1. Poems about fruits and vegetables
Poems about fruits and vegetables 1. 15 poems about fruits
1. Riding on the red dust, the concubine laughs, no one knows that it is lychee. .
2. Wandering around the cherry tree alone, wine wakes up the throat and lungs.
3. There are red oranges in the south of the Yangtze River, which are still green in winter.
4. In May, the forest is full of red bayberries, and I first suspect that one of them is worth a thousand pieces of gold.
5. The West Garden is tender and cool in the evening, and you can pick grapes in full bloom.
6. The Western Queen Mother peach is planted in my house, and it only blooms in three thousand springs.
7. The flowers of Guimiyan are white, and the leaves of pear trees are red.
8. Remember to pinch and hate bananas, and worry about it in detail.
9. The pineapples, oysters and taro are simmering until they are cooked, sitting in Feng Diao talking about Akagi.
10. The pomegranates are still small when they are not opened, and there are four or five mountain flowers that I love.
11. The green poplar smoke is slightly cold outside, and the red apricot branches are full of spring.
12. When I went out to pick spring, I occasionally saw mango flowers in full bloom. The flowers filled the crown of the tree and the branches were covered with luxuriant branches.
13. The mixed oranges and pomeloes are thought to be constrained, and they are listed as Xinyi and Jiaozhen.
14. Smile in the calm years,
Be indifferent to the sour fruits and flowers of life. (Hawthorn)
15. Eat three hundred lychees a day, and you will grow up to be a Fujianese. (lychee)
2. Poems about vegetables
Leeks:
Du Fu's "To the Eight Immortals of the Guard"
The Night Rain Cuts the Spring Leek, yellow sorghum in the new kitchen
Gao Qi's "Leek"
The buds emit residual moisture, covering up the wisps of smoke.
A few nights old friends come to look for the spring rain in the border area
Shepherd's Purse:
Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky"
The peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, Spring is in Xitou shepherd's purse flowers
Apricots:
Su Dongpo's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"
The flowers have faded to red and green, and the apricots are small. When the swallows fly, people are surrounded by green water. Around
Lychee: supplement upstairs
Du Mu's "Passing the Huaqing Palace Quatrains"
Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery,
Thousands of mountains on the top of the mountain Doors open one after another.
Riding on the red dust concubine smiled,
No one knew it was a lychee
Grapes:
"Grapes" by Zheng Yunduan of the Yuan Dynasty
The basket is full of round, solid and slippery pearls, with a sweet and fragrant taste. If Wenyuan knew this taste, Luhua would not beg for a gold plate.
"Grapes" by Wu Weiye of the Qing Dynasty
A hundred dendrobiums are rich in pearls, and the clear shade is green. At dawn, I feel sad, but I want to taste the love first. The color reflects the golden plate of fruit, and the fragrance flows from the jade bowl. If you don't work hard for the envoys in Congling, you can always gain access to the king.
Qing Dynasty·Chen Weisong. "The Sapphire Case: Grapes in Huaiyan City in Summer"
Who can cool off in the wind window ice bowl? Remember a hundred and place them on the plate. After scooping up Yingyingjiao, she wants to speak. Light and crystal clear, fragrant and fresh, blooming, picking up the rain from the western mountains.
Qing Dynasty, "Grapes" by Xiao Xiong:
Green vines cover the front eaves and are full of pearls in Luosuo Garden. More than three hundred lychees, Dawan flavor Han family smoke.
Pomegranate
"Pomegranate Song"
The cicadas are noisy in the autumn branches and the leaves of the locust trees are yellow, and the pomegranate is fragrant and old and worried about the frost.
The flowing clouds wrap purple parrot millet, and the yellow wax paper wraps the red gourd house.
The jade-carved ice bottle is wet with dew, and the spots are as bright as Xiang'e weeping.
When Mrs. Xiao was first married, she was fond of sweet and sour food and chewed millions of pills of water-breaking essence.
3. Poems about vegetables
Shepherd's purse: Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky"
The soft mulberry sprouts are broken on the road, and some silkworm seeds are already growing in the east. .
The fine grass in the plain hills chirps with yellow calves, and the cold forest spots the dusk crows in the setting sun.
The mountains are far and near, the roads are sloping, and there are people selling wine in Qingqi.
The peach and plum blossoms in the city are worried about the wind and rain, while the shepherd's purse flowers bloom in Xitou in spring.
Basil and leeks: Song Dynasty Su Dongpo's "Farewell to Fan Deru":
The east wind gradually feels cold, and the green wormwood and yellow leeks taste the spring dishes.
I think of Gyeongju thousands of miles away, the dusk clouds fade, the grass is covered with snow.
