1. What are the poems describing "cooking"
1. "Cold Tools" - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
I rubbed the jade with my delicate hands several times, and it turned out to be green. Fry until tender and deep brown.
Translation: The young woman is adding water to the noodles, shaping the noodles, and frying them into tender and golden noodles.
2. "Ode to Pork" - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
When washing the pan, use less water, and the firewood will not smoke.
Don’t rush him until he is mature, he will be beautiful when the heat is sufficient.
Translation: Wash the pot clean, add a little water, light firewood and weeds, suppress the fire, and simmer it with a virtual fire that does not emit flames. Wait for it to cook slowly on its own, don't rush it, when the heat is enough, it will naturally taste delicious.
3. "The Journey of the Yellow Bird in Noda" - Cao Zhi of the Wei and Jin Dynasties
The Chinese kitchen prepares a sumptuous meal, cooking sheep and slaughtering fattened cattle.
Translation: The chef prepared a rich meal, cooked the mutton, and slaughtered the fat cattle.
4. "Ode to Shanyu Dayin's Poem on the Source of Fishing Fun over the River" - Deng Lin of the Ming Dynasty
White-scaled turtles serve spring wine, and red-tailed soup is served with fragrant dinner.
Translation: Finely chop the white fish meat and mix it with the spring wine, and mix the red fish tail with the porridge for dinner
5. "The Wedding Wife" - —Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
He went into the kitchen for three days, washed his hands and made soup.
Translation: Three days after the wedding, I came to the kitchen, washed my hands and made soup myself. 2. Poems describing meals
1. Su Dongpo was both a famous scholar and a famous gourmet.
Therefore, it is said that there are many famous dishes directly related to him, and there are even more dishes named after him, such as "Dongpo Elbow", "Dongpo Tofu", "Dongpo Jade Grits", "Dongpo Jade Grits", "Dongpo leg", "Dongpo sprouts", "Dongpo black carp", "Dongpo cake", "Dongpo crisp", "Dongpo bean curd", "Dongpo meat" and so on. "Dongpo Collection" records: "Sichuan people value celery, buds, spinach, and mixed dove meat for it."
Spring dove breast is fried turtle dove breast shreds with celery. Later it was called Dongpo Chunjiu.
Sheep soup, "Qin cooks only sheep soup, Long delicacies have bear wax". ——Su Shi's "Ode to Pork": "Wash the pan cleanly, use less water, and the firewood will not smoke.
Don't rush it when it is ripe. When the fire is sufficient, it will be beautiful. Huangzhou is good Pork is as cheap as dirt.
The rich will not eat it, and the poor will not cook it. If you get up in the morning, you will have two bowls. "
Su Dongpo used it. He had a special liking for bamboo shoots and pork cooked together. At a gourmet party, Su Dongpo wrote a limerick in handwriting: "No bamboo makes people vulgar, no meat makes people thin, vulgar but not thin, bamboo shoots stewed with pork." The delicious but poisonous puffer fish has also become his favorite delicacy. "A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a sign of the warmth of the spring river."
The short reed buds on the ground are full of wormwood and artemisia, which is exactly what pufferfish wants to have sex with. "Time" is a carefree seven-character quatrain, and it also writes about bamboo shoots, fat ducks, wild vegetables, and pufferfish in spring. It is really a delicacy in one sentence. "When autumn comes, frost and dew fill the east side of the garden, and the reeds bear children and mustards produce grandchildren.
I am full of hatred, and I don't know why I eat chickens and dolphins." In his opinion, these vegetables are better than chickens, ducks, and fish. Even more delicious.
Fenghu was Su Dongpo's favorite place for picnics. He compared the vines growing by the lake here to the water shields in West Lake, Hangzhou: "There are vines in Fenghu, which seem to be rivaling the water shield soup." Su Dongpo ate a ring cake made by an old woman, and couldn't help but write a poem: "The jade color is uniform when rubbed with delicate hands, and the tender yellow color is deep when fried in green oil."
