A poem about eating in an inn

1. What poems describe "inn"? 1, "To the hotel Cui Shi"

Year: Tang author:

The Cuijia wine in Wuling City should be that there is no paradise on earth.

The southern Taoist priest drank a bucket and lay in the deep hole of Baiyun.

2. "Five Poems Passing by a Restaurant (One of which is the Hotel Wall)"

Year: Tang Author: Wang Ji

Luoyang has no government, and Chang 'an lacks a master. Gold is not sold out, only for poor restaurants.

Drinking for a long time is not a matter of saving your energy. Why not wake up alone when you see someone drunk?

Bamboo leaves are even green, and Pu Tao is red. If we meet endlessly, who will we be empty for?

Know how to drink, but Mo Qiang leads everyone. Sleep on the stove, and the horizontal urn is enough to sleep.

If you have a guest, you must teach him to drink. If you have no money, don't sell it. I'm ashamed of the restaurant because I've been talking for a long time.

3, "Spring Book"

Year: Song Author: Wu

Leng Yun bleak dusk low, club drum west look.

On both sides of the hotel, weeping willows are shaded, and the wind curtain is moving to reflect the cold current.

4 "Twelve Poems on Bamboo Branches"

Year: Ming Author:

At the entrance of Yangliuqing Hotel, A Lang blew the fire and opened the bottle.

One thousand dollars can sell articles, but I don't remember the calf nose at that time.

5. "Give up the Hotel Hu Ji"

Year: Tang Author: He Chao

Hu stayed in a hotel and played stringed instruments at night. Red feather spreads crescent moon, mink sits on thin frost.

Pan Yuchu raised silver carp, while Jinding cooked sheep. The guests didn't rest. They listened to music and enjoyed the world.

2. What are the poems about the inn? 1. Some people are always passers-by.

You are like an inn, you can only provide accommodation, but you can't ask people to stay long.

Because, you are not a home.

And we all feel that the future is so long and the road is so far. Who knows what will happen in the end?

2. Tsing Yi drinkers celebrate the Spring Festival, the rain pulls the curtain, and the long street draws sleep. I never tire of writing poems and calligraphy, and when I mention pen and ink, I meet you at the Red Dust Inn by chance, and my heart is connected, and my love is deep, and my lover is long gone. In the old days, children appeared several times, Taoyuan was in chaos, and the spring breeze was just around the corner. Where do you see ordinary alleys? Willow leaves curl up and go deep into the courtyard. -Childe Xiao "Childe Xiao Yuan Antique Sentence"

Between the two big rivers, in the country inn where you used to rest, I finally heard a voice: majestic, strong and steady, like a dying peony in Chang 'an. In a gloomy era, you are the only soul-Du Fu of Xichuan.

1In the early spring of 997, Jane passed away. 1at the end of 998, Zhong Shu passed away. The three of us were separated. I lost it so easily. Good things in the world are not firm, colorful clouds are easy to disperse, and glass is fragile. Now, I am the only one left. I clearly see that the apartment that used to be "our home" is just an inn on the trip. Where is home? I don't know. I'm still looking for my way home. -Jiang Yang's "We Three"

The prodigal son wandered in the desert, and the lonely old lady built a steel fortress in the forest. After the accountant retired, she opened an inn. A free life usually has no other half. Zhang Jiajia

6. The wind in the Red Dust Inn is like a knife, and the shower falls on fate. No one in Wulin leads the coquettish, and I only bend my back for you. -Fang Gang's "The World of mortals Inn"

7. People who live between heaven and earth, people who go against everything, people who kill time, and people who have passed by for hundreds of generations. Since you and I both live in this big inn, we will naturally want to see what is in every room in the inn. -Greasy pleasures of life

8. You spilled tears on the paper. Love and hate are like freehand brushwork landscape paintings. -Fang Gang's "The World of mortals Inn"

9. Something like this. Live in an inn without a castle. No inn; If you can't find an inn, just wander around.

10. In this life, passers-by come and go, just like a bunch of inns. The inn is neither their hometown nor their own.

1 1.Mercy Inn Mercy Drink three cups of green tea, and the flowers are overflowing. -"Crossing the Ocean to See You"

12. Life is painful. Being able to love and love is the greatest mercy given by God. A compassionate person can see an inn called Compassion Inn at the saddest time-even Compassion Inn in March.

13. I just want to have a cup of tea with you in front of the inn. I'm on my way again. I'm on my way again. There is no inn within my distance.

14. Welcome to the inn to reward guests: beautiful women come out of the bath and watch for free! ""Please invite talented literati and poets to write poems on the screen, and excellent works will be hung and posted in our shop window for Dongchang people to see-overnight fame is no longer your dream! -Return to Heaven, "The Wind Clears Lantian"

15. When I say fate, it's like meditation without talking. -Fang Gang's "The World of mortals Inn"

3. The poem about eating is 1, "Go Again" Han Dynasty: anonymous.

Original text:

Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end.

There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold.

A wanderer from a foreign country doesn't want to return it. Just because I miss you, I am old, and another year is coming to an end. There are many things I won't say. I only wish you take care and don't be hungry and cold.