Cucumber: "Huanxi Sand" by Su Shi
Jujube flowers are falling on clothes and towels, and the sound of reeling wheels is heard in the south and north of the village.
Niuyi Guliu sells cucumbers. I'm tired of drinking, but I want to sleep after a long journey.
The man in Rigao is thirsty and thinking about tea. He knocks on the door and asks questions about the savage's house.
4. Verses describing fruits
A poem about grapes written in ink by Xu Wei, who has been living in poverty for half his life and has become an old man. The evening breeze whistles in his independent study.
There is nowhere to sell the pearls under the pen, just throw them into the wild vines. ----------------------- Pomegranate Li Shangyin The pomegranate branches are graceful and the pomegranates are numerous, the pomegranate membrane is light and bright, and the pomegranate seeds are fresh.
The green peach tree in Yaochi is enviable, with green peach cheeks lasting a thousand years. ----------------------- "Zhao Zhongcheng Broken Branch Pomegranate" by Yuanma Zuchang "The envoy Haixi came by Chacha and moved the coral to Hanyuan; just waiting for the green shade The fragrant trees bloom together, and the pistils bloom like fire."
This poem not only tells the origin of pomegranate, but also describes the beauty of pomegranate flowers. The pomegranate flower, Jin Yuange, camellia, red, yellow, peach and crimson white, Rongkui rice bag is not qualified.
Suddenly I saw a pomegranate in the courtyard and sighed that there was true color in the flower. A pinch of red appears in the palm, which makes it even more difficult to imitate.
The poem is thousands of miles away from Huangzhou, and the painter has worked hard to create it. Tingliu, Yang Sheng'an, Ming Dynasty, there are many strange species from the Western Regions, when the scarlet flowers outside the threshold are covered.
If you don’t want to bear fruit in late autumn, you are willing to live in the half-dead summer. I wonder how early the peaches and plums bloom, but how late they are to bloom alone.
The blossoms are like rosy clouds illuminating the eyes, and the cool night is relatively more suitable. Pomegranates are blooming in the West Garden. Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty. As you climb up the wild path on the deserted platform, you can see the pomegranates blooming in the short wall.
The cries of evening warblers are dense in the green leaves, and they are more frequent in the red house when the sunshine first shines. I pity Xia Jing the most for spreading the precious mat, especially Qingxiang sleeping in the pavilion.
If you are happy, you can take the wine with you, and there is no need to wave and hold the carriage shaft. The pomegranate flower by Hanyu of the Tang Dynasty In May, the pomegranate flower illuminates the eyes, and one can see the first seeds emerging among the branches.
It’s a pity that there are no carriages and horses here, and the moss is upside down and the flowers are falling. Mountain Pomegranate Sent to Yuan Jiu by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. He folded two branches and held them in his hand. If you look closely, they don't look like they exist in the world.
The thing in the flower is Xishi, and the hibiscus and peony are all from the same family. Pomegranate Song: The cicadas are noisy, the autumn branches are yellow, the locust leaves are yellow, the pomegranate is fragrant and the old people are worried about the frost.
The flowing clouds are wrapped with purple parrot millet, and the yellow wax paper is wrapped with red gourd houses. The jade-carved ice bottle is wet with dew, and the spots are as bright as the weeping goddess.
When Mrs. Xiao was first married, she was fond of sweet and sour food and chewed millions of pills of water-breaking essence. Liu Zongyuan first saw the sea pomegranate planted in the white hair title. After several years of sealing the Ai Fang bush, the charm and beauty are actually different.
From now on, we will stop talking about spring events and regard them as ancient trees versus old people. Kong Shaoan's Song of Pomegranates at the Banquet It's a pity that the tree in the courtyard moved its roots and chased away the Han officials.
Just because it comes too late, the flowers don’t bloom as fast as spring. Sun Ti's two poems about pomegranates on the sea in front of the building, written by Tonghe. A guest from Xinting County came to the court to count the splendor of things.
It is said that the prostitute's house is good, and the pomegranate flowers first fall into the sea. The dew-colored bead curtain reflects, and the fragrant breeze covers the pink wall.
It is more suitable to go to the forest when it rains and drive around day and night. Treasure trees are moved on the sea, and thoughts are chanted in front of the building.
I heard the day of getting off the bus, when the flowers were falling. The old green incense is covered with rows, and the new red is sprinkled on the steps.
The cold has never been easy, but it has finally become colder than the cold. Fang Qian, Tang Dynasty, Sea Pomegranate, Yao Yan in the Pavilion, I look at it every day, and the color is just the same every morning.