When spring comes at night, I know the weight of sleep, and I flatten the beautiful woman's entanglement. "Arm gold." There are only 28 words, which outline the characteristics of the ring cake's thinness, fresh color, and crispness, and the image of a beautiful woman's ring.
"Small cakes are like chewing the moon, with crispy and glutinous rice in them." "When I go around the wheat fields to ask for wild shepherds, I am forced to cook mountain soup for the monks." "When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine." Born in Lingnan. "
Su Shi loved drinking tea, and he often praised tea in his poems. "The two flags are new under the Baiyun Peak, and the greasy green is fresh and fresh in the spring of the Grain Rain" describes the scenery of tea gardens in the mountains outside Hangzhou. "It has always been "Good tea is like a beautiful woman" and "I want to compare the West Lake to the West" in another poem were compiled into a famous couplet of teahouses.
Many of Su Dongpo's poetry manuscripts are related to food Relevant articles include "Poetry on Vegetable Soup", "Poetry on Pork Eating", "Bean Porridge", "Whale Journey" and the famous "Ode on Lao Tao". 2. Lu You was a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty and he was also a good cook. Experts, in his poems, there are hundreds of poems about delicacies.
The sentence "There is no meaning in the world, how can I get jade clams and water shields", this "jade clams" refers to. It is the "Jinyu Yuyu" which Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty praised as "a delicious dish in the Southeast". "齑" refers to thinly sliced ??fish fillets; "齑" refers to chopped pickles or pickles, which also means "finely chopped". p>
"Jinyuyuyu" is made of frosty white seabass as the main ingredient, mixed with finely chopped golden cauliflower. Famous dishes from Wu.
"The Sutuo offering in the sky is not the same as the Sutuo in the sky." That is to say, the noodles made with scallion oil are the same as the Sutuo (i.e. crispy) in the sky. He wrote down the recipe of "sweet soup" in the preface of "Mountain Dwelling Food Every Meat-Free Drama": "Make it with mixed cabbage, yam, taro, and rapeseed, without adding fermented glutinous rice sauce, and cook it with the delicacies of mountain cooks. "
The poem says: "I used to live on the edge of a lake, and I used to talk about the village wine and mountain delicacies. Over the years, I learned about the sweet soup method, and Wu Suan made fun of it. "
"Buy pig bones at Dongmen, with fermented glutinous rice sauce and orange scallions. The steamed chicken is the most famous, and the most beautiful ones are fish and turtles."
"Pig" means "pig", and "pig bone" means pork chops. The ribs are cooked or dipped in a sour sauce mixed with orange peel and other spices.
In addition, the poem praises Sichuan's leek, rice dumplings, turtle soup and other foods. "The vegetables are light and sweet after the frost, and the spring is approaching and the seedlings are tender and not wilted.
You can cook them right after you pick them. There is no need to add half a baht of salt and cheese." He summed up the choice of vegetables without seasoning, and the taste of the vegetables. Very fresh too.
"When I first visited Tang'an, I cooked barley, and the cooking was as beautiful as the carvings. It was as big as amaranth and as white as jade, and it was as smooth as a spoon and filled the house with the fragrance." Put the barley as big as amaranth (chicken head) into the house. The characteristics of whiteness, smoothness and fragrance are all written very vividly.
"Eating Porridge": "Everyone in the world learns about the long years, but they don't realize that the long years are in the present. I have learned Wanqiu's (immortal's name) simple method, and only eat porridge to bring immortality."
< p> "The crispy spoonfuls of seabass fat and wild rice are delicious, and the freshly made cakes with (Mai Qiao) cooked oil are fragrant. Since ancient times, people have been disdainful of wealth and wealth, but they have fallen in love with the local flavor and recalled their hometown.""The color of jade-like cat head bamboo shoots "It tastes as good as the hump of an oxtail orangutan." "Xinjin has no yellow chives in the world, and the color is as yellow as a goose for more than three feet. The Dongmen pig meat is even more amazing, and the fatness is not reduced. The Huyang crisps are not less fat." "The mountains and rivers of the motherland are infinitely good, and the elders in my hometown will not suffer from poverty.
