Su Shi wrote a poem about loquat 1. What poems about loquat did Su Shi write?
"On February 19, I took white wine bass over Zhan and let you eat Sophora leaves." Su Shi's loquat boiled gold beads, and the mulberry first fell and tasted jade maggots.
I'll borrow ten lotus flowers for the time being and pour five books on an empty stomach. Green floating egg bowl, Sophora japonica bud cake, red dot ice plate squid.
Getting drunk and having a good sleep is the real career. I have good taste in my life. Creation background: This poem comes from the Complete Works of Su Shi, Volume 23.
At the time of writing this poem, Su Shi was nearly 60 years old, and was demoted to the rank of deputy military envoy, living in Huizhou (now Huiyang, Guangdong). Su Shi galloped day and night and went all the way to the relegation center, which was warmly welcomed by the people in Lingnan.
He took out the gold given by the emperor and donated it to dredging the West Lake to build a long embankment. "Cold Sophora leaves" is a traditional seasonal cold food in ancient China. According to records, it first began in the Tang Dynasty. It is made by mashing the tender leaves of Sophora japonica with juice and flour, cutting them into cakes, strips and shreds, and then putting them in a freezer or soaking them in a well.
Su Shi (1037-1101) was a writer and painter in the Northern Song Dynasty. Zi Zi Zhan, also known as Dasu, is called Dongpo layman.
Meizhou Meishan (now Sichuan) people. Together with their father Su Xun and brother Su Zhe, they are called Su San.
He is an all-rounder in literature and art, and his writing style is unrestrained and fluent. He is also known as Ou Su with Ouyang Xiu, one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties. His poems are fresh and vigorous, and he is good at using exaggerated metaphors. He has a unique style in artistic expression, and is called Su Huang with Huang Tingjian. Bold ci school has a great influence on later generations, and it is called Su Xin with Xin Qiji; Calligraphy is good at running script and regular script, and it can be innovative. Writing with a pen is ups and downs, full of childlike interest. And Huang Tingjian, Mi Fei and Cai Xiang are also called Song Sijia. Painting, like literature, I like to be a strange stone. On painting, I advocate similarity.
He is the author of The Complete Works of Su Dongpo and Dongpo Yuefu.
2. loquat poetry
Travel to Bird in early summer.
Year: Song Author:
Duck pond water is shallow and deep, and the weather is half sunny and half cloudy when plums are ripe.
The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden.
Alpine loquat
Year: Tang Author: Yuan Zhen
Mountain loquat, flowers like peony, sprinkle blood. A few years ago, I traveled all over the castle peak.
This is a good season for mountain flowers. The branches are fully open and the leaves are half-cracked.
Fight for tea tightly and slowly untie the initial knot of crimson sac. The golden thread floats in confusion,
The coral flower with heavy fiber is broken. Because the wind spins off the skirt and flies, as hot as the eyes of the sun.
The child is leaning against the rock, and the clouds in the cage are hidden. Lvzhu said wholeheartedly,
Hanwu's eyes are piercing and he wants to die. Everyone loves beauty, but I have to be ashamed.
If you don't listen to idle people, you once said to Lotte. I came to Taniguchi yesterday to ask questions first.
And it stopped before it reached the mountain. I went to Tongzhou late 10 days, and I still have one year to go to Huayou.
Mountain loquat, too clumsy to hold the mountain. It's too high to see clearly,
In ninth grade, the emperor's voice was not clear. The apricot trees in the garden are drunk, and the strangers are tender.
Because you are elegant and fragrant, you are a metaphor of immortals, and Panxi has the right to swallow when sitting cold.
Two Woods
Year: Song Author: Fan Chengda
Loquat used to like it, not seeking sweetness or acid.
Yellow mud wrapped around the core and scattered with throwing fences.
Spring breeze opens the door, and the park is as simple as hazelnut.
A plant grows up and looks like Wuqi Mountain.
