1. What are the poems about "picking"
1. "Ode to Chrysanthemums"
Chen Shuda of the Tang Dynasty
Blooming between frosts Purple pedicle, revealing golden hair. But when the harvest comes, it is better to say goodbye and be prosperous later.
2. "The Proud Fisherman"
Ouyang Xiu, Song Dynasty
The pink pistils are indescribable. The skills of gold needle and thread are hard to beat. Who picks it lightly next to the faint fragrance. The wind is blowing. The bow of the boat touched and scattered the two owls.
The night rain dyed the sky and water blue. The rising sun lends rouge color. It is a pity to be disappointed and open to others. Autumn is coming. New lotus has been seen in the plate.
3. "Song of Lotus Picking"
Tang Dynasty Qi Ji
Yue Xi Nv, crossing the river lotus. Qi Hanlian, Shuangchanjuan. Wherever you swim,
pick and go on the same boat. Hao sings and expresses his voice, and the clear waves generate ripples. When I meet the island,
mandarin ducks sleep for a few days. The lapels and sleeves are full, and the fragrance is passed down from generation to generation. When I return in the dusk,
the leeks produce green smoke.
4. "Send Lu Hongjian back to the mountains to pick tea"
Huangfu Zeng of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of peaks welcome the visitors, and the fragrant tea grows in clusters. Picking knows the depths, and the haze walks alone.
Youqi Mountain Temple is far away, and the wild rice and rocks are clear. In the quiet night, the lamp is lit, and the sound of the chime is missed.
5. "The Proud Fisherman"
Yan Shu, Song Dynasty
No trace of chalk painting can be found. The golden needle and colored thread are hard to beat. Who picks it lightly next to the faint fragrance. The wind gradually picked up. The bow of the ship disbanded.
The night rain dyed the sky and water blue. The rising sun lends rouge color. It is a pity to be disappointed and open to others. Autumn is coming. There are new lotus seeds on the plate. 2. Poems describing picking
"To a Monk with Bare Shoulders"
Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Xunhe
The mountain clothes and straw clogs are stained with berry moss, and the eyes are still wandering Open to the common people.
How can I be like a stranger sleeping in a rock compared to my master? I just heard that the tin stick left Sanchu, and said that I would follow the fate to Wutai.
Reciting poems while drunk and asking about Zen principles, for whom you have to go and for whom you come
"Two Poems by Chen Heshu"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Anshi
Several rafters are covered with strawberry moss, and a path along the wall is shaded by snow.
Wang Ji Nang Yi moved to his new home, and Zang Qi came to be the king from now on
"Two Poems of Guan Lingui as a Sending Jian Shouyu to the Master's Book"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yang Wanli
The grass path in Chaimen is covered with berry moss, and no one from the yellow world is allowed to come.
The poet comes in the rain in the morning, and the plum blossoms bloom for you all night.
Under the falling leaves and the remaining lights, people were chatting about the wine glasses.
We only met four times in twenty-six years, and the horses were so close that they urged each other to death 3. Poems about picking
"Yong Chrysanthemum" (Chen Shuda)
Between the Frosts Open the purple pedicle, revealing the golden hair.
But it’s better to say goodbye than to be prosperous at the end of the harvest.
"Send Lu Hongjian back to the mountains to pick tea" (Huangfu Zeng)
Thousands of peaks welcome visitors, and fragrant tea grows in clusters.
Plucking knows the depths, and the haze walks alone.
Youqi Mountain Temple is far away, and the wild rice and rocks are clear.
In the quiet night of burning lanterns, there is a sound of chime in longing for each other.
"Bamboo Stream" (Li Yi)
Visiting the bamboos crossing the cloud cliff, you will find the forest is like the end of the stream.
It is better to know that under the repair work, the autumn moss in the desert is clean.
The clear light overflows the sky, and the lush colors are secluded.
Pick the fresh and fragrant flowers to serve you at the end of the year. 4. What are the poems describing "picking"
1. Sighing on the chamomile flowers in front of the courtyard (Du Fu)
The chamomile in front of the eaves moves late, and the green pistils cannot be picked during the Double Ninth Festival. Tomorrow I will wake up from depression and drunkenness.
What's the use of the rotten flowers blooming? There are many fragrant flowers in the wild beside the fence, and they are picked up and brought up to the middle hall.
The branches and leaves have grown up in the air, and the roots have become entangled in the wind and frost.