Danyun Chu "When will the Xiu Dynasty be released? The taste will be as mellow as the hometown."
3. Although the poet Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty was not a gourmet, he had many poems about food. There is a line in "The Journey of Beauty": "The purple camel's peak emerges from the green cauldron, and the water essence is coiled on the plain scales; the rhinoceros chopsticks and glutinous rice cakes have not been lowered for a long time, and the luan knife cuts through the empty space; the yellow gate's flying eagles do not move, and the imperial chefs come to send eight The poem "zhen" is called "eight treasures".
"Green bamboo shoots welcome the boat out, and white and red fish come into the meal." "The wine of Sichuan is incomparably richer, and the fish in the river are more delicious."
"Flying snow fell silently" and "I put down the chopsticks and didn't realize it was all empty" describe the superb knife skills of chefs in the Tang Dynasty in processing fish and raw fish and the lively scenes of diners competing for food. "Spring plate with thin lettuce", "fresh crucian carp with shredded vegetables, parsley and green soup".
The questions and answers have not yet reached the point where the children are drinking wine, the night rain is cutting the spring leeks, and the yellow beams in the new kitchen ("To the Eight Virtues of the Guard") are all disgusted with the meat. Mr. Guangwen is not enough to eat ("Drunken Song"). Zi waved his two swords to the left and right, and the golden plate flew high. The white snow was high, and Xuzhou was bald and not enough to remember the Han Dynasty. The head was far away, and the bream was fat and delicious. It was the first place to know. It was both full of joy and desolate ("The Song of Watching Fishing"). 4. Zheng Banqiao is not only famous He is a painter, and he also has some research on eating. Zheng Banqiao has "Midnight drunken wine under the river moon, beautiful woman's delicate hands grilling fish heads", "Yangzhou fresh bamboo shoots and anchovies, boiled in the spring breeze in early March."
"Only water shield perch can be eaten, even if you are a low-ranking official "Every household peels spring bamboo shoots" to eat fish. 3. What are the poems that describe "cooking"?
The smoke from the farmhouses often obscures the fields, and the residents are stuck in their hometowns.
--Interpretation of Hong Shi's "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River": The smoke from farmhouses in the fields often obscures the outdoors. If you live here safely, you will not leave your hometown. Recognize the smoke from the kitchen, a few small houses, reflect the sunset, and a cluster of fishing boats.
--Explanation of Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Duoli·Jingxiaoshu": Looking at the smoke, you can tell how many households there are. Under the sunset, some fishing boats are parked together. There is only a little smoke rising from the kitchen, and a lonely village is different - Zhao Changqing's "Bodhisattva Man·(Qiu Laojiang Journey)" interpretation: A lonely village is sparsely populated, and only a little smoke rises.
The chaotic clouds leave with the smoke from the kitchen, and the white shadows come in the wild water. --Explanation of "Partridge Sky" by Xin Qiji: The remaining messy clouds in the sky have taken away the smoke from the cooking pots, and the streams in the wild have reflected the moon.
The smoke from the old years was about to die, and thousands of people were saved by the public. - Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong·I to the Lord" interpretation: When the beacon smoke was ignited last year, he almost died, but it was Langzhong who saved his life. Thousands of people. Outside the sparse forest, there is a little smoke, and the ferry is jagged and sparse.
--Explanation of Zhou Bangyan's "One Inch of Gold·River Road": Outside the sparse woods, a little smoke from the cooking pots is scattered over the ferry, making it appear more vast. In the smoke of the picnic stove, there is still Pai Xiu.
--Liu Guo's "Liuzhou Songtou" interpretation: In the smoke rising from the wild, people from wealthy backgrounds still come to have picnics. The smoke from Liu Ying's house seems to be on the south bank of the Yangtze River.