Last year, I tried to spend a little time, and I got cold.
Turn into gold bullets and board the peach and plum plates together.
It is not difficult for a great king to mediate.
How can an old man be a tree? Find a pretty face with a mirror.
The moustache is long, and he wears a scarf when he smiles.
Yunxian loquat
Year: Song Author: Mei
Loquat is as yellow as orange in May. Who would have thought litchi would be at the same time?
Jia Ming wrote Fu Lin, but he hated Hongmei for having no poems.
Fruit in the miscellaneous garden
Year: Song Author: Lu You
When acid-free kumquat grows for the first time, seedless loquat is born.
Precious output has been obtained from the secluded garden, and the muddy mash is still in the small tank.
"On February 19, I took white wine bass over Zhan and let you eat Sophora japonica leaves."
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Loquat is ripe with golden beads, and mulberry leaves taste jade maggots for the first time.
I'll borrow ten lotus flowers for the time being and pour five books on an empty stomach.
Green floating egg bowl, Sophora japonica bud cake, red dot ice plate squid.
Getting drunk and having a good sleep is the real career. I have good taste in my life.
Loquat in seclusion
Year: Song Author: Mei
Loquat may be solid, green and sour.
Macaques must be provoked, but it is difficult to keep the heat.
3. loquat poetry
1, Tianpingshan Middle School
Ming Dynasty: Yang Ji
The drizzle is tender and wet, and the south wind tree loquat is ripe;
Xu Xing didn't remember how deep the mountain was, and Yingying sent it all the way home.
The drizzle wet the flowers of the neem tree, and the fruit of each loquat tree gradually matured under the south wind. Walk slowly along the mountain road, I don't know how far it is. The oriole sang along the road and sent me home.
2. Visit Bird in early summer.
Song Dynasty: Dai Fugu
Duck pond water is shallow and deep, and the weather is half cloudy and half sunny when plums are ripe.
The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden.
Ducks are playing in shallow water or deep water in the pond, plums are ripe, and the weather is half sunny and half cloudy. In this pleasant weather, I gave a banquet and invited some friends 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.
3. Send Xue Tao's school books to Zhong Shu.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
Wan Li Qiaobian girls' school books, closed doors loquat flowers.
Nowadays, there are fewer people who sweep their eyebrows, so it is better to lead the spring breeze.
There lived a talented geisha near Wan Li Bridge, and her house was surrounded by loquat wreaths. She lives in seclusion among loquat flowers. Nowadays, there are few talented women like her, and even those who can fully appreciate the artistic conception of literature are always worse than her.
4. The red mountain residence in the boundless river is the best.
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
A few light seagulls found a bright green. Where, a pair? Come and take a bath. Read Li Sao's booze carefully and see how good it is to repair bamboo. There are flying springs, daily pearls and 3,000 welcome trees.
Spring rains are raining, and new valleys are planted. Never idle days, sleep yellow calf. Look at the clouds, the wheat ridges and the snow-covered silkworm clusters. If it is enough now, it is enough when it is not enough. With the help of Ye Lao and Shou Shou, the loquat matured.
A few light seagulls came and disturbed the clear green lake. There is also a pair of purple mandarin ducks that come out of nowhere, deliberately playing with water together and playing endlessly. While reading Li Sao carefully, I had a drink; While enjoying bamboo, we don't refuse all kinds of meat. There is also a waterfall nearby, like pearls splashing for me to watch. It keeps pouring, with 3000 hugs every day.
There is plenty of rain in spring, and the newly sown grain seeds grow green seedlings; During the slack season, the calf dozed lazily. The wheat in the field is ripe, like a continuous Huang Yun; The shiny new cocoons in the silkworm room are like piles of snow.
Alas, if you want to pursue the prosperity of life, you can already meet it at present; Xiaomi's bad area is not satisfied, when will Jing be satisfied? Seeing that I was idle, several old farmers invited me to the East Garden for a walk and said that the loquat was ripe.
