Poetry about beans 1. Ask for a poem about "beans"
Seven-step poem Cao Zhi
Boiled beans are used as soup and fermented into juice.
Honey burns under the pot, and beans cry in the pot.
We are born from the same root. What's the hurry?
Hongdu Wang Wei
Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Su Shi Pei dou Zhou
Don't you see that the traffic is busy and the shaft is broken, and Gongsun hastily carries bean porridge.
Wet salary breaks the stove and burns clothes, and hunger and cold help Liu.
I didn't see Jingu knocking on the ice grass and Chun Mu, and all the dishes under the account were beautiful.
Pingdou porridge does not preach Buddhism, so it manages "Century Theory".
If the war is not over, I will get drunk.
I don't know my body and mind, but I know the world really smells.
Is it like a thousand hectares of snow-colored reeds at the head of the river, and the morning smoke is lonely on the eaves?
The ground is as smooth as jade, and the boiled beans in the sand bottle are soft and crisp.
Desperate, selling books and begging the boss to live.
I dragged my hair to your house while listening to chicken crowing and porridge cooking.
Tangyincheng pea and barley porridge shows the third son Su Shi.
The wild side of the crescent moon is bare, and the river is yellow and dusty.
Qiu Lin dark bean paint, summer drought Jian wheat people.
On the contrary, blisters are precious.
The green class crunched the gums according to chopsticks.
Jade food thanks the old official, and the wind meal will chase the minister.
What happened to drift? I only send this body.
There is nothing wrong with arguing about more food.
How to be a guest in Wan Li? I'm three years old.
Answer Li Ren's thanks and struggle. Huang Zhou listens to construction.
Bean porridge can drive away the cold at night and tastes better with the public.
I know that there is a tripod in heaven, and I look to the mountains to cook.
Qingpingle. Villager Xin Qiji
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.
When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.
The eldest son is hoeing the ground in the east and west, and the second is knitting a chicken coop.
I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
Niu Xiji, health inspector.
The crescent moon bends like an eyebrow and has no intention of reunion. Red beans are unsightly and full of acacia tears.
Peach pulp is cracked all day long, and benevolence is in my heart. Sooner or later, the two partition flowers will tie the knot.
Nanxiangzi Ouyang Jiong
This road enters the hinterland of Lingnan, and the Polygonum hydropiper beside the water is purple and red, reflecting dark green brown leaves.
After a light rain, people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are collecting red beans.
At the bottom of the tree, you can raise your hand.
Magnolia/Yulouchun Mojiang River
What is the limit of your immediate desire? There is no half south branch outside the wind.
Dong Jun didn't teach anything, and even now he doesn't care.
Don't blow tall buildings after three lanes. It's amazing. It hurts.
Don't be too tired after apricot blossoms, such as when the beans are green.
Yong Yu le Jiang kui
I have been with my husband for a long time. Don't grow beans like Yang Lang and Nanshan, and make a small profit. The clouds are straight up, and the princes are anxious, which is bitter plum on the roadside. Five thousand words, old age, willing to teach creation. Dong Gang remembers that when he came to Yu Xu together, it was difficult to calculate the time. Mr. Liu is sad and opposed to Ruan. Not as a neighborhood. Dragon dry white, brothel Zhu Ge, often dream of locust ants. But it's not that good, and it's full, and the old man is not drunk.
Bai Zhu Shi Hao
It's freezing, the breeze is blowing gently, and the fragrance is scattered frequently. The spirit is graceful and restrained, who envies living in a house. Explore the spring in Jiangnan. Hate no company. Whispering who cares, snow is frost and envy. And figure Shaoling East Pavilion bitter poetry. Being a jade is annoying. Cherish it. The fence is dry, the moon is bright and dusk, the water is shallow, and the red dust is not polluted. Just like the famous painter Dan Qing, he stopped using elements. Don't follow the flowers, strong plum and less light for a moment, drifting with self-love. I'm afraid Jinmen and Baoding will come here from time to time. He threw branches and beans into the air.
Wang Guowei, a red bean word
Autumn in the south can be helpless, holding red beans for a few strokes.
Burden is a heartless thing, who will pay for his leisure?
2. Poems about soybeans
The line of lovesickness? Wang Wei in Acacia
Red bean shrubs grow in the south. In spring, they sprout many branches. People who miss them hope to collect more. Mix red bean has attracted people's attention.
This is Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Village Residence", which is idyllic and expresses family happiness.
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden" is mainly about his leisure after seclusion.
Planting beans in Shannan, grass is not as good as bean seedlings.
Love Cao Zhi: Seven-step Poetry
Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the pot. We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other?
I hope this helps.
3. Poetry about soybeans
Like a magician, soybeans become full beans, the skin is a little transparent, and one side of the beans is a little cracked.
When I came to the windowsill again to observe, the soybean had changed from a seed to a bean sprout, and then it grew up slowly from the bean sprout. . Now there is a soybean seedling wrapped around security window to help him grow. This soybean seedling is also the fastest growing one.
I can't wait to get up in the morning to see what happened to soybeans. Soybeans have become bigger, twice as big as before, just like drinking a full belly of water, bulging and brightly colored.
