is cold. Cooking smoke entertains the house, people are talking in the next room, and luggage is in front of the shovel. Frost smoothes the bridge, fog fades the grass, and time passes. Saddle alone, cold sleeves full, into the oblique moon, empty mountains. Suggest using the tip of a whip. At the edge of the wine flag, Chai Men closed again. Ink painting, because the wind wants to send, plum blossom Wan Li. The treasure account is full of spring, but it is believed in the dream, and some people are haggard. Come back, don't rely on the new cavity, change your tears and worry about paper.
Zaofa Zhu Xia (Fan Chengda)
After morning makeup, I broke a slight cold and chatted wearily through the saddle.
The line is fine and foggy, and the mountains overlap.
When the tree is straight, the green stream occupies the bridge bay.
Hundreds of birds are like welcoming guests, feeling without thinking.
Leave Spring Order (High)
The setting sun is low, the bridges are flowing, and the river is flat. Liu Ying smokes, just like Jiang Nanan people. Then the east wind blew the drunk noodles. Ask who cares. Among the flowers, we sang and drank and asked when we would meet again.
Zi Yun Zi Zhan and Shu pray for the harmony of snow, fog and pig spring (Huang Tingjian)
The old farmer was so hungry that he wanted to see four rainy days.
Lin cast a shadow over the baby when he came back, so I couldn't hear the cook not crying.
It's not that every household has no cigarettes, and the silk drools through the spindle.
Make Xue Min tasteless, and cook Artemisia annua with salt.
It is said that claws should invade muscles, and frost will turn green without killing grass.
Lonely ghosts wander in the fog of the western hills, and fat and wine should not be profaned.
It is better to blame Ge Beiyuan than to obey the orders of the Eastern Government.
Doctor Qi, the official of Buzai Temple, exposed himself and fell off a cliff.
Please don't draw heaven, but you will cry when you cross the river.
The raw goose is not dry, and the wind is irrelevant.
A hundred-mile banner sprinkled with jade flowers made you move dragons and snakes.
The old farmer was very happy to have a spring event. He ordered a meal.
Doctor, don't sigh that you are tired from work. Next year, wheat and rice will be reduced.
Baishakou Airport Road (Huangtingjian)
The master saves the beginning and the end, and I manage the system.
The hanging seat is full of wind, such as a strong crossbow.
White sand is put in the mouth, and long reed sees smoke.
A leaf holds the autumn rain, and the Cangjiang River is a hundred feet boat.
On the other hand, who can keep it for many years?
Think about the past and benefit the region and deal with the world.
The avenue is very leisure and nothing is wasted.
Who knows that the eyesight is net, and the old mountains and rivers have changed.
Wuchang Songfengge (Huang Tingjian)
Build a pavilion by the mountain to see Pingchuan and jump into the rafters at night.
I came here with the right meaning.
The old pine has been burly for hundreds of years, and the axe forgave it.
The wind sings fifty strings, and you don't need a bodhisattva spring to wash your ears.
Jia's son is so virtuous that he can't afford a banquet.
The rainy night sings in the corridor until dawn, and you don't return to the monk's felt.
Spring is dry and stone is dry, and mountains and rivers shine for me.
Wild monks can't be hungry for a long time, and there is smoke in the cold current.
Road flyover Dongpo has sunk in the spring. When will Zhang Hou come before him?
Diaoyutai is windy and rainy, you can sleep during the day, and you can watch the seal dragon in one pavilion.
Andrew's body has been released and the ship is carrying all his friends.
Yuzhiyuan (Huang Tingjian)
Xiaoxiang is born in spring, and the wind is like a valley spring.
Through the misty rain, the floc is fine and graceful.
On the famous garden, Zhuge, the back view and the front view.
Ask the people who lived in the past that there is no smoke in the kitchen.
Life must be rich.
The river is clear and rippling.
A hundred years * * * so, Ann Lacrimosa.