--Explanation of Gao Guanguo's "Liu Chun Ling": Smoke rises from the houses under the shadow of the willow tree, as if they are on the shore of Jiangnan. For decades, there has been no smoke - Wei Liaoweng's "Niannujiao" interpretation: For decades, there has been no human habitation at all, not even a smoke for cooking.
There are only three or two people living in a house with cooking smoke - Liu Kezhuang's "Tasha Xing" interpretation: The house rises to the starting point and is lit by cooking smoke, and there are only three or two people living in it. 4. What are the seven lines of poems that describe a family having a happy meal?
1. "The Guest Arrives", written by Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty.
Original text: There is spring water in the south and north of the house, but I can see a flock of gulls coming every day.
The flower path has never been swept by visitors, and now the gate is opened for you.
Panxiang City has far less flavor, and only old fermented grains are available in bottle and wine shops. He is willing to drink with his neighbor, calling across the fence to finish the remaining cup.
Translation: The north and south of the thatched cottage were filled with spring water, and gulls were seen flying in groups every day. I have never swept the flower path for guests, so I will sweep it for you today. This wood door has never been opened for guests, but I will open it for you today.
Too far away from the city, there is no good food on the plate, and the family is too thin, so we can only entertain them with old wine. If you are willing to invite the old man next door to have a drink with you, call him over the fence to drink the rest of the cup! 2. "Qing Ping Le Village Dwelling" comes from Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty.
Original text: The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream. When drunk, Wu Yin is very charming. Whose old lady is gray-haired? The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop.
What I love most is that my child died, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods. Translation: The eaves of the thatched house are low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.
The drunken Wudi dialect sounds gentle and beautiful. Whose family does that old man with white hair belong to? The eldest son was weeding in the bean field east of the stream, and the second son was busy weaving chicken coops. The most beloved one is the youngest son, who is lying in the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off the newly picked lotus pods.
3. "New Year's Day Occupying Liu Yazi's Huairen Rhyme" comes from the modern poet Dong Biwu. Original text: ***Celebrate the New Year with laughter, and the ladies of Hongyan give plum blossoms.
They toasted each other with Tusu wine, and drank victory tea among themselves. Only loyalty can serve the country, and there is no paradise for home.
Accompany the capital to welcome the festival with singing and dancing, and wish Yan'an a prosperous scenery. Translation: Everyone gathered together to celebrate the arrival of the New Year. It was very lively and laughing. The young comrades from Hongyan Village sent plum blossoms, which added to the festive atmosphere.
Everyone toasted to each other and expressed their New Year's wishes. After the banquet was over, everyone was still not satisfied. They tasted the victory tea together and talked about current affairs. Only loyalty can repay the motherland. Now the motherland is being invaded by foreign countries and wars are everywhere. There is no place to seek peace and happiness for one family.
We celebrate the New Year with singing and dancing in Chongqing, the capital, but don’t forget Yan’an. Let us wish the Yan’an Liberated Area prosperity. 4. "Jiangcun" comes from Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty.
Original text: The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and the Changxia River village is quiet. The swallows in the hall since I left, the gulls in the water are close to each other.
The old wife draws paper to make a chess game, while the young child knocks needles to make fishing hooks. But if you have an old friend to offer you Lumi, what more can you ask for in addition to your tiny body? Translation: The clear river flows around the village in twists and turns. During the long summer, everything in the village looks elegant.
The swallows on the beams fly freely, and the white gulls in the water are close to each other and accompany each other. The old wife was drawing a chessboard with paper, and the younger son was tapping a needle to make a fishhook.
As long as an old friend gives me some money and rice, what else can I ask for? 5. "Visiting Shanxi Village" is from Lu You in the Song Dynasty. Original text: Mo Xiao, the farmer's wax wine is muddy, and in the good years, there are enough chickens and dolphins for guests.
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. The flutes and drums follow the Spring Club, and the simple and ancient style of clothing remains.
From now on, if you can take advantage of the moonlight leisurely, you can knock on the door all the time and night with your stick. Translation: Don’t laugh at the turbid wine brewed by farmers in the twelfth lunar month. In the year of harvest, the dishes for entertaining guests are very rich.