The branches are full of branches waiting for the spring breeze, and a few flowers are waiting for the snow and cold. The dancing butterflies seem to be slapping along with the song, and tourists are afraid that their wine glasses will be dry.
It is rare to be young for a long time, and I can’t bear to watch it at night. Ode to pomegranates Kong Shaoan regrets that the tree in the garden moved its roots to Seoul. It only came too late and did not bloom as early as spring. It was once lonely and golden embers were dark, and there was no news. Pomegranate Red Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Heishan Pomegranate Flowers Bloom in Chungjuju Today’s flowers are like last year’s trees on the top of Mount Lushan.
The roots are damaged and new plants are planted, but the flowers are still blooming. Who has red jade and less Qin Zhen? Whose brand of red valerian and Luo pants? But if you know that you are open to your heart's content, don't be afraid of jealousy.
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi Work: Tishan Pomegranate Flower Content: A cluster of thousands of flowers presses the railing, and the red silk is cut into pieces but made into balls. The wind is dancing in the waist, the fragrance is endless, and the makeup on the face is exposed, and the tears are dry.
It is difficult to climb the rose with thorns, and it is difficult to play with the thorns in the mud. Fighting for these flowers under the eaves, allowing everyone to pick them and see them? Era: Tang Author: Li Bai Works: Ode to the Neighbor's Girl on the East Window and the Sea with Pomegranates Content: Under the girl of Lu's east window, pomegranates are rare in the world.
The coral reflects the green water, which is not enough to compare with the brilliance. The fragrance blows with the wind, and the birds return home after sunset.
I would like to be a southeastern branch and hold my furrow down. There is no way to climb and fold, leading to the golden gate.
Qilu·Farmhouse Author: Deng Rougang The front and back of the house are green, and the fragrance of the four seasons enters the painting building. The peach trees are blooming red and the pomegranate fruits are ripe and slippery.
Plantains hang down to block out the sun, and kumquat branches are covered with colorful balls. The policy will open the way to prosperity, and farmers, young and old, will be happy.
Yuan Zhen flew away forty years ago, with all his fame and fame hidden in monk's robes. Under the pomegranate garden where the birds live, I walk alone and return alone.
Three traps, three breakthroughs, and the iron clothes are thrown away. There is no one on the Tianjin Bridge, just leaning on the railing to watch the sunset.
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Lu Guimeng Works: Fenghe attacked the beauty disease. Pomegranate flowers bloomed in the middle of the courtyard... The real man of Zifu showed his salary, and the orchid candles were not shining brightly. Danhua begs for the dawn to invade the sun first, and the golden flame deceives the cold but shines on the frost.
Whoever comes from Haiqu with a good name should only come out of Heyang. When I saw him in front of Xie's court, a fragrance dyed Qie Lang.
"The poppy · Second rhyme and the drifting vicissitudes of life" A thousand green trees and orioles crow in confusion, and the spring walk on the fragrant road is tired. The red skirt kills the pomegranate flower with jealousy, and the sorrow for the guest is everywhere.
Qi Jue and Han Palace’s Autumn Poems chant about pomegranate flowers. The pomegranate flowers are first dyed as red as fire, and the fruits are painted with red and reflect the blue sky. Since ancient times, people have praised having more children, but now they only attract endless hatred.
Pomegranate in the ancient style of May. Yanghuai supports the canopy, peaches and plums bear green seeds; the remaining red color fades, and the pomegranate spits out its fragrance. The branches of plum blossoms are strangely jutting, and the eyebrows of fresh willow leaves are fresh; the single petals have free legs, and the double petals are more gorgeous.
Passion dyes the cheeks, and makes the pistil soft and charming; drunkenly enters the agate bottle, and the red wine overflows the gold. The bones of the wind condense the heart of summer, the charm makes up the soul of autumn; the red lips open and the white teeth are beautiful, and the concubine of Yaotai is beautiful.
Mountain Pomegranate by Tang Du Mu Like a volcanic pomegranate reflecting on a hill, it can be both subtle and elegant in its complexity. On a beautiful woman's jade hairpin, there is only a hint of burning but the green cloud servant girl.
Celebrating the Qing Dynasty's Puri Blossoms Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Yisun The songs in the Jade Bureau are incomplete, and the sentences in Jinling are perfect, but they are full of wind every year. To the west is a graceful girl, who is the only one who has the pity to enter the house and fly red.
The green shade in front carries wine, and the color of the branches is the same as that of the dance skirt. There is no need to draw up the wax beads as the base, and the colorful embroidery as the clump.
Who is in the palace of his old home? Since Taizhen Immortal left, he has swept away the spring sky. Zhu Ban protects it, but now it is time to miss the flower work.