It is a good thing that Marquis Chiang Kai-shek is happy.
The car is loaded with flowing bones, and the shoulder is shirked.
Tired of seeing Kong Ren's face, Chou Shi turned into Yan.
I feel like you advised me to get drunk, but I can't help it.
You mess with my eyes, and it's empty.
Action needs people's help, which can be a stone.
Love LeiJunQin, soup to Zhu Xian.
But most people who hate listening to music will die with them.
There is a sin of poetry in life, such as incorrigible.
Today's pain should be corrected, and three troubles should be recovered.
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan (Hongshi)
Old age, summer drought and autumn sun. Ten rains and five winds are destiny takes a hand, and doing your best is a disaster. How can a small county be banned? Word Lao Dai, QIA Huilu people. In Tian She, cooking smoke often covers the wild, and residents are forbidden to leave their homes. Zudao is exempt from repair? Grain.
Qinyuanchun (Huang Ji)
When the sun shines through the west window, the guest sleeps and dreams back, and the court is empty. Remember the Haitang Cave, the mud treasure, the shelf, and the oil wall truck. Drunk ink poetry, roses show their weight, flying crows all over the wall. Try to understand, drift with the current and look at the horizon. Half of DOG is steaming. Willows are weeping on both sides of the strait. Then you can relax mink wine, kill spring resentment, measure beads to buy laughter and enjoy the years. Opposite the castle peak, I can't move it, saying that it is no longer bitter with the clouds. Deep in the mountains, when you see the smoke rising again, you know it's another person.
6. What are the poems related to "cooking smoke"? 1. Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house. -Wang Wei
Interpretation: When the sun sets, the water on the ferry is sparkling, reflecting the afterglow of the sun; A wisp of kitchen smoke rose slowly in the quiet village.
2. The smoke in the fish market is cool blue, and the remnant Wu Ye in the water town is red. -Liu Yong
Interpretation: The antithesis is very skillful. The fish market and the water town draw a bleak picture of autumn scenery by the river: blue columns of smoke wander alone in the cold autumn air, and the bloody sunset glows red on the earth.
3. From the lonely village to the wild goose horizon. -Meng Haoran
Interpretation: Looking around, there is a vast wilderness, and I don't know where the mountains and rivers in my hometown are.
4. Depressed and lonely, empty city is cold. ── Wei
Interpretation: The market is depressed and the population is sparse. The sun shines on the empty city, and it feels miserable and cold. These two sentences are a combination of scenery description and lyricism, which complement each other.
5. The misty reed village is red, and the fisherman is wet after the rain. -Lu you
Interpretation: the thinking ability of the younger generation is drifting away, which has nothing to do with light and action, and is far away from the roots of plants.
6. Smoke rises outside the forest in the West Village, and smoke comes out outside the house ── Song's Miscellaneous Talk on Spring Day.
Interpretation: Le Sui's furniture has dried up, leaves have accumulated in the pool, and the house is surrounded by hedges.
7. Smoke from the kitchen is lonely and the door is silent ── Song's Black Day in September
Interpretation: Needless to say, it is clear that this cigarette has been grounded, which is fascinating and difficult.
8. Everything is quiet ── Song's "Poverty is One Thing"
Interpretation: the village is deep and the guests are scarce.
9. Tea stoves cook smoke and wild temples fall ── Song Luyou's "Mountain Walk"
Interpretation: Look at maple leaves and Xiao Su in autumn. So you must go to the temple.
10. There is no smoke in the sun ── Song's Stone
Interpretation: Cooking smoke is a bit lonely.