The mountains are overlapping and the water is twisting. I am worried that there is no way to go. Suddenly, another mountain village appears in front of me. The day when Chunshe played the flute and played the drum was approaching, but the villagers still preserved the ancient custom of simple dress.
If I can still take advantage of the beautiful moonlight to go out for a leisurely trip in the future, I will knock on your door at any time with a cane.
Reference materials: Baidu Encyclopedia - Kezhi Baidu Encyclopedia - Qingpingle·Village Baidu Encyclopedia - New Year's Day occupation of Liu Yazi's Huairen Yun Baidu Encyclopedia - Jiangcun Baidu Encyclopedia - Tour Shanxi Village. 5. Where are the poems about food, dishes, etc.
Staple food categories: Staying at the foot of Wusong Mountain at Xunni’s house, Tang Dynasty Li Bai Staying at Wusongshan at the foot of Xunni’s house I stayed at Wusongshan, lonely and joyless.
The autumn work in the Tian family is bitter, and the neighbor's daughter is cold at night. Kneel down and eat the carved rice, the moonlight shining on the plain plate.
It’s so embarrassing that I can’t eat even if I thank you three times. [Note] Diaohu: Commonly known as wild rice, it grows in water and bears fruit in autumn. It is called wild rice and can be used for cooking. It was regarded as a delicious meal by the ancients.
The old mother surnamed Xun specially made Diaohu rice as a warm hospitality to the poet. -------------------------- Vegetables: Jiyu Wangchuanzhuangzuo. Wang Wei Jiyu empty forest, fireworks are late, steamed quinoa and rice millet are cooked.
Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the overcast summer trees. In the mountains, I learn to watch the hibiscus trees quietly, and under the pine tree, I fold the dew sunflowers in my clear house.
If the old man is fighting for his life, why should the seagull be more suspicious? [Note] Quinoa: A kind of herbaceous plant, the young leaves and new seedlings are edible. Dew Kwai: A green vegetable that can be boiled and served with meals.
-------------------------- Food during the festival: Tusu, a delicacy during the festival, is a kind of food soaked in Tusu grass. medicinal wine.
It is an ancient custom in my country to drink Tusu wine on the first day of the first lunar month to ward off evil spirits and eliminate plague.
Yuan Day Song Dynasty Wang Anshi The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households are as bright as the sun.
Always replace old charms with new ones. Yuanxiao is eaten on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. "Yuanxiao" has been used as food for a long time in our country.
In the Song Dynasty, a novel food eaten during the Lantern Festival was popular among the people. This kind of food was first called "Fu Yuanzi" and later "Yuanxiao". Businessmen also euphemistically called it "Yuanbao".
Yuanxiao, also known as "tangyuan", is filled with sugar, rose, sesame, bean paste, cinnamon, walnut kernels, nuts, date paste, etc., and is wrapped into a round shape with glutinous rice flour. It can be meat or vegetarian and has various flavors. different. It can be cooked in soup, fried or steamed, and has the meaning of happy reunion.
Shangyuan Zhuzhi Ci, Qing Dynasty, Fu Zeng. Walnuts are wrapped in the fragrant stuffing of osmanthus, and the glutinous rice is like pearls washed from the well. I heard that Ma's rice dumplings are good, and they sell Yuanxiao in the lantern style.
Yuan Jinglan, a poet of the Qing Dynasty, has a rather long "Poetry of Ode to Mooncakes", which includes the following lines: "When you enter the kitchen, the light catches the frost, and the steaming cauldron flows out the liquid. Knead the fine flour dust, and dot it with traces of rouge.
< p> Relatives and relatives give gifts to each other, and there is no room for neglect...Children sit together for reunion, cups and plates are scattered in a mess." and other sentences, from the making of moon cakes, giving moon cakes to each other among relatives and friends, to holding family banquets and admiring the moon, the story is complete. Regarding moon cakes, Su Dongpo wrote a poem: "Small cakes are like chewing the moon, with crispness and joy in them."-------------------------- -- About "Wine" Poetry and Food Chinese culture has many types and has a long history, and the connections between various cultures are also very close. Among them, the connection between poetry culture and food culture is particularly prominent.