The path is full of upside down crimson, and I want to reach the mountains without a carriage or horse. After the west wind, there are still a few points left, which are still better than spring.
Zhu Xi's "Liu Hua" The graceful and graceful Liu Hua is from the neighboring village to the west. Poor people fall from the calyx, and the wind blows down the quiet house. Wang Yishan's "Pomegranate Flower Poetry" is waiting for the south wind to come on.
The yin and childish green surrounds the red wall. The pomegranate has dried red buds, and the endless spring is stronger.
I don’t come to the Western Regions because of my ambition. And the famous flowers come out of Anshi.
The old scenery of Chaoyuan Pavilion is as if it was planted by Taizhen himself. There is also a poem "Pomegranate" in Yishan: "The pomegranate branches are graceful and the pomegranates are numerous, and the pomegranate membrane is light and bright. The pomegranates are fresh.
How enviable is the green peach tree in Yaochi? A thousand years of peach red cheeks." Pear Song Dynasty ·Su Shi's frost has fallen, and the red pears are ripe, and the soft leaves are already overwhelming.
I haven’t tasted the summer thirst, but the long-term sight helps the spring water. Persimmon, more beautiful than gold, sweeter than jade, the first fresh fruit in early summer. Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty. On the side of Huaishan Mountain in Chujiangyin, loquats are filling the forest in May.
5. Poems praising fruits
About lychees
Quatrains of Du Mu's "Passing the Huaqing Palace"
Chang'an looks back at Xiuchengdui, Thousands of doors on the top of the mountain opened one after another.
Riding on the red dust concubine smiled, no one knew it was lychee.
Spring springs all year round under Luofu Mountain,
The oranges and bayberries are fresh every time.
If you eat three hundred lychees a day,
You might as well grow up to be a Lingnan native. [Su Shi's "Two Poems on Eating Lychees [Combined Quotations]"]
Poems about Peach
Peach Blossoms in Dali Temple"
The beauty of April in the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begins to bloom.
I always regret that I can’t find a place to return to spring, I don’t know where to turn.
Cui Hu: "Ti Cheng Nanzhuang"
On this day last year, in this door, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red.
I don’t know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Du Fu: "Quequame"
The heart-breaking spring river is about to end, and the stick stands up and slowly steps up Fangzhou.
The crazy catkins go with the wind, and the light peach blossoms float with the water.
Wu Rong: "Peach Blossom"
The trees are full of delicate red flowers, and thousands of red branches are shining in spring.
How should it be completed for thousands of years and will show the work of creation in the world.
Liu Chang: "Peach Blossom"
Xiao Tao looked west to the house, and saw a few fragrant trees with flowers.
I'm afraid the east wind can do evil, causing the red rain to fall on the window screen.
Yuan Mei: "Inscription on the Peach Tree"
On a windy and rainy day in February, the peach blossoms feel like the passage of time.
There are still three thousand trees in the remaining red trees, which are not as bright as the first blooming one.
Han Yu's "Inscription on the Peach Blossoms with Shuttered Leaves"
The double peach leaves become redder in the evening, and when you peek out of the window, you can see the treasure reflected in the bamboo.
It should be known that the official has returned to heaven, so he is imprisoned with the immortal man.
Du Fu's "Quetra on Watching the Falling Flowers in Front of the Boat in the Wind and Rain"
There are peach branches on the river, and the cold spring drizzle comes out of the sparse fence.
The shadow is seduced by the clear water, but the wind is jealous of the red flowers and blows them backwards.
"Thousand-leaf Peach Blossom" by Yang Ping
The Thousand-leaf Peach Blossom is better than a hundred flowers, and the glory of spring is soft and lingers in the years.
If you teach people from Qin to avoid customs, you will know how to praise them to your old friends in Heyuan.
"Peach Blossom" by Zhou Pu
The peach blossoms bloom first in the warm spring, and who doesn't see the beauty?
It’s a pity that after the strong wind blew, the bright red patches were stained with berry moss.
Xie Fangde's "Peach Blossoms in Qingquan'an"
I found a peach garden to avoid the Qin Dynasty, and the peach blossoms will see another spring.
Don’t send the flowers to fly with the flowing water, for fear that a fisherman will come to ask about it.
Lu You's "Going Boating to Watch the Peach Blossoms"
The peach garden is only in the mirror lake, and the shadows fall on the clear waves ten miles away.
After saying goodbye to Xichuan Begonia, I will be drunk and answer the spring breeze for the first time.
Li Bai's "Recalling the Old Peach Blossom Tour in Qiupu"
Peach blossoms grow in the spring water, and white stones appear now.