5. Lang complains about poetry
Han Dynasty: Zhuo Wenjun
After the farewell, the two places hung together.
Let's say March or April. Who knows five or six years?
The lyre has no intention of playing, and the eight-part essay cannot be passed down.
The nine-ring chain has never been interrupted, and the Shili Pavilion is in urgent need.
I can't understand it, I can't understand it, so I have no choice but to blame Lang.
A thousand words can't be finished, bored, and ten rely on the railing.
On the ninth day, you can see the lonely geese, and the full moon in August is not round.
In July and a half, burning incense and asking for heaven,
In the dog days of June, everyone shakes my heart.
Pomegranate in May is as red as fire, but it is watered by cold rain.
April loquat is not yellow, and I want to be confused in the mirror.
In a hurry, the peach blossoms turn with the water in March.
Falling and falling, the kite line was broken in February.
Hey, Lang Lang, I wish you to be a woman's man in your next life.
Our thoughts have really changed since we parted. At that time, I only said that I would meet again in three or four months. Who would have thought that it has been five or six years now. I'm not in the mood to play the lyre or send a letter. I'll wait for you in the pavilion. Even if I have a hundred thoughts and a thousand thoughts about you, I just blame you helplessly.
There are thousands of words in my heart, but I am bored without you and lean on the railing in vain. On the Double Ninth Festival, we climb to see the lonely geese, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is full of moons. In July and a half, I held a candle to burn incense and asked the sky. The dog days in June are so hot that people are shaking their fans, but my heart is cold.
In May, pomegranate flowers were as red as fire, but they were drenched by a cold rain. The loquat in April is not mature yet, and I am upset in front of the mirror. Spring is busy, and the peach blossoms in March fall gently with the current. In February, the kite broke its line and fell helplessly. What a pity. Alas, husband, I want you to be my concubine in my next life.
4. Ancient poems about loquat
1. Picking Loquat Tree Dai Min's Early Summer Tour in Bird 2. Nanfeng tree is ripe, loquat is bright, and Yang Ji's "Tianping Mountain Middle" 3. The situation is right. Dongxi Wild Loquat Soup Bai Juyi's Mountain Loquat 4. Temple loquat blooms in winter. Don Cen Can's "Go to History, Go to Chenggu County, Find Yong 'an Chao Zen Master Room 5". Loquat Gate to Chu Yi sent an old friend to Jiangling for grazing. 6. Laughing bayberry, not counting loquat, Man Ting Fangsongshan Fang Fangfang pot in Yining, Wang Song. Loquat Tree Qi Ji's Manjiang Hongshanju 8. Dream broken loquat fragrance is full of Wei Liaoweng's "Jiangchengzi Mengdu Morning Thin Horse 62616964757A 68696416fe4b893E5b19E3133361336" Liu Tang Palm Garden Xiashoujian Loquat. Send them to Lizhou 10, Shanloquat in Tangyuan Town1,Shanloquat in Tangyuan Town 12, Pterocarya tangmaowenxi in loquat, Pubu Huanxisha and spring water lightly soaking moss 65438.16066666666. The plump journey of loquat in Lu's "Myrica rubra planted in the mountain garden is not a unique and lovely way to play loquat" 17, and seedless loquat grafting was born. Bai Liang Shi Hua 19 by loquat, orange, chestnut, peach, Li Heche, Seven Slogans by Feiyang loquat and lychee Yuan, Yang Weizhen 20, the cooked tobacco of loquat, Stay the guest by Ai Xingfu in Song Dynasty 2 1, the remaining trees of loquat, and the hibiscus dream by Yizun. Loquat is two tall trees, Song's "Traveling with Uncle Man in Gaoyang Mountain" 27. Loquat smells good in other places. Song Hongzi's Xun Mei 28. It should be loquat merger. In May, loquat was recorded by Mei in the Song Dynasty, 3 1. In the Qing Dynasty, it was recommended that loquat and orange should be recorded in Xiangyang by Ouyang Xiule in the Song Dynasty and sent to Xiangyang by Liu Taiwei from Guangzhou. 32, loquat cooked in drizzle; On April 24th, Song Shuyuexiang shared wine with friends in the mountains in the rain. 33. Loquat is exposed outside the dark window; In Dawushan Temple, Shu was praised. 34, made of loquat. Loquat is full of boxes, An Shi's "Sweet 28th" 36. Loquat is in full bloom with red pomegranate, and Lei's "Two Books on April 20th" 37. Loquat brings flowers every other year, and Fan's "Winter Miscellaneous Interest" 38. Loquat snow is washed away, and it is absolutely impossible to listen to "Night Stay in Wujiang Shengshou Temple" 39. Loquat yellow is a guest, and the branches are bright and respectful.