2. (Du Fu)
I don’t like to enter the state capital, because I am afraid that people will think I am serious. When he returned to Maoyu, he was not angry at the other side.
People who are old and sick should avoid restraint and should embrace the spirit of mourning. Jiangcun's will is free, and Lin Mu's heart is happy.
Autumn plowing is due to the wet ground, and the mountain rain is close and even. Half of the winter green rice is served, and the beef power comes later.
After cultivating several acres, there are no neighbors behind. Jiaqi and vegetables are not the same, but their names are quite old.
Jingwu is not bitter and cold, but picks up youth. Two white cranes flew over, pecking at celery in the mud at dusk.
The male's left pelvis hangs down, and the injury has exposed the tendons. One step further bleeds, and it is still hard work.
Three steps and six howls, often frustrated and sad. Emperor Luan didn't treat him well, so he complained to Gao Min.
The stick quinoa is leaning over Shazhu, and it is sour and pungent for your nose.
3. Comparing it to old melon and koji causing strange diseases. Don’t dare to get drunk and take a sip.
(Lu You)
Picked from the sparse green vines Busy, Koji Sheng originated from ancient Huaiyang.
The bright moon is white after being kicked, and the new goose is light yellow.
Autumn in the fermented rice jar is desolate and frightening, and the bad night in bed is filled with love and the quiet affairs of Langxi Zhai are newly composed. The first one is an expert who wrote this recipe.
4. Spring chestnuts (Lu You)
The food table is desolate, the spring chestnuts are like snow; they are old and hard today, why are they picked? A mountain old man is eighty years old and has an iron heart to endure poverty. How much money does it cost to support a three-inch tongue? The fragrant japonica rice cooked softly will avoid choking.
One scoop is enough, and you can take a sip in a back alley.
5. The ten rhymes of eating shepherd's purse (Lu You)
If you grow early leeks in the east of the house, your livelihood is like that of Yu Lang; if you grow small fruits in the west of the house, you can play like Cancong Township.
Only given by the shepherd's heaven, the green hills are green, the salt and cheese are precious, and the snow is clear.
There is no time limit for picking, and there is a secret recipe for cooking. After the fire is warmed, the fragrant rice bowl is added.
It is still too much to be mixed with bamboo shoots and ferns, but it is more likely to be dirty.
Cook rice and cakes to gain the radiance of this life.
I am so greedy that it is easy to satisfy my appetite. I go to my belly and feel wild with joy. I spend ten thousand dollars worth of food and end up by the side of Laoji Mountain.
6. Playing with Spring Grass in the Garden (Lu You)
The grass in Lili grows into a clump of its own, and children pick it from the air as they pass by.
I don’t know if Malan walks into the morning couch, how is it like oats shaking in the spring breeze?
7. Picking wild vegetables by the lake at dawn (Lu You)
Hao Ge walked out of the thatched cottage, busy picking green vines and red buds.
Qisheng piled up trays for alfalfa, but did not say that the betel nuts were filled with dendrobium.
It’s refreshing to walk in the wind with your clothes and towels exposed, and wash away the fragrant smell of mutton, meat, dagger and chopsticks.
The sentence is exaggerated, don’t laugh, because I hate Tai Guanyang. 5. What are the poems about "picking"
1. "Ying Chrysanthemum" Tang Dynasty Chen Shuda's purple stems bloomed between the frosts, revealing golden hair.
But it’s better to say goodbye than to be prosperous at the end of the harvest. 2. "The Proud Fisherman" by Ouyang Xiu, Song Dynasty, is beyond description.
The skill of gold needle and thread is hard to beat. Who picks it lightly next to the faint fragrance.
The wind is blowing. The bow of the boat touched and scattered the two owls.
The night rain dyed the sky and water blue. The rising sun lends rouge color.
It is a pity to be disappointed and open to others. Autumn is coming.
New lotuses have been seen in the market. 3. "Song of Picking Lotus" Tang Dynasty Qi Ji crosses the stream girl and crosses the river lotus.
Qi Hanlian, Shuangchanjuan. Wherever you go, you pick and go on the same boat.
Hao sings and expresses his voice, and clear waves generate ripples. When I meet the island, I will sleep like a mandarin duck.
The sleeves are full and the fragrance is passed down from generation to generation. When I return in the dusk, the leeks produce green smoke.
4. "Sending Lu Hongjian back to the mountains to pick tea" In the Tang Dynasty, Huangfu Zeng Qianfeng entertained the guests, and the fragrant tea was everywhere again. Picking knows the depths, and the haze walks alone.
