Source: Yan's Untitled
Commentary: the cheering place is that everyone eats around the stove, and all kinds of flavors are melted in this pot.
2, wash the pot and blow the fire to cook the oil onion.
Source: Chen Zao's "The Mid-Autumn Festival Crossing Lubei Mountain, Jade Tasting New Works"
Explanation: Wash the pot and live, then add oil and onions.
3. For example, the bottom of the cold pot was burned twice.
Source: Jia Fuxi's "Mupi Sanren Ancient Ci"
Explanation: it's like the bottom of a hot pot is cold and then heated for two sections.
4, each takes the abdomen he needs and eats his own strengths.
Source: Anonymous untitled
Description: Choose and eat what you need and like.
5, the raging fire has exhausted the delicious food on earth, and the boiling water has cooked the delicious food on earth.
Source: Yan's Untitled
Commentary: the fire brings out delicious food on earth, and the boiling water brings out delicious food on earth.
2. The ancient poem about hot pot 1, there is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the quiet stove.
Source: Tang Bai Juyi's interpretation of a suggestion from my friend Liu: the newly brewed rice wine is green and fragrant; A small red mud stove is burning crimson. 2.22 pieces of cotton were packed in a broken quilt and 3 pieces of pine were boiled in an empty pot.
Source: Interpretation of Huang Qingzong Xi's Miscellaneous Poems of Mountain Living: Twenty-two pieces of cotton were put into a thin broken quilt to sleep, and three pine trees were holding empty pots, and there was nothing to cook. 3, white glutinous rice is freshly brewed into red, wash the pot and blow the fire to cook the oil onion.
Source: Song Chenzao's "Mid-Autumn Festival Passing Yu Zi Lubei Mountain Tasting New Brewing" Interpretation: The newly harvested white glutinous rice is brewed into red wine, and the pot is washed, the fire is blown, and the oil onion is boiled. 4, empty cooking cold dishes, breaking the stove to burn the reeds.
Source: Interpretation of Shi's "Two Cold Foods and Rain": The empty kitchen is cooking some cold dishes, and the wet reeds at the bottom of the broken stove are burning. Xiqiao people should be the happiest, cooking celery and burning bamboo shoots for spring ploughing.
Source: Stone "Two Songs of Xincheng Road" Interpretation: People who live in the Xishan area should be the happiest. Cooking sunflower and burning bamboo shoots will make spring ploughing. Extended data:
It seems to be one of the most common ways for friends to get together in China.
Hot pot, as a traditional way of eating originated from the people, has experienced thousands of years of evolution, and the materials and ingredients of utensils have undergone earth-shaking changes, but there is still one thing in common, that is, cooking pots, conducting heat with water (soup) and cooking (rinsing) food. It is recorded in the history book "Biography of Han Poems" that in ancient times, people had to "ring the bell" to eat, that is, everyone sat around E68A843231333532363133313365438+.
Hot pot entered a prosperous period in Ming and Qing Dynasties. It is recorded in the Collection of Historical Archives of Qing Dynasty: "On the 10th day of the first month of the forty-eighth year of Qing Dynasty, Emperor Qianlong gave a banquet for 530 tables of palace hot pots, and when Emperor Jiaqing 1796 ascended the throne, he gave a banquet with 1550 hot pots."
References:
The owner of Xinhuanet-Hotpot Museum tells you: N stories about Hotpot Xinhuanet-Bronze Hotpot was unearthed two thousand years ago.
3. The ancient poem about hot pot 1, there is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the quiet stove.
Source: Tang Bai Juyi, "A Suggestion for Friend Liu".
Interpretation: The newly brewed rice wine is green and fragrant; A small red mud stove is burning crimson.
2.22 pieces of cotton were packed in a broken quilt and 3 pieces of pine were boiled in an empty pot.
Source: Huang Qingzong Xi's Poem of Living in a Mountain.
Interpretation: Twenty-two pieces of cotton are huddled in a thin broken quilt to sleep, and three pine trees are holding empty pots, so there is nothing to cook.
3, white glutinous rice is freshly brewed into red, wash the pot and blow the fire to cook the oil onion.
Source: Song Chenzao's "The Mid-Autumn Festival Crossing the Lubei Mountain, Jade Tasting New Works"
Interpretation: Newly harvested white glutinous rice is used to brew red wine, wash the pot, blow the fire, and cook oil onions.
4, empty cooking cold dishes, breaking the stove to burn the reeds.
Source: Two Cold Dishes and Rain by Shi.
Interpretation: The empty kitchen is cooking some cold dishes, and the damp reed at the bottom of the broken stove is burning.
Xiqiao people should be the happiest, cooking celery and burning bamboo shoots for spring ploughing.