2, "Tour Shanxi Village" Song Dynasty: Lu You

Original text:

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.

Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. The reception dishes in the harvest year are very rich. The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns, worrying that there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared between willows and flowers.

3. "The drizzle in Huanxisha is Han Xiao" Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Original text:

Drizzle and oblique wind created Han Xiao, while light smoke created sunny beaches in Liu Mei. The time to enter Huaihai and Luo Qing is getting longer and longer.

Snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon, and Artemisia annua shoots try spring vegetables. Human taste is pure happiness.

In the winter morning, it was drizzling, the wind was cold and the weather was slightly cold. Light smoke and sparse willows make the beach behind Chuqing more charming. After Luo Jian entered the Huai River, the water potential was boundless. Excellent milky white tea with fresh emerald-like spring vegetables, this picnic tastes really good. What really tastes in the world is a touch of happiness.

4. "beginning of spring heard about the pre-production of the invitation drama for the Spring Festival Evening seven days ago" Song: Lu You.

Original text:

The buds and vegetables of Polygonum hydropiper are green and red, and the vegetables are smiling.

A cake is empty and hateful. How many spring breezes do you know in your later years?

The shoots of Polygonum hydropiper are green, and there is laughter at the dinner table. Looking at this man who didn't share the cake, I don't know how many years he will be old.

5, "Cooking Porridge" Qing Dynasty: You Dong

Original text:

Thousands of people broke up last year, and only a few hundred people cooked porridge this year.

I finished my clothes last year, but this year I am sipping porridge and looking at nothing but skin and bones.

There were thousands of people when rice was delivered last year, and only a few hundred people cooked porridge this year. Last year, rice collectors were fully clothed. This year, I saw that porridge collectors were all skinny.

4. Famous sentences or ancient poems about quiet dining. Birds fly high and walk alone. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.

A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang. -Chang Jian "Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple".

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. -Wang Ji's "If you are in Xi"

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. -Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"

Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Dwelling House"

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting

5. Eat pork, Su Shi's ancient poem about eating.

Huangzhou good pork, the price is as cheap as dirt.

The rich refuse to eat, and the poor don't know how to cook.

Slow fire, less water and beautiful temperature.

Get up and play a bowl every day, it's full, it's really your call.

On February 19th, he took white wine perch to eat Sophora japonica leaves and cold washed 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.

Huanxisha sushi

Drizzle, oblique wind, slightly chilly.

Light smoke scattered willows, beautiful beaches.

The time to enter Huaihai and Luo Qing is getting longer and longer.

Snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon light.

Try Artemisia annua bud spring vegetables,

Tasting the world is happiness.

Seven days before the spring, I heard that there was a pre-made spring banquet, inviting guests to travel on land.

The buds and vegetables of Polygonum hydropiper are green and red, and the vegetables are smiling.

A cake is empty and hateful. How many spring breezes do you know in your later years?

Chi Ming Zhou Zuo Chu Guang Xi

When a day is full of heat, birds are still.

Think of the shadows in the mountains, and solve the clothes in the mountains.

A few clouds are far away, and they are not covered with brightness.

Stay for a long time to eat tea porridge, * * * I eat bracken.

Our house is not far away, and we will come back at dusk.

Zhu Zhou Hang You Dong

Thousands of people broke up last year, and only a few hundred people cooked porridge this year.

I finished my clothes last year, but this year I am sipping porridge and looking at nothing but skin and bones.

Bai Juyi eats bamboo shoots.

This state is a hometown of bamboo, and bamboo shoots are all over the valley.

Fu Shan crossed his arms and took them to the morning market.

Many things are cheap, and double money is easy to bind.

Put it in the kitchen and cook it with rice.

The purple basket is old, but the plain muscle breaks the new jade.

Add meals every day, and don't think about meat after that.

I have been a guest in Luo Jing for a long time, and this smell is often not enough.

Don't hesitate to eat, the south wind blows bamboo.

Gu Wu Sun Shi

This state is a hometown of bamboo, and bamboo shoots are all over the valley.

Fu Shan crossed his arms and took them to the morning market.

Many things are cheap, and double money is easy to bind.

Put it in the kitchen and cook it with rice.

The purple basket is old, but the plain muscle breaks the new jade.

Add meals every day, and don't think about meat after that.

I have been a guest in Luo Jing for a long time, and this smell is often not enough.

Don't hesitate to eat, the south wind blows bamboo.

6. What are the poems about eating in this poem that leave your life?

Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven. It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and it will be safe.

North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become.

Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries. Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end.

There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold. Su Shi's Eat Pork Huangzhou good pork, the price is as cheap as dirt.

The rich refuse to eat, and the poor don't know how to cook. Slow fire, less water and beautiful temperature.

Get up and play a bowl every day, it's full, it's really your call. On February 19th, I took white wine perch across Zhan to eat Sophora japonica 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.