5. Sentences describing loquat
Su Dongpo said: "When guests come to tea, nothing happens, but Lu Juyangmei is still sour." . Someone asked him: What kind of fruit is Lu Ju? He said, "loquat also". Later, some books also said "loquat, an orange." I think this is mostly because of Sue's "taking it for granted". Because, in Sima Xiangru's Shang Fu Lin, it is said that "Xia Luju is ripe, Huang Gan orange, loquat persimmon and pavilion is magnolia". State several things side by side. It can be seen that Lu Ju is Lu Ju and Loquat is Loquat, and the middle cannot be equated. Li Shizhen said: "It is wrong for people who note the Selected Works to regard loquat as an orange." Quite right.
Yang Wanli wrote a loquat poem: "big leaves and long ears, one end is full of plates." Litchi has many stones, but kumquat is not sour. Rain leaves and branches are low in weight and the pulp is cold. Whether Changqing is here or not, don't send him as a garden official. " The first six sentences describe the character of loquat fairly accurately, but they are not poetic. Although Confucius said that you can learn more about the names of birds, animals and plants by reading poetry, poetry is not a textbook for plants after all. Guo Moruo's "Let a Hundred Flowers Bloom" is a failed example. Yang Wanli's loquat poem seems to be the first of its kind. As for the last two sentences, I don't know what he said. Although Sima Xiangru wrote loquat in Shang Fu Lin, it didn't show the appearance of drooling, and there was no record that Sun Monkey ate flat peaches secretly. What does it matter whether he is a gardener or not?
There is also a jingle about loquat, saying that someone sent loquat to others, with a letter saying: Yunyun sent two baskets of pipa. The recipient then wrote a poem: "Loquat is not this pipa, because I didn't know much about it." If the pipa can blossom and bear fruit, the flute in the city will blossom. "Although the poem is joking, it makes people feel distressed while eating the loquat sent by others. There are so many Chinese characters that it is difficult to write a few typos. If you make a mistake, you must write a poem. Such poems can be said endlessly. I remember it was in the early 1930s. Liu Bannong is the marking officer in Peking University. Because the examinee wrote a few typos, he became very excited and made several poems to mark the paper, which greatly mocked the examinee. In one of them, because students wrote "studying abroad" as "studying abroad", Mr. Liu said: "Mr. Wang committed a heinous crime and sent him to the west to study abroad. It should be nine streams and one class, exhausted. "Lu Xun was very disapproving, and wrote the article" After Feeling Old (Part II) ",thinking that it was not the middle school students who just graduated that were ridiculous, but the big professors who used it as a laughing stock to embellish the sarcasm. Loquat is probably not distributed to middle school students. They can't read much, either because they have no money to study or for other reasons. And those who think they are senior officials, have greater skills, write inscriptions everywhere and make a fool of themselves everywhere. They are thicker than the city wall, it is better to stab him, but such people are rarely ridiculed.
6. Poems describing pipa
Zhu Xian has heard of Daigu, and there are many copies of Shuowen Jiezi.
Half a month is divided into strings and spent on the face.