Youqi Mountain Temple is far away, and the wild rice and rocks are clear. In the quiet night, the lamp is lit, and the sound of the chime is missed.
5. "Proud of the Fisherman" Song Dynasty Yan Shu's chalk painting was not enough. The golden needle and colored thread are hard to beat.
Who picks lightly by the faint fragrance. The wind gradually picked up.
The bow of the ship disbanded Shuanggui. The night rain dyed the sky and water blue.
The rising sun lends rouge color. It is a pity to be disappointed and open to others.
Autumn is coming. There are new lotus seeds on the plate. 6. What are the poems that describe picking?
1. "The Play Repays Secretary Lu" Poet: Wang Jian Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
The people in Yunxiang Pavilion pick the spring in the imperial garden. Take this and the elixir to cure the old and sick.
2. "Bamboo Stream" Poet: Li Yi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Visiting the bamboos crossing the cloud cliff, you will find the forest is like the end of the stream. It is better to know that the autumn moss in the desert is clean. The clear light overflows the sky, and the lush colors are secluded. Picking the fresh and fragrant flowers, I serve you at the end of the year.
3. "Yong Chrysanthemum" Poet: Chen Shuda Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Purple stalks bloom in the frost, revealing golden hair. But when the harvest comes, it is better to say goodbye and be prosperous later.
4. "Collection of Twenty Poems from Wangchuan·Jiaoyuan" Poet: Pei Di Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
The red thorns scratch people's clothes, and the fragrance stays with passers-by. Fortunately, it can be used to adjust the tripod. I hope you will pick it up.
5. "Fang Tuiguan Sends New Tea" Poet: Zeng Gong Dynasty: Song Dynasty
The best spring is picked in the East River, and the leaves in the valley source are especially fresh. The dragon group will fight to get it first after paying tribute, and is willing to send it to the people in the end of the world.
6. "Aoshuang Pavilion" Poet: Cui Dunli Dynasty: Song Dynasty
The frosty wind blew into the garden, and the ground in front of the steps was covered with gold. There are green vines that are ready to be picked, and it's still heartbreaking to keep the company with people.
7. "A Cloud in Wushan" Poet: Ma Yu Dynasty: Yuan Dynasty
Xia friends have no worries, and Yun friends have no worries. Qi and Shen combine to be pure and pure. Talking and laughing are great successes. Good for picking green peaches. Specially dedicated to Pengying Immortals. Let’s celebrate the Double Ninth Festival together. Have a feast and taste it together.
8. "The Proud Fisherman" Poet: Yan Shu Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Chalk drawings are not available. The golden needle and colored thread are hard to beat. Who picks it lightly next to the faint fragrance. The wind is blowing. The bow of the boat touched and scattered the two owls. The night rain dyed the sky and water blue. The rising sun lends rouge color. It is a pity to be disappointed and open to others. Autumn is coming. There are new lotus seeds on the plate.
9. "Chrysanthemum" Poet: Liu Zihui Dynasty: Song Dynasty
The fragrant green bushes bud early, and the golden stamens bloom late. The mood of autumn should only be indifferent, but the chemical industry should cherish lead and beauty. It's light smoke and drizzle on the Double Ninth Festival, and the winding sills and sparse fences of the Five Willows' house. Drunk at dusk, I sing in the morning for picking, and I pity the cold butterfly for its free life.
10. "Flowers in the Forest" Poet: Dugu Shi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Shangyuan is young and beautiful, and Fangfei is spitting out flowers. I look forward to the spring day without words, and laugh at the passing years. The decoration is light and misty, and the sun is shining and the sunset is beautiful. The shadow connects to thousands of bamboo households, and the fragrance spreads to thousands of households. Fortunately, I am close to the tower, and I still have the credit for the rain and dew. I hope you will pick them without letting the wind and sand fall. 7. What are the poems about the joy of picking
1. The fragrance of lotus flowers stretches for ten hectares, and my sister-in-law is too late to pick lotuses
"Two Poems on Picking Lotus Seeds" Tang Dynasty: Huangfu Song< /p>
One:
The fragrance of lotus flowers lasts for ten hectares, but my sister-in-law is too late to pick lotuses because she is greedy for fun. I came late to get water and the bow of the boat was wet. I even took off my red dress and wrapped myself around the duck.