Sushi's drizzle in Huanxi sand gave off a slight chill, and light smoke dispersed willow trees and beautiful beaches. The time to enter Huaiqing is getting longer and longer, and the snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon. Spicy bamboo shoots taste spring vegetables, and the world tastes happy. Seven days ago in beginning of spring, I heard that the inviters of pre-made spring dishes played a land tour. The buds and vegetables were all green and red, and the dishes were full of laughter. A cake is empty and hateful. How many spring breezes do you know in your later years? Eating tea porridge stored in Guangxi is hot during the day and summer, and birds don't fly.

Think of the shadows in the mountains, and solve the clothes in the mountains. A few clouds are far away, and they are not covered with brightness.

Stay for a long time to eat tea porridge, * * * I eat bracken. Our house is not far away, and we will come back at dusk.

Thousands of people broke up last year, and only a few hundred people cooked porridge this year. I finished my clothes last year, but this year I am sipping porridge and looking at nothing but skin and bones.

Eating bamboo shoots is easy. This state is a hometown of bamboo, and bamboo shoots are all over the valley. Fu Shan crossed his arms and took them to the morning market.

Many things are cheap, and double money is easy to bind. Put it in the kitchen and cook it with rice.

The purple basket is old, but the plain muscle breaks the new jade. Add meals every day, and don't think about meat after that.

I have been a guest in Luo Jing for a long time, and this smell is often not enough. Don't hesitate to eat, the south wind blows bamboo.

Eating bamboo shoots in the Five Dynasties This state is a bamboo township, and bamboo shoots are all over the valley. Fu Shan crossed his arms and took them to the morning market.

Many things are cheap, and double money is easy to bind. Put it in the kitchen and cook it with rice.

The purple basket is old, but the plain muscle breaks the new jade. Add meals every day, and don't think about meat after that.

I have been a guest in Luo Jing for a long time, and this smell is often not enough. Don't hesitate to eat, the south wind blows bamboo.

Modern poetry: sweet potato, green vine, green leaves crawling around, fat body and red face stringing melons. The appearance is not amazing, the heart is beautiful, and the whole body is farmers.

The hillside of peanut field is full of homes, and the green leaves are lined with yellow flowers. Buried deep in the roots, the fruit grows and the character is good.

The snacks in Jiang Yan Food Garden remain fragrant for several times, and the famous food garden is even more delicious. There are many kinds and flavors, and folk snacks have a long charm.

Jing' an orange sings the delicious taste of fresh fruit, strengthening the spleen and moistening the lungs. Production and sales have been booming for over 100 million years, and the green "fragrant field" has gone abroad.

The endangered species of giant salamander Jing 'an is very rare, and its reproduction and release are amazing all over the world. Fish will be on the market next year, and all the delicious food is mouth watering with wine.

Green food, natural god of food, return to nature. Green and pollution-free, mellow and healthy.

Tian Chou is thousands of miles away, and the shed is at four o'clock in spring. A light meal, with fragrant tea and precious vegetables.

Green water teahouse is enjoying warm and elegant tea, making you feel at home and laughing again and again. Cold air can relax the body and relieve the heat, while hot tea can moisten the mouth and produce saliva.

Orchid bud and sparrow tongue are now expensive, and the phoenix cake dragon group is ancient and precious. The green rhyme is longer than ancient times, and the fragrant tea is like a drunken tour.

Xiangzi's clear water bamboo shoots are bathed in the spring sunshine, showing their sharpness. Overnight, line up.

Go down into the factory and clean up. Look at the selection of materials, fine workmanship and hardcover products.

Natural food, green and homely. Crystal clear, jade fragrance overflowing.

Swim in the business sea and cross the East China Sea. A hundred flowers blossom, thousands of families, and thousands of people are empty.

7. What poems describe the "inn"? 1. "Gift Hotel Cui Shi" Time: Tang Author: Cuijia Liquor is in Wuling Town, and there should be nothing in the sky and on the ground.

The southern Taoist priest drank a bucket and lay in the deep hole of Baiyun. 2, "Five restaurants (a hotel wall)" Time: Tang Author: Wang Ji Luoyang no luxury, Chang 'an lack of owners.

Gold is not sold out, only for poor restaurants. Drinking for a long time is not a matter of saving your energy.

Why not wake up alone when you see someone drunk? Bamboo leaves are even green, and Pu Tao is red.

If we meet endlessly, who will we be empty for? Know how to drink, but Mo Qiang leads everyone.

Sleep on the stove, and the horizontal urn is enough to sleep. If you have a guest, you must teach him to drink. If you have no money, don't sell it.

I'm ashamed of the restaurant because I've been talking for a long time. 3, "Spring Book See" Year: Song Author: Wu Yunhan, the desert dusk is low, and the drums of society are increasingly eager to go west.

On both sides of the hotel, weeping willows are shaded, and the wind curtain is moving to reflect the cold current. 4 "Twelve Poems on Bamboo Branches" Year: Ming Author: In front of Yangliuqing Hotel, the fire blowing concubine opened the bottle.

One thousand dollars can sell articles, but I don't remember the calf nose at that time. 5, "Give Hotel Hu Ji" Year: Tang Author: Hotel Hu He Chao, string tube at night.

Red feather spreads crescent moon, mink sits on thin frost. Pan Yuchu raised silver carp, while Jinding cooked sheep.

The guests didn't rest. They listened to music and enjoyed the world.