The general composed music and Sima accompanied him many times.
This is Hu Zhongle. I hope you can play it at once.
Meng Haoran, one of the two Liangzhou Ci Poems (Tang Dynasty)
Today's muddy red sandalwood scraps,
Make the pipa sound into the clouds.
Alakazam came all the way to Wan Li,
Then send it to Mingjun immediately.
Wang Changling, one of the seven wonders of joining the army (Tang Dynasty)
Pipa dances with new sounds,
Always close the mountain and leave a feeling.
I can't hear enough sadness,
Autumn moon shines high on the Great Wall.
One of Two Liangzhou Ci Poems in Tang Dynasty
Wine luminous glass,
If you want to drink pipa, hurry up.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the beach.
How many wars were fought in ancient times?
Gong Ci (Tang)
Golden rosewood trough,
The initial tension of the string is high.
I listened to a new song yesterday,
Send cherries outside the curtain of the inner palace.
Pipa Pavilion (Song Dynasty) Zhang Yuhu
Jiangzhou Sima's old confidant,
The feeling of wandering in the rivers and lakes is deeper.
On a moonlit night in Wan Li,
Pipa is not made, but also touched.
On Xunyang River,
Yangliufeng in front of Peng Ze.
These two sages are not alike,
Sadness and happiness are different.
Pipa Pavilion (Song) Liu Chang
Jiangtou Yue Ming Pipa Pavilion,
A sad song, an eternal feeling.
Want to know where my heart was broken,
Only the river is a sound.
Qing Ping Le (Song) Yan
Let a hundred flowers blossom and a hundred schools of thought contend. Send it back to spring.
Pickers are getting less and less popular. Dried plums with small leaves and plums.
Xiao Qiong leisurely holds the pipa. Snow-scented gauze.
Just a delicate and charming branch, standing alone at the feast.
Cai (Song) Su Shi
Emotionally still sick, there are many scenes in the building.
When we raise our glasses, we will turn our heads and laugh.
Stop to listen to the pipa and twist it gently.
The drunken face melts into spring scenery, and Jiang Tianyi looks red obliquely.
Resentment-Pipa Girl (Song) Su Shi
Xiaolian plays the pipa string first. Break the blue sky
Clearly embroidered pavilion resentment, all shot to the song.
The skin is like jade, and the temples comb cicadas. In front of the window.
Tonight, moths fight against people like cicadas.
Wu Ye Article (Gold) Liu Ying
Far hate me for pestering willows, and dreams grow around pears.
The blue man remembers the chapter, the platform is on the moon, and the jade whip is oblique.
Green mirror tears sleeves, red wall drunk ink cage yarn.
It takes a lifetime to meet, and spring thoughts enter the pipa.
Guan Gong * Double Mandarin Duck Xiao Ling Liu Quan Ci (Yuan) Wang Yun
Stay drunk. Appreciate Chun Yan. A song can clear ten Jin of wine.
Talk to pipa tea drinkers. So as to pass on the heart music.
Pipa (Yuan)
A piece of acacia wood, the sound contains ancient autumn.
Who made the pipa? Don't leave your sadness.
Yue Diao * Xiao Taohong's Divorce (Yuan)
Several autumn rains and old yellow flowers. Leave people regardless of fear.
A string of sad tears. Play the pipa.
I am ashamed to look at the screen painting. Sound sad jade horse.
Worried about the new Ropa. Hate less than the end of the world.
Listen to the old man manage pipa (Ming) Zhang Yu.
An old string goes against the string for a long time, but my mind is very weak.
Mo Geng played Ghost Sparrow, and now there are fewer people in the north.
Chang 'an Chun Xue Qu (Ming) Wang Zandeng
Warm jade pipa cold skin, generally like snow reflecting pheasant.
I only chose Yangchun Music and played it as a dish of pearls.
(Ming) Liu Mingchuan
Pipa is the best sound, which is difficult to explain.
