Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
Looking back at the beginning of avoiding thieves, it is difficult to lose in the north. Late at night, on Peng Ya Road, the moon shines on Baishui Mountain.
After a long walk, everyone is cheeky. Birds sang in the jagged valley, but no wanderer came back.
Crazy women are hungry to bite me, and they are afraid of tigers and wolves. Put your mouth in your arms, your voice is getting more and more angry.
Children are forced to solve things, so they ask for hard work. It was another half-day thunderstorm, and the mud climbed together.
No rain, slippery clothes, cold. Sometimes after the contract is widened, you have to walk several miles a day.
Wild fruit fills the valley, and rough branches make the rafters. Walking on rocks and water in the morning and smoking on the horizon at night.
Stay less in Zhoujiawa and want to get out of Luziguan. Old friends include Sun Zi and Gao Yibo Ceng Yun.
The guest is already dark and the light is still on. Warm soup is enough for me, paper is my soul.
From then on, I got married and shed tears for each other. The chickens were sleeping, which stirred up a plate of food stained with stains.
Swear to be brothers with Master forever. Then I sat down in the empty room and sat down to serve me.
Who wants to be tough, open-minded and show his mind? Hujie is still suffering if he doesn't come next week.
Fly to the front of autumn when there are wings and feathers.
2. "Guests arrive"
Year: Song Author: Lu You
Where can I find a taxi driver who can come to Sangmai Village?
A slave entered the market first, and the old man opened the door.
Wild fruit tastes astringent, and the village is still muddy.
What do you hate most when you are old?
3. drinks in the garden
Year: Song Author: Lu You
Creation is only as old as I am, but as wide as rivers and lakes.
During six years of pitching, you have to have two crowns.
Although the sideburns are small, the feet do not stumble.
Remember ten Yu Ben, rice is empty.
It's been two months since the beginning of the year, and I feel that things in this spring are incomplete.
Apricots laugh at the wall, and warblers sound into the clouds.
Sweep the floor and set the table, and advise you to eat more.
Village wine is turbid and clear, and wild fruit is sweet and sour.
Neighborhood language is constant, and children and grandchildren are in groups.
Although there is no money, there are more songs than joy.
4. Miscellaneous interest
Year: Song Author: Lu You
The guests asked about Vimo's illness, and people mourned Fan Hanshu.
The poem bag bears the child's back, and the medicine bag hangs on the donkey saddle.
The wild fruit is astringent and the village mash is sour.
The old chicken can read, and it will be safe.
5. "Beike buys wine"
Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi
In front of the purple clothes holding the tripod, fanfan accompanied the beam.
Take the meat and cut the guests, and the silver plate will be broken.
Qin invited a hearty meal and sent the sacrifice back to the museum for further dissemination.
Wild fruit and wild vegetables mixed with honey, badger breast fried like wax.
After a full meal, Xiao Hu's ears are struggling to stay.
It's no accident that Hu gave up drinking and got little peace.
2. The poem "Fruit" about fruit
Year: Song Author: Chen Yaosou
Sweeter than molasses and softer than crispness, there are ten thousand kinds of plants on the top of the mountain in Yuen Long.
Red hawksbill is hidden at the bottom of the leaves, and blue coral is dotted on the side of the branches.
Fan Chengda's Watermelon Garden
Bi Manling's frost lies on soft sand, and he has eaten watermelons everywhere for many years.
Light and watery in appearance, which Pu Tao alfalfa can't praise.
Wen Tianxiang, a national hero in the Southern Song Dynasty, said, "Pull out the golden knife and break the jasper bottle. A thousand red cherries and a pile of topaz. If you swallow it, it will disappear, and if you bite your teeth, it will make the sound of ice and snow. "
Yong grapes
Yan Qian. the Tang Dynasty
The west garden is tender and refreshing in the evening, covered with grapes. A shelf full of purple corduroy with high support and oblique golden columns. The leaves are bright when the wind blows, and the sound of butterflies makes it sunny and rainy. God stung the cold pool in the clear night, and ten thousand pieces of wet clouds could not afford it. The beauty of the stone family walks in the golden valley, and the coral hook on the green screen is Luo Wei. Yupan newly recommended Chinese residence, beads hanging at night. The victory lies in the travel notes of the New Year, which makes people feel chilling. Laugh in the mirror and get drunk on the silver bed.
