Zheng tinggui
The grasshopper honeycomb lane is crooked, and blank workers draw blue and white day and night;
Now they are all from other provinces, and there are several local kiln gangs.
White glaze is removed from the blank house, and loess is packed in the box factory;
In the dispute of getting on and off the ferry, the firewood boat closed and the boat sailed.
The firewood on the dock is piled separately, and the man collects and counts it;
Visitors to the kiln site are in a hurry, once every three days.
The name of Qiao porcelain is still alive, and the dark furnace in Phnom Penh is open;
It was not sold by Nong's family. Yesterday, the new kiln was tested.
The green kiln burns the dragon jar and praises the old and new gangs in the same trade;
Tao Qing Tao Chengqi will attend the meeting and reward God for singing solo every day.
Nine domain porcelain merchants enter the city, and their teeth are opened as designed;
You know, the treasure has traveled across the ocean, and Ambassador Annan of China paid tribute.
Fill the putty lightly and skillfully, and it is estimated that the pile is bright and dark;
I made an appointment with my basket-carrying partner, and Huang Jiazhou came to the mainland.
Goose neck beach is full of water, barges and straw piled up like mountains;
Porcelain will be shipped soon. I hope Lang will return it later.
Welcome the teachers' meeting in May Festival and worship the wind and fire immortals in June;
Kong Lung once read Don Gong Ji. Adults always depend on heaven.
Mourn for Hao Shijiu
face
The Danquan brothers have a long-standing reputation, and Zhentu's new administration has been doing the same thing;
The lantern is alone on the river, and the poet is hidden in the pot. Miscellaneous surges in the Yangtze River (choose two songs)
Qingling is like gold.
Heavy water pheasants catch rivers, and thunder travels for miles without rain;
The mud is thicker and the rice is chiseled. Pray that the ship will not return to town.
A hundred kinds of fine porcelain are hard to choose, and Ji Hong and Ji Cui are better than Qiong Yao;
Therefore, there are no foreign products in the basin at home, and I don't envy Ge Kiln and Ding Kiln.
Fu Zhuliang's Ci (select one)
Zheng Qing fengyi
Facing the field and the green fields in the clouds, Jia and Yu Zhou moored;
In the dead of night, the dream of returning home was awakened, and the kiln fire was bright red on both sides. Yao minhang
Shenqing jiaba
Jingdezhen produces fine porcelain, but porcelain does not sell;
Artisans came from all directions, and artifacts became the world.
There are many people living in Ye Tao, and his career has not even kept pace with the times;
The rich make money and the poor work hard.
The index finger is a million cigarettes, and Chinese and foreign Jia Kezhen;
There are many ants and leeches in the rough house, and pottery candles and cows fight.
Metropolis is more difficult than men, and floating color is the thumb. Feelings and ambitions of re-entering towns and factories
Qing Tang Ying
It's incredible to return to the ancient town. Guangdong is like a dream.
The heart of the mountain remains unchanged, and the state of human feelings is life and death.
There are still thousands of merchants, and pottery smoke is still five colors long.
There is a struggle for identity on the roadside of the elderly. Although people are old, they are not decadent.
Ding Mao returned to Yunyang in the middle of winter and stayed in Zhushan Ordovician.
Qing Tang Ying
For 20 years, there has always been a man on the river, and Yu 'an has always lived in the same hometown.
It's raining in Bili Village, Ma 'anshan, and the wind of the duck tail boat is light.
The uncanny workmanship is outside the flute and drum, and it is appreciated in the Tao.
The frost remover said to Yunyang Road, and maple trees are like spring trees. Jingdezhen fugue
Merangferro
Occasionally, birds come, and there is nothing to see in Jingdezhen.
Looking down, the whole place is like a burning fire, and three thousand stoves smoke together.
The sky is full of fog, and the smoke keeps turning like a wheel.
The yellow luster condenses the brush and the flowers turn into red clouds. Play purple games, be honest.
Qing Xu Jinzhai
Xuancheng pottery praised the past dynasties, and the collection price was higher than Yulin.
Jing yuan has been casting for 300 years, and recently pushed Langyao.
Lang Yao, formerly known as Zhongcheng, is fond of ancient balance essence.
Fishing for legal algae has been raging for three thousand years.
Fan Jinhe's earthenware is the oldest.
Some officials decided to look for your firewood, which was searched on the ground and unearthed.
Zhong Cheng is fond of the past and has a legacy, and his politics is idle and artistic.
After the rain, the sky is blue and jade red, and the palaces and temples are bright and resplendent. Yong Xuan Yao Ji Hongping
Qing Li Hong (Emperor Qianlong)
Dizziness is like red after rain, and it is slightly baked to add fire;
The cinnabar in the world is not what it should be, and it is difficult for western gems to be the same.
Flower arrangement should make flowers blush, which is more hollow than painting.
Ink injection song in Nian kiln
Qing Tea Tang Ji 'an
The incomparable beauty of China ceramics will make it the first kiln in the coming year.
Don't let you decide the official songs, let alone the quality of Yongle blank? White jade and Phnom Penh plain porcelain tire
Qing Li Hong (Emperor Qianlong)
White jade and Phnom Penh plain porcelain tires, carved dragons and painted phoenixes are cleverly arranged;
Exquisite and exquisite, you can see the green hills in silence.
Xuande Gem Red Glazed Bowl
Qing Li Hong (Emperor Qianlong)
When the rain passes over the feet and the clouds hang down, when the sunset shines alone;
The mud is clear and the iron is stained with cinnabar. This bowl of pottery is fine in color. Give it to Hao shijiu
Liming household necessities
In order to find cinnabar to come to the city, Yun Qi pot is empty;
You point out the summer battle of Ryukyu and go to the Pan-Blue Court Jiuqu Spring.
Give it to Hao shijiu
Fan Ming yuheng
Xuanyao's books are very thick, as well as the world-famous Hao 19;
There are even more beautiful poems. I look back at Lushan Mountain. Poems to send Xu to wasteland
Song Peng Li Ru
The floating beam skillfully burns porcelain, and the color is better than Qiong Jiu.
I never like you alone because of the official illness.
Older people sigh and engage in ancient times.
Yong Jingdezhen Wu Ran Pavilion
Mingmiao Zhou Zong
The pottery shed leans heavily against the shore, and the sails cover Jiang Lai every day;
Workers don't have to be smart, this device can throw away the materials in the county.