When I came home from school today, I found that the size and color of soybeans have not changed much, but the skin of soybeans has become like wrinkles on the old man's head. It feels rough, and the soybeans have become soft, and they will break when pinched. Mother gave me a wet cloth to cover the cup, just like a quilt. Mom said that the temperature is so high that soybeans germinate quickly.
Sure enough, a small bean sprout grows on the navel of soybean, and some small bean sprouts are like a small scale hook, which seems to hang clothes; Some roll up like a "tornado"; Some tilt up a little, like tadpoles looking for their mothers; Others are in the body of soybeans, like "dolls" who don't want to leave their mothers. It's really interesting.
The next day, I couldn't wait to run out and go into the kitchen. I thought the bean sprouts were growing, but not sprouting. It turned out to be from small to large, from round to long, but soybeans bulged everywhere.
Soybean is very small, except for a small black cross on it, and everything else is yellow. Everything else is yellow, just like a fat yellow boy in a black hat.
Let's get familiar with soybeans first. They are only the size of small buttons. Their round bodies and Huang Chengcheng's coat look plump.
Early this morning, I woke up and used to go to the balcony to see soybeans. There are sharp, short white buds on the head of soybeans, which are very attractive like pigtails of soybeans.
4. What are the poems and songs about beans?
Acacia and red bean poems
Love sends kites, and the wind tells love.
The red bean tree is on its honeymoon, and acacia is broken into pieces.
(No cliffs)
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
(Don Wang Wei's "Acacia")
The crescent moon bends like an eyebrow and has no intention of reunion.
Red beans are unsightly and full of acacia tears.
(Don Niu Xiji's "Raw Tea")
Envelope embroidered two phoenixes, jade carving double? Let's go
There are red beans stained with blue cream, and I look back every time I come back.
("Yu He" by Don Hanvo)
Butterflies are blooming and dancing, and partridges are singing on the grass.
When acacia is planted in front of the court, those who are lovelorn will not return.
(Don Wu Ruilong
Zhuzhici)
A candle at the bottom of a well keeps Lang Changxing from going.
Linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, do you know how much you miss it?
(Tang Wen Ting Yun's "New Yang Liuzhi Ci")
Jiangtou learns to plant acacia, and the tree sends homesickness.
(Tang Wen Ting Yun's "Golden City Song")
Red beans peck parrot grains, and the old phoenix lives in Wu Bi.
(Tang Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity)
Cherish red beans and make up jewels.
(Don Luyander, Children)
Red raindrops are among the red bean trees, and teachers can't live according to teachers.
(Tang Guanxiu)
Recalling the meeting between flowers in those years, I had to throw red beans with my hands.
(Don Ouyang Jiong, He Ming Dynasty)
Half makeup red beans, each acacia is thin.
(Huang Songting sword "Little Crimson Lips")
Red bean seeds from acacia mangroves are given to individuals.
(Guo "Jiangchengzi")
Looking at the red bean branches in the rain, I drop the blood of acacia for you.
(Song Zhao Yu Chong's Return to the DPRK)
After several lovesickness, red beans were sold, and Bess was empty.
("Saint Shu Mei Cherry" by Wang Song Sunyi)
After blood and tears, I saw red beans, but I still missed them.
(Yuan Gaoming's "Carving the Emperor to Welcome Children")
Drinking and planting double red beans.
(Qi "Drunken Flowers")
Endless acacia blood and tears cast red beans
Spring never ends, and Liu Chunhua is full of paintings.
Sleepless screens after storms and dusk
Can't forget new worries and old troubles.
Jade grain can't swallow, it's all in my throat.
You can't see your eyebrows in the diamond mirror.
It's easier to leak when you become unknown.
Just like you can't cover the green hills.
Running water and green water are long.
(Cao Qingxue Qin's "Red Bean Ci")
Boiled beans are used as soup and fermented into juice. Honey burns under the pot, and beans cry in the pot.
Bean porridge can drive away the cold at night and tastes better with the public.
Keywords whelk, soybean, soybean, mung bean, red bean, potato, pea, cowpea, kidney bean,
5. Poems about beans
The big boy hoes the beans and the little boy weaves the chicken coop —— Qing Ping Le Cun Ju by Qi Ji of Song Xin
Bitterness burns in the kettle, while beans weep in the kettle —— Seven Steps Poems by Han Cao
Boiling beans for soup and fermented beans for juice —— Seven Steps Poem by Han Cao
Planting bean grass at the foot of Nanshan Mountain is full of bean seedlings —— Return to the Garden by Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties (III)
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches-Acacia by Don Wang Wei.
The love of cardamom's ci is deep —— Song Jiangkui's Zhou Yang Man Huai Zuo Du Ming
For the bean, for the guest, for the guest —— Zi Chu, an anonymous novel in the pre-Qin period.
Or tired like a pot, or exposed like a bB bean-Tang Hanyu's Nanshan Poetry
With a pair of cardamom in hand, we are neighbors in the east —— Untitled by Don Hanwo.
Cardamom bloom can't believe it, and the dust is full of gold hairpin shares —— Song Yu and Bao Guo's "Buji Zhu Candle Writing Incense Notes"
Beans have Chu, vegetables have nuclear lines-the first banquet of guests was unknown in the pre-Qin Dynasty.
Messing up My Peas and Dancing Repeatedly —— An Unknown Early Guest Banquet in Pre-Qin Period