3. What poems describe "picking wild fruits on the mountain"? 1, "Peng Yaxing"
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
Looking back at the beginning of avoiding thieves, it is difficult to lose in the north. Late at night, on Peng Ya Road, the moon shines on Baishui Mountain.
After a long walk, everyone is cheeky. Birds sang in the jagged valley, but no wanderer came back.
Crazy women are hungry to bite me, and they are afraid of tigers and wolves. Put your mouth in your arms, your voice is getting more and more angry.
Children are forced to solve things, so they ask for hard work. It was another half-day thunderstorm, and the mud climbed together.
No rain, slippery clothes, cold. Sometimes after the contract is widened, you have to walk several miles a day.
Wild fruit fills the valley, and rough branches make the rafters. Walking on rocks and water in the morning and smoking on the horizon at night.
Stay less in Zhoujiawa and want to get out of Luziguan. Old friends include Sun Zi and Gao Yibo Ceng Yun.
The guest is already dark and the light is still on. Warm soup is enough for me, paper is my soul.
From then on, I got married and shed tears for each other. The chickens were sleeping, which stirred up a plate of food stained with stains.
Swear to be brothers with Master forever. Then I sat down in the empty room and sat down to serve me.
Who wants to be tough, open-minded and show his mind? Hujie is still suffering if he doesn't come next week.
Fly to the front of autumn when there are wings and feathers.
2. "Guests arrive"
Year: Song Author: Lu You
Where can I find a taxi driver who can come to Sangmai Village?
A slave entered the market first, and the old man opened the door.
Wild fruit tastes astringent, and the village is still muddy.
What do you hate most when you are old?
3. drinks in the garden
Year: Song Author: Lu You
Creation is only as old as I am, but as wide as rivers and lakes.
During six years of pitching, you have to have two crowns.
Although the sideburns are small, the feet do not stumble.
Remember ten Yu Ben, rice is empty.
It's been two months since the beginning of the year, and I feel that things in this spring are incomplete.
Apricots laugh at the wall, and warblers sound into the clouds.
Sweep the floor and set the table, and advise you to eat more.
Village wine is turbid and clear, and wild fruit is sweet and sour.
Neighborhood language is constant, and children and grandchildren are in groups.
Although there is no money, there are more songs than joy.
4. Miscellaneous interest
Year: Song Author: Lu You
The guests asked about Vimo's illness, and people mourned Fan Hanshu.
The poem bag bears the child's back, and the medicine bag hangs on the donkey saddle.
The wild fruit is astringent and the village mash is sour.
The old chicken can read, and it will be safe.
5. "Beike buys wine"
Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi
In front of the purple clothes holding the tripod, fanfan accompanied the beam.
Take the meat and cut the guests, and the silver plate will be broken.
Qin invited a hearty meal and sent the sacrifice back to the museum for biography.
Wild fruit and wild vegetables mixed with honey, badger breast fried like wax.
After a full meal, Xiao Hu's ears are struggling to stay.
It's no accident that Hu gave up drinking and got little peace.
4. Poems describing fruits: Bi Manling lies in soft sand with frost, and has eaten watermelons everywhere for many years. Watermelon Garden Fan Song Chengda
Pull out the golden knife and break the jasper bottle. A thousand red cherries and a pile of topaz. Biting your teeth when swallowing cigarettes will make the sound of snow and ice. Tian Xiang, Wen Song
Yong grape Tang. the Tang Dynasty
The west garden is tender and refreshing in the evening, covered with grapes.
