1. Poems about food and drink
Friends held a banquet at Qingyun Tower,
Twelve delicacies were paired with wine.
The goblets were mixed and the cups were all gone.
The stone lions in front of the door were drooling.
Su Dongpo was demoted to Zhan County, Hainan Island. There is an old woman who sells ring cakes locally. Her craftsmanship is good and the ring cakes are of high quality. However, because the shop is remote and unknown, business has not been good. When the old woman learned that Su Dongpo was a famous writer, she asked him to write poems for the shop. Su Dongpo sympathized with her poor life and was really good at making pancakes, so he wrote down a poem called "Qi Jue":
Rubbing with delicate hands, the jade color will be uniform,
Jade oil will be fried to a tender yellow color.
When spring comes at night, you know the importance of sleeping,
The gold wrapped around the arms of a beautiful woman is flattened.
About "fish"
Fish
Fish is delicious and nutritious, and has been loved by people since ancient times.
Fan Raozhou sat in the middle of the country and talked to the guests about eating puffer fish
Song Dynasty Mei Yaochen
There are buds growing on the spring island, and flowers are flying on the spring bank.
At that time, puffer fish was more expensive than fish and shrimp.
Its appearance is already strange, and its poison cannot be added.
His angry belly is like a pig, and his angry eyes are like a frog.
If the blister is decocted and lost, it will become poisonous if it enters the throat.
If you lose your body, why do you need your teeth?
Asking questions about southerners, the party protects and boasts.
They all say that beauty is immeasurable, but who says death is like hemp!
I cannot bend my words, and my thoughts are empty.
When Chaoyang retreats, we are afraid of the snake in the cage.
Zi Hou lived in Liuzhou, but he was willing to eat shrimps and toads.
Although the two objects are abominable, their lives are not bad.
The taste of Sri Lanka has never been better, and the misfortunes hidden in it are boundless.
It is also called "very beautiful" and "evil". This is a commendable statement.
Fishermen on the River
Fan Zhongyan, Song Dynasty
People come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of sea bass.
You see a boat floating in and out of the storm.
People were coming and going on the riverbank, it was bustling and very lively. What are they doing? Bass has a flat and narrow body, a large head and thin scales, and is delicious. People flock to the river to get a quick taste of the delicious sea bass.
Fishermen on the Huai River
Zheng Gu
Pulsatilla on the waves
The wind moves from boat to boat.
A new one-foot bass was caught,
Children and grandchildren blew fire among the flowers.
Fisherman's Song
Zhang Zhihe
Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain,
Mandarin fish are fattened by peach blossoms and flowing water.
Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats,
There is no need to return to the slanting wind and drizzle.
Su Dongpo: "Yu Qianseng Lujunxuan"
You can eat without meat, but you can't live without bamboo. No meat makes you thin, and no bamboo makes you vulgar. People who are thin can still gain weight, but scholars and common people cannot cure it. Others laughed at this statement, as if they were both high and foolish. If you still chew on this, there will be Yangzhou cranes in the world. 2. Poems about Taiwan
Past events
Qiu Fengjia
What can we say about the past? The shirt has blood and tears stains.
When the dragon returns to the sky, it rains outside, and Ao submerges the mountains in the sea.
After the silver candles and poems are finished, the tooth flag returns to school.
I don’t know it’s a foreign land, and I dream about Taiwan every night.
Tianya
Qiu Fengjia
Tianya Broken Wild Goose returns the book, and dreams into the ethereal world.
The heart will be broken easily during the war, and people will be worried about the spots on their temples before they grow old.
No relatives died in the sea, and they returned to the Han Dynasty and fled to their old mountains.
We have been separated by life and death, and we cannot bear to talk about Taiwan with tears!
"Looking at the Mainland" by Yu Youren
Bury me on a high mountain,
Look at me at the mainland.
The mainland is invisible,
There is only crying!
Bury me on a high mountain,
Look at my hometown. My hometown is invisible and can never be forgotten.
The sky is blue and the fields are vast.