Source: Two songs by Shi are on Xincheng Road.
Interpretation: People living in Xishan area should be the happiest. Boiling sunflower and burning bamboo shoots make spring ploughing easy.
Extended data:
It seems to be one of the most common ways for friends to get together in China. Hot pot, as a traditional way of eating originated from the people, has experienced thousands of years of evolution, and the materials and ingredients of utensils have undergone earth-shaking changes, but there is still one thing in common, that is, cooking pots, conducting heat with water (soup) and cooking (rinsing) food.
It is recorded in the history book "Biography of Han Poems" that in ancient times, people had to "ring the bell" to eat, that is, everyone sat around E68A843231333532363133313365438+.
Hot pot entered a prosperous period in Ming and Qing Dynasties. It is recorded in the Collection of Historical Archives of Qing Dynasty: "On the 10th day of the first month of the forty-eighth year of Qing Dynasty, Emperor Qianlong gave a banquet for 530 tables of palace hot pots, and when Emperor Jiaqing 1796 ascended the throne, he gave a banquet with 1550 hot pots."
References:
Xinhuanet-The owner of the Hot Pot Museum tells you: N stories about hot pot.
Xinhuanet-Bronze chafing dish unearthed two thousand years ago.
4. What ancient poems describe "hot pot"? 1. A suggestion for my friend Liu
Bai Juyi
There is a green shimmer in the old bottle and a small fire in the red mud.
It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .
2. Gum Arabic
Wang Wei
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.
3. Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.
Zhang Jiuling
The moon, now at sea, brings a separated heart at this time, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blow out the candle, it is not dark, although I put on my coat, it is not warm, so I leave my news to the moon and turn to my bed, hoping for a dream.
4. autumn wind words
Lipper
Autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright,
When the fallen leaves are scattered, the habitat in western Western jackdaw is full of surprises.
The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other.
When you enter the door of lovesickness, you will know the suffering of lovesickness.
Eternal love, eternal memories, and short-term lovesickness have no end.
If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know.
5. clinking glasses * * * loud, jade chopsticks fighting banquet, more human feelings in the lamp, fresh in the pot.
It's a pity that new friends grab their arms late, old friends hug their shoulders early and have fun. Peach blossoms are all over the world, and their faces are red and their ears are hot.
Soju should be aged, not aged.
Wash sheep at the age of 18.
Now I wash the sheep,
Every hot pot is especially fragrant.
Everyone has a bowl of delicious seasoning.
You should drink all the wine. Note: "Fuck" should be read four times.
Dry the meat,
Add soup after mixing noodles.
A suggestion for my friend Liu.
I. Translation of works
1. Rhyming translation:
The newly brewed rice wine is green and fragrant;
A small red mud stove is burning crimson.
It's getting dark, and the snow is coming.
Can I have a drink? Friend!
2. Free translation:
My newly brewed rice wine has not been filtered, and there is a layer of green bubbles on the surface of the wine, which smells good.
A small red mud stove for scalding wine is also ready.
It's cloudy. It seems to snow at night.
Can you stay and have a drink with me?
2. Vernacular translation
The wine residue floats on the wine surface, slightly green, as fine as an ant, and smells delicious. A small red mud stove for scalding wine is also ready. It's cloudy. It seems to snow at night. Can you stay and have a drink with me?
Three. works appreciation
Liu Shijiu was a friend of the author when he was in Jiangzhou, and the author wrote a song "Liu Shijiu Sleeps Together", saying that he was Chu Shi of Songyang. There are only twenty crosses in the whole poem, and there is no profound sustenance or flowery rhetoric. But between the lines, there is a warm and cheerful color, a warm and warm friendship, and a warm and spring-like poetry.
The cleverness of poetry is first of all the careful choice and clever arrangement of images. The expression of the whole poem mainly depends on the combination of three images (new wine, stove and sunset snow). In the phrase "new wine in old bottles". Because the wine is newly brewed and unfiltered, the wine surface is covered with wine residue foam, slightly green and as small as an ant, so it is called "green ant". The first sentence of the poem describes the light green, turbid and rough home-brewed rice wine, which is easy to arouse readers' association and makes readers seem to see the fragrant and sweet rice wine. The second sentence, "There is a red commotion in a quiet stove", is a simple and warm stove, and the fire is burning red. The poet sat around the fire, and the blazing fire lit up the house at dusk and the home brew with green foam. "A quiet stove stirs red" plays a role in rendering colors and setting off the atmosphere for the drinking environment. The wine is already very attractive, and the fire adds a warm atmosphere. The first sentence and the second sentence of the poem use two images of "home wine" and "small stove", which are very germinal and suggestive, and are easy to arouse readers' association with simple and authentic rural life. The last two sentences: "It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside?"? ? "In such a cold and snowy winter, in such a twilight leisure time, inviting old friends to drink and catch up with the past shows the poet's deep friendship. The arrangement of the image of "snow" outlines the broad background of friends gathering and drinking. The cold wind is rustling and the snowflakes are fluttering, which makes people feel cold and cold. The more so, the more it can reflect the fiery stove and the preciousness of friendship. The three images of "home wine", "small stove" and "falling clouds and snow" are separated and isolated, which seems bland and has no lasting appeal. However, when these three images are integrated into the overall organizational structure full of poetic situations, readers will feel a charm, realm and sentiment that is not a single image but depends on the overall organization. Winter, dusk, snowstorm, new wine, fire has been lit. Only when friends arrive early can the three images become a colorful, tangible and affectionate picture, which is filled with the warmth of friendship and the fragrance of human nature.