A shelf full of purple corduroy with high support and oblique golden columns.
The leaves are bright when the wind blows, and the sound of butterflies makes it sunny and rainy.
God stung the cold pool in the clear night, and ten thousand pieces of wet clouds could not afford it.
The beauty of the stone family walks in the golden valley, and the coral hook on the green screen is Luo Wei.
Yupan newly recommended Chinese residence, beads hanging at night.
The victory lies in the travel notes of the New Year, which makes people feel chilling.
Laugh in the mirror and get drunk on the silver bed.
5. Poem 1 Describe the fruit, cherry
Song chenyuyi
In April, the yellow birds in the south of the Yangtze River are fat and the cherries are full of sunshine.
Although it is a rare encounter in the red English plate, it is like a cage.
2. "New Sakura with Pei Jie"
Don Dumu
If the new wine is really sweet, purple orchids should not be served.
I suspect that I stole the dragon's chin, and the color has won the rooster's crown.
The fire in the distance is faintly discernible, and the stars are vividly visible.
Maoxian tastes good, and Manqian hates stealing.
Endure cooking cheese and never play with the jade plate.
If time flies, Jiuhua Dan is unnecessary.
3.pomegranate
Anonymous Tang
Autumn clouds cicada, Sophora leaves together, pomegranate fragrance is low.
Purple poppy dyed rosy clouds, red rhinoceros wrapped in yellow wax paper.
Jade carving curling is wet, and the spots are like tears in Hunan and Hubei.
Xiao Niang's first marriage is bittersweet and chews thousands of grains of water.
4. Banquet Pavilion with Myrica rubra
Yuan
The top of the crane is round, full of gluten and millet, and the precious leaves wash the sky.
Dear, the cloud cage is far away, and the pulse is full of red spring teeth.
The bones are changed into cinnabar, and the smile is sour.
Who remembers? I once asked Pu Xiling, Qing Zi in the shade.
Your family respected you several times before. You picked the stars in the sky and got drunk with others.
The dishes are delicate, dark red, floating and sinking half a basin of fat water.
At the same time, Jane wrote drunkenly, for birds and plums. Such as competition. For Yue Nv, Wu Ji can't get her hands on it.
5. "Double papaya is still very fragrant."
Song luyou
Xuancheng embroidered melons have strange fragrance and are occasionally placed on the pillow.
What is the common use of six roots? I smell my nose instead of my tongue.
6. What are the poems describing the ripeness of fruits? 1, Jinjiang is near the west, and litchi is ripe in Shantou, Xinyu.
Said by: Tang Zhangji's Chengdu Qu.
To the west of Jinjiang, the smoke is vast and the green water is rippling. After the rain, litchi on the hillside is ripe.
2, the drizzle is tender and wet, and the trees in the south wind are ripe.
From: Ming Yang Ji Tian Ping Shan Zhong.
The drizzle wet the flowers of the neem tree, and the fruit of each loquat tree gradually matured under the south wind.
3, autumn fruit is ripe, Tibetan cranes are deep clouds.
Said by: Tang, "Send Road flyover Xu to the East".
When the autumn fruit is ripe, apes play with it, and Xiaoyun can't find the crane.
4. The East Garden is drunk and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat tree is golden.
From: Dai Song Fugu's Early Summer Tour to Bird.
In this pleasant weather, I invited some friends and took a banquet to visit the East Garden and the West Garden. Picturesque scenery, particularly comfortable mood, enjoy drinking, some people are already drunk. Loquat in the garden is full of fruits, hanging on the tree like gold, just picking and drinking and tasting.
5, litchi red banks, in the rain.
Said by Shi Zhong of Song Li, Bodhisattva Zigui cries and breaks the tower and moon.
The river is clear, and the litchi on both sides is blushing and drizzling, covering thousands of households.
7. What is the poem describing "picking wild fruits on the mountain"? 1. "Peng ADB" Year: Tang Author: Du Fu recalled the past to avoid thieves, and went north through difficulties.