Since ancient times, many literati have always been inseparable from poetry and wine, and wine from food. While tasting the wine, they recited poems and composed poems, leaving behind many well-known masterpieces.
Please see -- Wine Wine can be drunk and tasted, and can be used to express one's pride and express one's charm. Drinking less will strengthen the body, refresh and replenish energy, and a small drink with friends will add to the atmosphere.
The history of wine has existed since ancient times. For more than thousands of years since Dukang brewed wine, literati and poets of all dynasties have used wine to describe love, drunkenness as a song, and written countless masterpieces. The Yin of the Jade Pot: Martyrs strike the jade pot, cherishing their twilight years.
Three cups, swords and swords dancing in the autumn moon, suddenly bursting into tears and ripples in tears. At the beginning of the phoenix, he issued a purple mud edict to pay homage to the emperor and attend the imperial banquet.
Praising the masters of the Nine Levels and Thousands of Vehicles, mocking the nobles and virtuous people in the red and green waves. Count the flying dragons and horses to the sky, and give you a coral white jade whip.
The world does not know Dongfang Shuo, and the great hidden Jinmen is an immortal. A beautiful woman smiles and frowns, but an ugly girl is tired of imitating her.
Although the king loves his beautiful eyebrows, he has no choice but to kill people due to jealousy in the palace. As a gift to the envoy of Liu Du, Liu Gonghan was brought to Dongping, and the beauty of the Southern Kingdom was restored.
One song is Zhu Fu, and fifty silver medals are awarded. Drinking ice is a matter of military affairs, and the clothes are rich and beautiful.
Tens of thousands of bronze officials filed a lawsuit against Qing Yutang. Speaking of precious pearls and jade, writing brings back the wind and frost.
And I thank the Ming Lord and mourn for Yelang. When I return home, I have a lot of drinking debts, and my guests are charming.
Four houses were filled with high-pitched talks, and thousands of glasses of wine were poured out in one day. There is no clue what I want, and my horse wants to destroy it.
If the master doesn’t care, he will fish for Canglang. As a gift to Wang Hanyang, the white jade coffin fell from the sky, and Wang Qiao resigned from Ye County.
Not even a thousand years later, we met again in Hanyang. As if riding a flying duck, I still recognize the face of an immortal.
The hair on the temples is green, and the face is as bright as a child. I once touched the sea water, and it changed three times when it was clear and shallow.
Guo Ning Ma Gu said that the speed of light flows. If you have a few glasses of wine with you, you can have a feast.
When Baiyun returns, why sit and fight? After getting drunk on the snow, he gave it to Wang Liyang. If you have a body, don't wear dragon scales, and if you have hands, don't braid tiger beards. Look at the old Runan City, where the white-headed immortal hid his jade pot.
Zi You heard the wind blowing through the window bamboos and invited him to drink green wine from his cup. How different is the sun in the calendar? When the mountains are dark, white snow flies and flowers dazzle people's eyes.
Why should I worry if your family has wine? Many guests enjoyed their leisure time by candlelight. Xie Shang is able to dance like a bird, and Xiangru can avoid taking off his bird's fur.
After getting up early in the morning, I crossed the river to miss the Mingyue Tower for a thousand miles. A gift to a scholar from Luqiu. A wise man has a solid career, and it is in Shatangpi.
Bamboo shadows sweep over the autumn moon, and lotus clothes fall into the ancient pond. Read the Classic of Mountains and Seas leisurely, and lie down on the curtain far away.
Let’s have fun in the fields and have fun in the middle of the forest. Drinking wine in the wild and drinking sunflower in the garden.
If you can grow peaches and plums, you can grow peaches for me. A gift of money to conquer Shaoyang (a gift to Zhao Yunqing) A glass of wine with white jade and green poplars in March.