On the mountains, the country is in mourning. 3. What are the poems about "food"
1. Don't be frightened by wine and fall into a heavy sleep in spring. Gambling on books will make you lose the fragrance of tea. At that time, it was just ordinary. ____Nalan Xingde's "Huanxisha·Who cares about the west wind and the cold alone"
2. Songhua wine, spring water and tea. ____Zhang Kejiu's "The Full Moon: Book Stories in the Mountains"
3. On a cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling and the fire is just beginning to turn red. ____Du Lei's "Cold Night"
4. The only thing I know about Qin Li is Lushui, but the only thing I know about tea is Mengshan Mountain. ____Bai Juyi's "Qin Tea"
5. Wuyou holds a bowl and sends it to the tea lover. ____Bai Juyi's "Mountain Spring Sencha with Love"
6. Sighing that old age has come and gone, who will sleep in the afternoon cup of tea.
____Lu You's "Secluded Life in Early Summer"
7. I feel sleepy when I'm tired of wine and have a long road, and when I'm high in the sun, I'm thirsty and think about tea. ____Su Shi's "Huanxi Sha·Jujube Blossoms Falling on Clothes and Scarves"
8. I am making grass leisurely on the short paper, and I am playing tea with thin milk under the clear window. ____Lu You's "The First Spring Rain in Lin'an"
9. It's hard to write a pen and write a post, so I knock on the bed and make tea. ____Da Xu's "Twilight Snow"
10. The tea pot is ripe, the wine is flowing, and the poems are crazy when drunk. ____Zhang Dalie's "Ruan Lang Gui·Li Xia"
11. Fry cardamom evenly into cooked water, do not use it as tea. ____Li Qingzhao's "Breaking through the Huanxi Sands·Illness makes the temples fade"
12. Old age and spring are like illness and wine. ____Xin Qiji's "Ding Feng Bo·Late Spring Blooming"
13. In those days, I won a prize, and I burned my sleeves with incense, and divided the tea with live fire. ____Li Qingzhao's "Changing the Tune in the Garden and the Fragrant Grass Pond"
14. The windlass is placed in the well to soak in wine, and the parrots are caged to serve fried tea. ____Zhang Wei's "Summer Inscription on Veteran Lin Ting"
15. After waiting for the lamb, wine and tea, Yangzhou Crane. ____Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong·He Fan Xian's Snow"
16. The donkey is dancing, the stove is cold, and the door of the wine pavilion is closed. ____Wu Wenying's "No Boredom·Cushioning the Snow" 4. Poems about food
"Sending Tea to Jiang Kui"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Shi
I always follow the fate of everything in my life, and there are no inconveniences in all directions, whether land or water.
I crossed the river in a flat boat to Wuyue, and for three years the food was poor and delicious.
The rice is cooked with gold and jade, and the sea chelicea are just coming out of the spring.
When the wind blows and the food is full, a cup of flower milk floats and is light and round.
After entering Tobu by boat from Xishe, we reached the Sangma River from Fertile Fields.
The shorn sheep are as big as horses, who remembers the feast with fishy antlers.
In the kitchen, steamed millet is buried in a rice vat, and a large ladle is used to pick up sour food and make saliva.
(Shandong people like to eat millet rice and drink sour sauce.)
Zheluo copper should be ground and discarded, and sesame and white soil must be grinded in a pot.
My old friend still sees me with old eyes and says that I am still as good as before.
Shaxi Beiyuan is fiercely separated, and there is a battle for who can come first.
Two poems from the Qing Dynasty are sent thousands of miles away, and a hundred purple and gold cakes cost tens of thousands of dollars.
Yin oh, cook the two wonderful things, but I am afraid that I will be troubled by the seal.
The old wife is childish and doesn’t know how to love, so half of it has been fried with ginger and salt.
Everything in life is impeccable, and people from the north to the south like to know who is good.
There is no choice between life and death, misfortune and fortune, let alone joy and hardship.
Knowing that you are traveling in poverty, you can’t help yourself, so you send poems to express your gratitude and chat with each other. 5. Poems describing food
1. Dongpo Pork: When Su Shi was demoted to Huangzhou, he wrote a poem called "Pork Poetry": Huangzhou has good pork, but the price is as low as dung; the rich refuse to eat it. The poor don't know how to cook; slow the fire and use less water, and when the heat is sufficient, it will be beautiful. Get up and have a bowl every day, and you'll be so full that you don't care.
2. Mutton steamed buns: Su Shi wrote a poem: "Long cuisine has bear wax, while Qin cuisine only has yokan." In ancient times, mutton steamed buns were called yokan.
