How to pronounce Luo

How to pronounce Luo: [luó]

Luo: luó ㄌㄨㄛˊ. The radical "Luo" is simplified to "Luo". Simplify and save strokes based on ancient calligraphy. From bamboo, Luo Sheng. The silk bird is the paradigm of Luo. The two paradigms of Bamboo and Luo are superimposed. Using silk and bamboo to make a container with a grid structure is the paradigm of the basket.

Luo Dou is Luo Dou. Basket. Tujia folk song "Crying Marriage Song: Scolding the Matchmaker": "How many baskets of sweet words can you fight with, and you don't have to worry about not getting the money? It's like my hungry dog, which eats in the east and goes away in the west."

Luo A basket. "Red Army, Red Army, Relatives of the Yi People" by Al Mujia: "The Red Army carried several baskets of silver coins, silver ingots and copper coins." "Selected Chinese Folk Stories: The Story of County Magistrate Xu": "The enemy had to find a basket He grabbed two common people and carried him away in a bamboo basket. Wu Zuxiang's "Mountain Flood" 2: "The three officials picked up the poles on the ground and put them on the baskets." Wang Xiyan's "Snowstorm" 5: "She saw some farm workers carrying baskets and poles walking through the middle passage of the carriage. ”

Luojian In old Shanghai, the small foreman was called Luojian. Chapter 63 of "Strange Situation Witnessed in Twenty Years": "Little foreman, the people in Shanghai call it 'luojian'. The people who work in the luojian there are also doing brick and ash business, and the brick ash used in the manufacturing bureau is all It’s his.”

The basket is loaded with baskets. Zhu Ziqing's poem "The World": "The friend in the blue coat, straw sandals, bare legs, and open chest came carrying an empty basket."

The basket head is the basket. Shu Wei's "Old Changgong": "Yang Dongshan heard this and said: 'You are a captain and a party member. You only care about the basket head and the basket pole all day long. If there is a problem, you don't care.'" See "Rao Basket".

Basket sieve made of bamboo. Ke Zhongping's poem "Parting through the forest to look for the well": "The endless forest canopy is in the sky, turning the canopy into a sieve."

The baskets and baskets. "Anthology of Revolutionary Folk Songs: Dual Folk Songs": "You don't have as many folk songs as I do. I have a few baskets of folk songs and a few holes in the bottom of the basket. There are not as many folk songs as there are leaks." See "Luodou".