Four. Brief introduction of the author
Bai Juyi (772-846) was born in Letian and Xia Luan (now Weinan, Shaanxi). In 800 years (the 16th year of Zhenyuan), he was a scholar, and successively served as Zuo Shiyi, Doctor Zanshan in the East Palace, Sima in Jiangzhou, Secretariat of History in Hangzhou and Suzhou, and Taifu. Bai Juyi is a great realistic poet. His poems have a wide range of themes, diverse forms and simple and popular language. His "Qin Zhongyin and New Yuefu" dares to face the abuses of those in power, reflects people's sufferings and profoundly exposes social contradictions. He was also the main advocate of the new Yuefu movement in the middle Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi's narrative poems such as Song of Eternal Sorrow and Pipa Journey are exquisite, vivid and touching, with unique artistic style and extremely wide influence. In the theory of poetry creation, he put forward the idea that "articles should be written in time and poems should be written in substance". There are more than 3,000 existing poems, including Bai Changqing Collection.
5. What are the poems praising hot pot?
1, where the stoves gather and cheer, the subway melts in a small kettle;
2. Friends and friends held a banquet in Qingyun Tower, with twelve dishes of delicious food and Langjiu. Staggered cups are exhausted, and the stone lions in front of the door drool.
Some people say that life is like a hot pot.
Eating a hot pot may be able to experience the ups and downs of life.
Hot pot is calm, small fire, big fire and boiling. When the pot boils, people will know that they should put the dishes in it.
Life is full of ups and downs, and you may encounter exciting luck.
The difference is that hot pot can see the future. You know the bottom of the pot is always boiling. You know which dishes you ordered and the general taste of which dishes.
But life, many are unknown. You don't know when life will be frustrated, when you will be happy, and how long you will be frustrated.
There are all kinds of dishes in the hot pot. Some people like them, others don't.
You will meet all kinds of people in your life, including people you like and people you hate.
When eating hot pot, someone will eat it together to avoid being cold and cheerless.
On the road of life, there will always be people moving forward together so as not to be lonely.
When eating hot pot, the longer it takes, the more fragrant and delicious some dishes are cooked.
On the road of life, the longer time passes, the deeper the relationship with some people will become.
When eating hot pot, you can't pinch boiled potato chips.
On the road of life, lost memories can never be found again.
When eating hot pot, you dare to eat it when it is cooked; Eating unfamiliar food will make you uncomfortable.
On the road of life, friends should be familiar with it before they dare to talk; Having a heart-to-heart relationship with an unfamiliar friend may be betrayed.
When eating hot pot, you should not eat hot tofu in a hurry, but let it dry for a while.
On the road of life, if you are eager to find a true friend, you must pass the test of time.
When eating hot pot, no one eats the same hot pot, and the environment, atmosphere, dishes and people are different.
On the road of life, no one's life is the same, and the people they meet and the things they see are different.
6. Poem about hot pot 1, two poems about cold food and rain.
Two cold food and rain songs
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
I have had three cold meals since I came to Huangzhou.
Cherish spring, want to keep spring, and manage spring from self-management to no one regrets.
This year also suffered from continuous rain, for two months, the climate was bleak as autumn.
Sniff begonia flowers and swallow branches of snow.
The creator secretly brought back the beautiful begonia, and the rain at night is really magical.
Begonia flower is like a sick teenager. When it is cured, its hair will grow old.
The riverside is surging, as if to rush into the portal, and the fierce attack of heavy rain seems not bad.
My cabin is like a fishing boat, shrouded in a water cloud.
The empty kitchen is cooking some cold dishes, and damp reeds are burning at the bottom of the stove.
I didn't know it was a cold food, but I saw crows burning the remaining paper money.