Shaking the slutty rose branch, half shaking the moon in the blue sky.
Yuan Zhen's "Peach Blossom"
The peach blossoms are shallow and deep, like evenly shaded makeup.
The spring breeze helps the broken heart and blows off the white clothes.
"Peach Blossom" by Qi Ji
In the fairyland where the wind is warm, the spring is in the middle of the water.
The wandering orioles should be seen falling, but the dancing butterflies are unknown.
Su Shi's "Peach Blossom"
Competing for flowers without waiting for leaves, densely packed with desire.
People who are watching the swamp take a peek, and the fish splash on the bridge are startled
6. What are the poems describing "fruit"
1. "Linjiang Fairy·Cherry Falling" Return at the end of spring" Five Dynasties: Li Yu
When the cherries fall and spring returns, butterflies turn over gold powder and fly together.
Translation: The cherries that were hard to offer in the ancestral temple have fallen - they all go back with the spring, and the ignorant pink butterflies still fly together for fun.
2. "Three Quatrains on Passing the Huaqing Palace" Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
Riding on the red dust concubine laughed, no one knew it was lychee.
Translation: The concubine smiled happily when a horse came riding and the smoke was billowing. No one knew that fresh lychees were sent from the south.
3. "Sending Liu Si to Anxi" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
Alfalfa followed the Tianma, and grapes drove away the Han officials.
Translation: Alfalfa will be introduced with the sweat-blooded horses, and grape seeds will also be brought with the Han envoys.
4. "Wu Lang Presented Again" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
There was a woman who threw jujubes in front of the hall and served as a neighbor to the west. She had no food and no children.
Translation: I never stop Ren Suixin from playing dates before coming to the church, because she is an old woman with no children.
5. "Liang Yuan Yin" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The jade plate with bayberry is set for the king, and the Wu salt is like a flower and white snow.
Translation: The maid brings you a jade plate full of bayberry, and then brings you Wu Yan with flowers as bright as snow.
7. What are the ancient poems describing "vegetables"
1. "Some papayas may have double fruits, which are fragrant and even sweet" - Song Dynasty Lu Youxuancheng
The embroidered melon has a strange fragrance, and I occasionally put it beside my pillow. Is it normal for the six sense organs to work together? I smell with my nose instead of taste with my tongue.
2. "A Taste of Shepherd's Purse in Wuzhou" Gao Lishi
The two capitals sell it by the pound, but no one picks it in the five streams.
Although Yixia is different, the smell remains the same.
3. Gao Qi's "Leek"
The buds emit residual moisture, covering up the wisps of smoke.
A few nights ago, an old friend came to look for the spring rain in the border area
4. "Partridge Sky· The soft mulberries on the road break the young buds" Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
The soft road on the road The mulberry shoots are broken, and some silkworm seeds are already growing in the east neighborhood. The fine grass in the plain hills calls yellow calves, and the cold forest spots the dusk crows in the setting sun.
The mountains are far and near, the roads are sloping, and there are people selling wine in Qingqi. The peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the shepherd's purse flowers are blooming in the spring at Xitou.
5. "Poetry of Pea" by Cao Zhi
Boiling beans burns the bean basket, and the beans weep in the cauldron.
They are born from the same roots, so there is no need to rush into conflict.
6. "Pumpkin Poetry" by Wu Zuguang
Bitterness and joy are interlinked, life is like a dream,
Autumn is infinitely beautiful, and melons become red with age.
8. Are there any poems about fruits?
Huizhou’s most famous poet Su Shi
It’s spring at the foot of Luofu Mountain, and oranges and bayberries are new.
< p> Eat three hundred lychees a day, and you will grow up to be a Lingnan native.Lychee Chen Hui
In June in Nanzhou, thousands of lychees bloom in clusters.
The crimson snow is bright and red, and the jade pot is shiny. Crystal cold.
The high-ranking people have been promised new songs, and the fragrance has been recommended to high-ranking officials.
The sun is long in Wufu, the frost is calm, and there are a few trees leaning against the stone railings.
Passing the Huaqing Palace Quatrains by Du Mu
Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors are opened one after another on the top of the mountain.
Riding on the red dust concubine smiled, no one knew it was lychee.
Presented to Liu Jingwen
Su Shi
There is no rain cover when the lotus is gone,
There are still proud frost branches among the chrysanthemums.
You must remember the good times of the year,
It is the most orange-yellow-orange-green time.
Red cherries, green bananas
Author Song Wentong
Golden oranges are good fruits,
not valued by the natives.
Shangyuan has not heard much about it.
Who can transplant the seeds?