7. Ancient poems about rural cooking smoke (1) The smoke in the desert is straight, and the long river sets the yen (Wang Wei's "Make it to the top")
(2) The people in the village are far away, and there is smoke in the Yiyi market (Tao Yuanming returns to the garden)
(3) When talking and laughing, it disappears (Su Shi's Niannujiao? Chibi Nostalgia ")
(4) Four hundred and eighty halls in the Southern Dynasties were covered with terraced fields and misty rain (Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring")
5] blue sky, yellow leaves; The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. (Fan Zhongyan, "Su Curtain Covering")
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")
8. sentences describing cooking smoke beautiful sentences about cooking smoke in mountain villages
1, the hometown in the morning is quiet and busy. With the rise of several wisps of kitchen smoke, the poplar trees on the street are entangled by wisps of kitchen smoke, and the kitchen smoke flutters and rises enchanting among the leaves, greedily breathing the fragrance of rural new Mitte floating out of the old house.
2. Cooking smoke is the mentor of all souls in the village. She let us find our own yardstick in the coordinates of life and keep confidence in life at all times.
3. Through the fields where crops are ripe and harvested, scattered orchards, winding ridges, short adobe houses and kitchen smoke fluttering on the roof are all exposed.
The smoke in the morning is very different from that in the evening. It is not clear whether this is smoke or mist hanging over the countryside. It rises in the air, occasionally seeing an early shadow. The hillside in the distance is gradually covered with a layer of mist, and the sun has not yet risen. From time to time, one or two cocks crowed, which broke the peace of the mountain village.
5, smoke curling up, silently telling the happiness and sadness of farmers, telling the hopes and longings of generations. Because it is the future and hope of the world, people's memory and yearning for a happy life, and also a beautiful and beautiful scenery in the countryside.
6. The north wind blows, the setting sun sets from the other side of the mountain, the smoke from my hometown rises and is dispersed by the autumn wind, like a wisp of air dispersed in the wind, like a faint smoke drying my tears.
7. The smoke rising in my hometown is a lamp tower that will never go out. It is guarded by the mother's love, and it is expected by the love of distant children.
8. The smoke rising in my hometown is a bridge connecting my heart. At this end of the bridge, it is the endless dream of children working hard in other places. At the other end of the bridge, it is the endless concern of the white-haired mother!
9. The smoke in my hometown is lit in my heart at this moment. Those old houses scattered at the foot of the small mountain village fluttered with smoke. The swaying smoke is the news tree of the mountain village.
10, the children working in the corner of the field suddenly felt a sense of belonging when they saw the fluttering kitchen smoke. Because they know that where the smoke rises is their home, where there is smoke rising, there are relatives waiting.
1 1. The smoke from the kitchen in the distance rises tenaciously against the wind and rain. As it gradually dispersed, it merged into the green hills and the earth. At the same time, it overflowed into my heart and blended into the blood of life.
12 whenever we enter the twelfth lunar month, the sky in the countryside is always full of smoke, and the air is full of fragrance.
13, after the twelfth lunar month, there is a growing fragrance, which is the charm of every household to light up the taste of the year. The watch and sustenance in the coming year will make the whole village drunk, and the smoke from the kitchen will be more and more lingering. Along this fragrance, busy figures can be seen everywhere.
14, the smoke from the kitchen is everywhere in the mountain village. At this time, it is like the fruit on the vine, connecting all over the mountains, showing birth and vitality, showing incomparable richness and prosperity.
15. Cooking smoke is quiet, pure, light and ethereal. People try their best to show their immortal souls. Cooking smoke is the cloud rising from the house, the ghost cremated in the firewood stove, and the sound and breath of the village.
16. Scattered on the old house at the foot of the small mountain village, wisps of smoke fluttered. The gently swaying kitchen smoke is an information tree in the mountain village. Children working in the corner of the field suddenly feel a sense of belonging when they see this fluttering kitchen smoke.
17. The smoke from the kitchen in the mountain village smells like home. How many times I approached the house, listened to the roar of the wind wheel, listened to the symphony of pots and pans, and listened to my daughter's silvery laughter, but I hesitated for a long time, afraid of breaking the warmth of home and the peace of mind.