3. Pickled fresh pork: Jin Nong has a poem: "The first sound of spring thunder at night, the mountain is full of new bamboo shoots and jade edges; I bought it to go with boiled pork belly, don't ask the cook or the old monk." Pickled fresh vegetables are a famous local dish in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
4. Vegetable cooking: There is a saying in the Song Dynasty: "Self-grown cabbage in the border, pickled into urn yellow glutinous rice (pronounced jī pronunciation, refers to sauerkraut) ). Fatty green onions, slowly simmered in sesame oil (stir-fried together), soup cakes are silky. A cup of it in the morning and evening is harmless, and the gods will stop being crazy after nine turns. "This is a picture of enjoying yourself in your own vegetable garden, which is enjoyable and yearning.
5. Sa Zi: Lu You said in "Jiannan Poetry Manuscript": "The swings on the street are noisy and laughing, and the rice on the head is green and red." The pronunciation of "粔籹" is jù nǚ, which is what we say today After the Sazi spread from the Central Plains to Dongguan, it became popular among Dongguan people and became one of Dongguan's traditional New Year foods. Among them, the "clusters of green and red" mentioned by Lu You indicate that people also added flower rice red to some of the sugar rings to dye them a beautiful red to show happiness.
6. Knife-cut noodles: There is a folk jingle describing "one leaf falls into the pot, another leaves floats, one leaf leaves the surface and the knife comes out again, the whitebait falls into the water and turns into white waves, and the willow leaves ride the wind to the treetops."
7. Sour plum soup: Hao Yixing of the Qing Dynasty wrote in "Dumen Bamboo Branch Ci" that "the bottom of the cup must be curved with water to divert the water, and it will naturally cool down when the summer heat reaches Yanshan; the sound of a copper bowl is heard in the street, and a cup of ice water and plum soup." , when old Beijingers were children, they often heard the crisp sound of banging ice cups, "Lingling sound, clear and bright in the distance", it was the ice plum soup sellers walking in the streets. Drinking a bowl of it on a hot summer day will "clear your heart and clear your teeth, like nectar pouring over your heart."
8. Donkey Rolling: A traditional snack in Beijing, made of bean noodles, glutinous rice flour, and brown sugar bean paste filling. "Yandu Snacks Miscellany": "The brown sugar water filling is skillfully arranged, and the yellow dough is formed into a ball. Buried in beans. Why do people call it "Donkey Rolling"? It's almost humorous to call it "" 9. Boiled dried silk and crystal meat: Speaking of Yangzhou, except for the scenery of the legendary Twenty-Four Bridges on a moonlit night. , and the boiled dried shredded beans that Yangzhou chefs are proud of to show off their knife skills. The process of splitting dried tofu into slices and then cutting into shreds tests one's patience and carefulness.
As the saying goes, Yangzhou people drink water in their skins in the morning, which means that Yangzhou people go to a teahouse to drink tea and then eat a bowl of boiled dried silkworms in the morning. The poem "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River" says: "Yangzhou is good, and the guests of the tea house are welcome. Thousands of ingredients are added to the piles of thin strands, cooked copper tobacco pouches lie with seedlings, and wine and crystal delicacies are made." This poem is a portrayal of the daily life of Yangzhou people. . 6. Ancient poems describing food and drink
The seven-step poem boils beans and burns the bean sprouts, and the beans weep in the axe. They are originally from the same root, so there is no rush to fry each other. The goggles have not been polished. Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting in the distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate. The egret flies in front of the Xisai Mountain of Yugezi, and the peach blossoms flow into the water. The mandarin fish is fat. The green bamboo hat and green coir raincoat do not need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. It is a pity day for farmers to hoe the crops. At noon, sweat dripped from the soil. Who only plated the meal, and every grain of it was hard work. The pity farmers planted a grain of millet in the spring, and harvested ten thousand grains in the autumn. There was no idle land in the world, and the farmers still starved to death. Hui worshiped two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo, The spring river is warm and the ducks are prophets. The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds are short, which is the time when puffer fish are about to come. At four o'clock, the fields are busy, the fields are plowed in the day and the hemp is harvested at night. The children in the village are responsible for their own affairs. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also mulberry trees and shades. Learn to grow melons. Bees take up all the infinite scenery regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain. After harvesting the honey from hundreds of flowers, for whom does it work hard and for whom is it sweet? There are fishermen on the river, people come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of sea bass. You see a boat, in and out of the storm.