Late at night, on Peng Ya Road, the moon shines on Baishui Mountain. After a long walk, everyone is cheeky.
Birds sang in the jagged valley, but no wanderer came back. Crazy women are hungry to bite me, and they are afraid of tigers and wolves.
Put your mouth in your arms, your voice is getting more and more angry. Children are forced to solve things, so they ask for hard work.
It was another half-day thunderstorm, and the mud climbed together. No rain, slippery clothes, cold.
Sometimes after the contract is widened, you have to walk several miles a day. Wild fruit fills the valley, and rough branches make the rafters.
Walking on rocks and water in the morning and smoking on the horizon at night. Stay less in Zhoujiawa and want to get out of Luziguan.
Old friends include Sun Zi and Gao Yibo Ceng Yun. The guest is already dark and the light is still on.
Warm soup is enough for me, paper is my soul. From then on, I got married and shed tears for each other.
The chickens were sleeping, which stirred up a plate of food stained with stains. Swear to be brothers with Master forever.
Then I sat down in the empty room and sat down to serve me. Who wants to be tough, open-minded and show his mind?
Hujie is still suffering if he doesn't come next week. Fly to the front of autumn when there are wings and feathers.
2, "Hakka" era: Song Author: Lu Youfan Xuan Cheke, can come to Sangmai Village? A slave entered the market first, and the old man opened the door. Wild fruit tastes astringent, and the village is still muddy.
What do you hate most when you are old? 3, "small and medium-sized drinking garden" era: Song Author: Lu You's creation makes me old, but only makes me wide.
During six years of pitching, you have to have two crowns. Although the sideburns are small, the feet do not stumble.
Remember ten Yu Ben, rice is empty. It's been two months since the beginning of the year, and I feel that things in this spring are incomplete.
Apricots laugh at the wall, and warblers sound into the clouds. Sweep the floor and set the table, and advise you to eat more.
Village wine is turbid and clear, and wild fruit is sweet and sour. Neighborhood language is constant, and children and grandchildren are in groups.
Although there is no money, there are more songs than joy. 4, "Miscellaneous Xing" era: Song Author: Luke asked Wei Mo disease, people mourn Fan.
The poem bag bears the child's back, and the medicine bag hangs on the donkey saddle. The wild fruit is astringent and the village mash is sour.
The old chicken can read, and it will be safe. 5, "prepare customers to buy wine" era: Song Author: Wang Anshi purple clothes before buying customers, towels and rice with the same amount of gifts.
Take the meat and cut the guests, and the silver plate will be broken. Qin invited a hearty meal and sent the sacrifice back to the museum for biography.
Wild fruit and wild vegetables mixed with honey, badger breast fried like wax. After a full meal, Xiao Hu's ears are struggling to stay.
It's no accident that Hu gave up drinking and got little peace.
8. Poems describing fruits: Watermelon Garden written by Fan Chengda, a famous landscape and pastoral poet in the Song Dynasty: "Bimanling lies in soft sand with frost and eats watermelons all the year round.
Wen Tianxiang, a national hero in the Southern Song Dynasty, said, "Pull out the golden knife and break the jasper bottle. A thousand red cherries and a pile of topaz. Swallow the fireworks and put them in your teeth.
The sound of snow and ice. "
Yong grape Tang. the Tang Dynasty
The west garden is tender and refreshing in the evening, covered with grapes. A whole rack of high-supported purple corduroy,
Inclined golden pillars. The leaves are bright when the wind blows, and the sound of butterflies makes it sunny and rainy.
God stung the cold pool in the clear night, and ten thousand pieces of wet clouds could not afford it. Golden Valley Tour of Stone Family Beauty,
Jade curtain coral hook. Yupan newly recommended Chinese residence, beads hanging at night.
The victory lies in the travel notes of the New Year, which makes people feel chilling. Laughing and screaming in the mirror,
Drunk in the silver bed to make autumn shadows.