Second:
The boat is moving, the lake is shining with autumn light, and the young people are greedy to see the flow of the boat. Throwing lotus seeds across the water for no reason will make you feel ashamed for a long time.
Interpretation:
One:
The fragrance of lotus fills the vast lake, and the young girl is so playful that she delays picking the lotus. In the evening, she teased the lake water to wet the bow of the boat, and even took off her red dress to snare the ducks in the pond.
Second:
The boat stirred up the scenery of the lake, and the water waves were connected to create a clear autumn. The young man was infatuated and greedy, letting the boat drift as he pleased. She even threw the lotus seeds across the boat for no reason, but when people from a distance saw her, she was still shy for most of the day.
2. Pick flowers as if they were in the shadow. There is only a trace of turmoil in the heart.
"Butterfly Love Flower·Yue Girl Picking Lotus by the Autumn River" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
Yue Girl Picking Lotus by the Autumn River. The sleeves are narrow and light, revealing the double gold necklace. Picking flowers in the shadow looks like a face. There is only a trace of turmoil in the heart.
The wind and waves are late at the beach of Yichi. The fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and I don’t see the company I came with when I came. The faint singing sound returns far away. The sorrow of separation leads to the south bank of the Yangtze River.
Definition:
By the clear autumn water, a beautiful girl from the south of the Yangtze River is picking lotus. The light sleeves and the golden bracelets on her jade wrists outline her graceful figure and graceful figure. Her beautiful face was reflected in the water, competing with the beauty of the lotus. Her delicate hands picked the fragrant lotus root, but the strands of the lotus root were unexpectedly strands, which aroused her lingering emotions.
In the blink of an eye, it was night, the wind was blowing, and the dew was falling. The girl who was immersed in her reverie suddenly came back to her senses, but she saw only a frivolous evening smoke, and her companions who came with her were missing. At this time, a faint singing sound came from the distance, and the singing sound was getting farther and farther away, and the lingering sound lingered on the bank of the south of the Yangtze River, seeming to shed the sorrow of separation all the way.
3. The little boy used a small boat to steal white lotus leaves.
From "On the Pond" written by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty
A little boy secretly picked white lotus flowers in a small boat.
If you don’t hide the traces, the duckweeds will bloom together.
Definition:
The child held a boat and secretly picked white lotus flowers from the pond. But he didn't know how to hide his whereabouts, leaving a trace of a boat on the duckweed on the water.
4. There is a lotus-picking girl by the Ruoye River, smiling across the lotus flowers and listening to people's words.
"Lotus Picking Song" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
A girl picking lotus is next to the Ruoye River, smiling across the lotus flowers and listening to people's words. The sun shines on the new makeup, the water bottom is bright, and the wind carries the fragrance in the air.
Who is wandering Yelang on the shore? There are three, three, five and five hanging poplar trees. Ziliu hissed into the fallen flowers and went away. Seeing this hesitation, he felt empty and heartbroken.
Definition:
In the summer, by the Ruoye River, beautiful lotus-picking girls are picking lotus seeds in twos and threes. Across the lotus flowers, people are smiling, and the lotus flowers on their faces reflect the red color of each other. The sun shines on the lotus-picking girl's new makeup, and a bright light appears under the water. The wind blows, the clothes are lifted up in the air, and the lotus fragrance floats. Who is wandering around on the shore? Threes, threes, and fives lay in the shade of the weeping willows. The purple horses beside me neighed and rumbled, and the fallen flowers flew away one after another. Seeing this beautiful scenery, the poet hesitated and felt sad.
5. The girl from the east neighbor smiles cleverly and greets her on the mulberry picking path.
From "Spring Scenery" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty
When the swallows came to Xinshe, the pear blossoms lagged behind the Qingming Festival. There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, and one or two orioles are heard under the leaves. The day is long and the catkins are light.
The girl from the east neighbor smiles cleverly and greets her on the mulberry picking path. I wonder if I had a good spring dream last night, but I will win the grass fight today. Smile comes from both faces.
Interpretation:
The swallows fly just in time for the community festival, and the pear blossoms fall and usher in the Qingming Festival. Pieces of green moss dot the clear water in the pool. Orioles under the tree branches occasionally sing twice, and catkins can be seen flying everywhere. On the way to pick mulberries, I met the girl from the east who was smiling smartly. Just when she was wondering if she had a sweet spring night dream last night, it turned out that the grass fighting was victorious today! A smile couldn't help but appear on his cheeks.