How many days are left in the spring breeze? Both temples are in silk. Holding the candle only requires drinking, and it is not too late to throw the pole.
If you are hunting in Weichuan, you can still be an emperor's teacher. Drinking alone on the Qingxi River stone, I sent my power to Zhaoyi. I took a bottle of wine and went to the Jiangzu stone alone.
Since the opening of heaven and earth, how many thousands of feet longer have they been? Raise your glass and smile to the sky, the sky will return and the sun will shine in the west. I will always be willing to sit on this stone and fish in Yanling for a long time.
Sending thanks to the people in the mountains can be in tune with you. I sent you a farewell gift from Guangling. I bought fine wine in a jade bottle and sent you back several miles away.
The horse is tied under the hanging willow tree, holding a cup in the middle of the avenue. Look at the Lushui River in the sky and the green mountains in the sea.
We all go our separate ways, so why should we be drunk and say goodbye? Farewell to Jinling Wine Shop. The wind blows the willow flowers and the shop is filled with fragrance. Wu Ji presses wine for guests to taste. The disciples of Jinling came to see each other off, and everyone drank wine if they wanted to do it or not.
I would like to ask you, Dongliu Shui, who do you want to compare with? While traveling as a guest, Lanling has fine wine and tulips, and the jade bowl contains amber light. But it makes the host drunk and the guests don't know where they are in a foreign country.
Drinking alone under the moon. Four poems. A pot of wine among the flowers (Part 1). Drinking alone without any blind date. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadows.
The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me. For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.
I sing in the moonlight, and my dancing shadows are messy. They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.
We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan. If heaven does not love wine, the wine star will not be in the sky.
If the earth does not love wine, the earth should have no fountain of wine. Both heaven and earth love wine, and the love of wine is worthy of heaven.
I have heard that the pure way is like a sage, and the Taoism is as turbid as a wise person. Already a sage. 6. Ancient poems about mothers cooking for their children
Don’t forget that Shanshan gave you strong support when she was just learning to walk. Don’t forget that she was always worried about you on your way to school. Don’t forget that she wandered around the world. My heart is filled with concern for you, and special blessings are given to a special girl—our mother.
2. When the cold wind blows, she will use her strong hands to block the wind and snow for me. When I am sick, she will use her warm hands to take me to the hospital. I feel that my mother's hands are as strong as the cold wind and warmer than the fire of the stove. 3. My mother’s sunny smile encouraged me and cheered me on time and time again.
That is "the most beautiful smile in the world." 4. The endless falling trees rustle and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.
5. One of the most beautiful things in life is maternal love. This is selfless love, and morality pales in comparison. 6. My mother is not very beautiful, she is of medium height, with black hair tied up with a beautiful headband.
Like all mothers, she loves her children deeply. Her love for me that surged from the bottom of her heart seemed pale and feeble to describe and describe with any language or vocabulary.
7. If mother is the rain, then I will be the rainbow after the rain. If mother is the moon, then I will be the star holding the moon. Mother is the root of my growth, and I am the ideal fruit of my mother. 8. My mother has a red cherry mouth, so her smile is very peaceful and graceful. Her smile contains too much information. It can make a person calm from excitement, and make a person sad from sadness. Calm and strong, I always thought that my mother's smile contained some kind of divine power, but later I realized that that divine power is actually the power of love... 9. Wearing curtains to worship the mother river, I will worry in vain as my eyes dry up with tears.
It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have children than not to have children at this time. ——"Farewell to My Mother" by Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty 10. The frost wiped out the reed flowers and wet their clothes with tears, and the white heads no longer leaned on the wood door.
"Missing Mother" 11. Wherever you are, Mom, that is the happiest place. 12. Time slips away from me mercilessly. In every inch of my growth, my mother has paid a lot for me. I am always bathed in maternal love.