The emperor's palace gate has nine floors, which is far-reaching and difficult to return. The tombs of ancestors in the distance cannot be mourned.
I just want to imitate Ruan Ji and cry out in despair, but I am disheartened and unwilling to rekindle.
Translation:
Since I came to Huangzhou, I have gone through three cold food periods.
Cherish the spring every year and want to keep it. It is not a pity that spring is in charge of itself.
This year, it suffered from repeated rainy weather, and the climate was bleak for two months.
Lying in bed alone, I heard the rain beating begonia, and the petals like rouge fell like snowflakes.
The creator secretly took away the gorgeous begonia, and the rain in the middle of the night was really magical.
Haitang in the rain is like a sick teenager. When he recovered, his temples were gray and he was old.
The riverside is surging, as if to rush into the portal, and the rain seems fierce.
My cabin is like a fishing boat, shrouded in a water cloud.
The empty kitchen is cooking some cold dishes, and wet reeds are burning at the bottom of the broken stove.
I didn't know that this day turned out to be a cold food, but I saw a crow holding leftover paper money.
The palace gate of the son of heaven is so heavy that it is far-reaching and difficult to return. The ancestral graves are separated from Wan Li, so you can't mourn.
I just want to learn from Ruan Ji and cry bitterly, but my heart seems to be dying and I don't want to rekindle it.
2. "Chant of Mountain Residence"
Shan ju za Yong
Qing Dynasty: Huang Zongxi
Feng Yong sticks to his word and still doesn't waste my string songs.
I don't want to lose my heart until I die, so how can I be poor?
Twenty-two pieces of cotton were wrapped in rags and three pieces of pine were boiled in an empty pot.
A winter is also an open place, do you believe that the world is more than many?
Translation:
Guns, knives, swords, halberds, imprisoned in cages, all of which I have experienced calmly, but still can't stop me from playing the piano and singing.
Even if I am threatened with death, I will not bend my knees to perfection. What can poverty do to me?
Twenty-two pieces of cotton cloth were covered on the body, and three pine trees were cooked in an empty iron pot.
Even in the severe winter, I live honestly. How can I believe that there are many chances to win in the world?
3. "Two Songs of Xincheng Road"
Two songs on Xincheng Road
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Dongfeng knew that I was going hiking and blew away the rain accumulated between the eaves.
Clouds on the ridge are covered with floc hats, and bronze finches are hung on the trees on the first day.
Wild peaches and bamboo hedges are short, and streams and willows shake sand and clear water.
Xiqiao people should be the happiest, cooking celery and burning bamboo shoots in spring ploughing.
I have been here for a long time. I am listening to the sound of the stream by the stream.
Bulk materials are afraid of seeing forest axes and tired of listening to the wind.
When it is raining, tea merchants are happy and the mountains are clear.
How much do you know about the roads in the world? Try to ask Morita about coupled farming.
Translation:
The east wind seemed to know that I was going into the mountains, and it blew off the continuous rain accumulation between the eaves.
The clear cloud floating on the ridge seems to be wearing a silk hat. On the first day when the tree head rises, it looks like a bronze pheasant.
The wild peach blossoms beside the short bamboo fence nodded and smiled, and the wicker beside the Qingshaxi danced lightly and passionately.
People living in Xishan area should be the happiest, and cooking sunflower and burning bamboo shoots during spring ploughing is troublesome.
The long journey of life is like the long road under my feet, riding by the stream, putting down the reins and walking slowly, listening to the gurgling stream.
The party struggle in the imperial court, even the materials that are difficult to use are afraid of searching for the axe of the forest, and the tired war horse hopes to hear the call of retreat.
Enough drizzle brings joy to tea farmers. In the depths of this chaotic mountain, there are my honest friends.
How much can you know about the wrong way in the world? Ask the farmers who work in the fields.
4. A suggestion for my friend Liu
A suggestion for my friend Liu.
Bai Juyi
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.
With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?
Translation:
The newly brewed rice wine is green and fragrant; A small red mud stove is burning crimson.
It's getting dark, and the snow is coming. Can I have a drink? Friend!
5. "Mid-Autumn Festival passes by Lushan Mountain, and Yu Zi tastes new chefs."
In the Mid-Autumn Festival, I tasted the new works of Yu Zi in Beishan.
Author Chen Zao, Song Dynasty
White glutinous rice is freshly brewed red, and the pot is washed and the fire is blown to cook the scallions.
Don't be too clear and muddy, but it's spicy and powerful.
Translation:
The newly harvested white glutinous rice is brewed into red wine, and the pot is washed, the fire is blown, and the onion is boiled.
Don't dislike that the poured things look dirty. In fact, what you eat in your mouth will be particularly spicy and strong.