The mountain was very painful, and the music neutralized the tears.
Wen Pipa (Qing) Shi Chaogan
The pipa string is in a hurry in autumn, and it plays a long-lost feeling in Guanshan.
Excuse me, when will the heartbroken sound stop when the Yellow River flows east?
Pipa (Qing) Sun Weiting
The interview with Lao Beiyin was absolutely loud, and the Southern Opera in Wenzhou began.
Four strings are melancholy, like knocking on the window on a rainy night.
There are the grievances of Fei Ming that have been passed down through the ages, and the poems of Fu Xin that have changed several lines.
Singing in the street, the year of the tortoise is down and out, complaining about the rise and fall.
Tiaozi (Qing) Yuan Xiangfu
With a skill, everyone sighs with dust.
To ask who can resist stopping, Qu Gao and Widow are Yangchun people.
Chen Zhou has passed away, and V's heirloom skills are higher.
I won't listen to Yu Lunbao because it hurts people.
7. Poetry allusions about loquat (urgent
There seems to be not many wonderful poems about loquat.
Su Dongpo said: "When guests come to tea, nothing happens, but Lu Juyangmei is still sour." . Someone asked him: What kind of fruit is Lu Ju? He said, "loquat also".
Later, some books also said "loquat, an orange." I think this is mostly because of Sue's "taking it for granted".
Because, in Sima Xiangru's Shang Fu Lin, it is said that "Xia Luju is ripe, Huang Gan orange, loquat persimmon and pavilion is magnolia". State several things side by side.
It can be seen that Lu Ju is Lu Ju and Loquat is Loquat, and the middle cannot be equated. Li Shizhen said: "It is wrong for people who note the Selected Works to regard loquat as an orange."
Quite right. Yang Wanli wrote a loquat poem: "big leaves and long ears, one end is full of plates."
Litchi has many stones, but kumquat is not sour. Rain leaves and branches are low in weight and the pulp is cold.
Whether Changqing is here or not, don't send him as a garden official. "The first six sentences describe the character of loquat fairly accurately, but they are not poetic.
Although Confucius said that you can learn more about the names of birds, animals and plants by reading poetry, poetry is not a textbook for plants after all. Guo Moruo's "Let a Hundred Flowers Bloom" is a failed example.
Yang Wanli's loquat poem seems to be the first of its kind. As for the last two sentences, I don't know what he said.
Although Sima Xiangru wrote loquat in Shang Fu Lin, it didn't show the appearance of drooling, and there was no record that Sun Monkey ate flat peaches secretly. What does it matter whether he is a gardener or not? There is also a jingle about loquat, saying that someone sent loquat to others, with a letter saying: Yunyun sent two baskets of pipa. The recipient then wrote a poem: "Loquat is not this pipa, because I didn't know much about it."
If the pipa can blossom and bear fruit, all the pipes in the city will be open. "Poetry is playful, but while eating loquats sent by others, people feel that it is not a taste.
There are so many Chinese characters that it is difficult to write a few typos. If you make a mistake, you must write a poem. Such poems can be said endlessly.
I remember it was in the early 1930s. Liu Bannong is the marking officer in Peking University. Because the examinee wrote a few typos, he became very excited and made several poems to mark the paper, which greatly mocked the examinee. In one of them, because students wrote "studying abroad" as "studying abroad", Mr. Liu said: "Mr. Wang committed a heinous crime and sent him to the west to study abroad.
It should be nine streams plus one class, and gluten will boil a pot of oil. "Lu Xun was very disapproving, and wrote the article" After Feeling Old (Part II) ".He thought it was not the middle school students who just graduated, but the big professors who took it as a laughing stock.
Loquat is probably not distributed to middle school students. They can't read much, either because they have no money to study or for other reasons. And those who think they are senior officials, have greater skills, write inscriptions everywhere and make a fool of themselves everywhere. They are thicker than the city wall, it is better to stab him, but such people are rarely ridiculed.