Thanks to my mother, she gave me a lot. Maternal love is deep, maternal love is great, maternal love is sublime, I sing the praises of great maternal love! 13. When I came into this world, I was greeted by a smiling person. She held me with her slender and delicate hands, smiled at me, and talked to me, although I didn’t know why she That's it, but I know it's an expression of happiness.
14. I suddenly became enlightened, and gratitude was like a holy mandate, inspiring me to travel around the world and create my own new world. I will carry the Holy Mandate to create my own future, like a dandelion seed flying far away, carrying my mother's love and kindness, flying to the end of the sky, landing, taking root, sprouting, and blooming.
At that time, I will bring my mother a new world with tears in my eyes, and she will definitely show the most moving smile in the world. 15. Pulling up the curtains and worshiping the mother river, I will worry about it and see the tears dry up in my eyes.
It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have children than not to have children at this time. 16. Mom’s hands are a pair of wings that send me to the sky of knowledge.
My mother’s hand is a leaf, carrying me to every corner of the motherland. My mother's hand is a car that rescues me from danger.
Mom’s hands give me infinite care! ah! Mom's hands! 17. Without the help of selfless, self-sacrificing maternal love, the child's soul will be a desert. 18. The great one is my mother, the ordinary one is me; the kind one is my mother, the naughty one is me; the one who pays the mobile phone bill is my mother who sends text messages! Haha, mom is so kind! I love you! 19. Although women are fragile, mothers are strong.
(France) 20. When I was a child, my mother’s smile was like the morning dew watering my dry heart. Accompanying my carefree growth.
Regardless of happiness or distress, I will not hesitate to throw myself into my mother’s broad arms, open my eyes wide, and wait for my mother’s smile to fall from the sky, either to share the joy with me, or to drive away the boredom with me. As time goes by, these have disappeared into the distant dust along with the romance of childhood, and along with the mother’s youth, they have melted into the passing years. 21. Mother’s dedication and concentration are great things that are instilled in a boy. Self-esteem, those who have this self-esteem from a young age will never give it up but develop into confident adults. You have this confidence that if you work harder, you can succeed.
22. Mother, you are like a river, flowing with the water of life for me to grow; Mother, you are like a poem, exuding the fragrance of pen and ink, making me think deeply; Mother, you are like a book Books are full of thousands of years of wisdom, and they become newer the more you read them. 23. You are not a cloud, because you will not disperse with the wind; you are not a wave, because you will not be drifted by the current.
You are my mother! Although I am tortured by wind and rain outside, you warm me like the sunshine! I love you, Mom! 24. The only love in the world that is not contaminated—that is maternal love. 25. The sweetest word that human lips can utter is mother, and the most beautiful call is "mom".
26. On my first trip when I grew up, mother, you silently packed the clothes you had sewn with your own hands into my clothes, along with a selfless heart like the moon, and all your love. Luggage. 27. My parents thought about it then, but you should know it today.
"The Poetry of Yan to Liu Sou" 28. When I think of my mother, my depressed ambition will turn into high spirits; when I think of my mother, my wasted years will turn into my pride; when I think of my mother, the wandering wanderer will turn into a high spirited person. The desire to go home will sprout; thinking of mother, the wandering and helpless soul will find a home. 29. Mom is in her mid-thirties. The burden of life has prematurely made her lose her past graceful charm. Her rough, sallow skin and hair mixed with silver make people feel that she is much older than her actual age.
30. What a mother’s dedication and focus instills in a boy is great self-esteem. Those who have this kind of self-esteem from childhood will never give up, but develop into confident adults. people. You have this confidence that if you work harder, you can succeed.
31. In the world of hands, there are hard-working hands, lazy hands, rich hands, and dexterous hands. However, what I write about is my mother’s hard-working hands. Her hands are not very big, and long-term labor has caused calluses to creep onto her fingers, causing a layer of light black skin to grow on the back of her hands.
32. My mother gave me meticulous care. She is like a tree that protects me from the wind and rain, and she is also like a lamp that points me in the right direction.
Now, only by studying hard can I repay my mother's infinite love for me.