Poetry of knowing taste

1. Poems about taste 1. Especially the general taste is in my heart. Don

Meet, go to the west wing alone, nothing to say.

2. Enjoy a lonely sleep. Song Fan Zhongyan

"Yujiexing, falling leaves and fragrant masonry"

3. Especially Song Qingzhao's leisure.

Nian nu jiao wa yuan

4, taste the official tour Song Liu Yong

Ding Fengbo stood on the long embankment.

5. Teenagers don't know the taste of Song Xin Qi Ji.

Ugly slave's book, the middle wall of Boshan Road

6. Now I know the sad taste of Song Xin Qiqi.

Ugly slave's book, the middle wall of Boshan Road

7, the taste of loneliness Song Fan Zhongyan

Yu Jiexing, the leaves are fragrant and have been laid.

8. Bring this song sushi as you like.

Get drunk/help each other.

9. The wine cellar tastes like a lingering spring. Song Sushi's "Huanxisha"

10, laughing is tasteless. Song Chao is frustrated.

Red lips, tan mouth, star eyes

1 1, wine tastes bad when you wake up. Song Xieyi's Qing Ping Le Xiao Feng Canjiao

12, you should taste life. Song Maokun's Qing Ping Le Yingzhou Spring Wine

13, know the taste of leisure. Song Maokun's "Red Lips, Spiritual Cultivation and Cold Youth"

14, every smell in sleep. Song Zhu Dunru's Dream, Mr. Trick Loves Sleeping.

15, don't be human. Song Zhou Zizhi's Iron Flute of Litchi Head in Lian Yue, Xijiang River

16, a person wakes up afraid of new coolness. Song Li Mi Fei's "Linjiang Xian, farsightedness, just give up drinking"

17, the eyebrows have long known the taste of sorrow. Huang Songhong's "Bodhisattva-hearted man, Mei Jian knew the taste of sorrow"

18, ask the bitterness. Song Hou Ji "Qingping Music Cut the Ribbon"

19, swimming tired. Man Ting Fang Yun Warping Instrument at Song Zhao's Smoke End

20. Meditation gradually knows the taste. Song Shen Ying's Drunken Down/Ahuzhu

2 1, Xiao Lai has no taste alone. Song Chenliang's Little Red Lip Misty Tower

22, the tip of the tongue aftertaste. Song Ge Chang Geng's "A Rain in February".

23. General taste. Song anonymous "Xi Qian Yingyi Chu Yang Qi"

24. Be sure to bring a parting taste. Song Dynasty's Anonymous Xijiang Moon Tower

25, the taste of parting. Song Dynasty's Anonymous "Man Jiang Zhang Gao Shui"

26, the taste is difficult to ban the price. Song Anonymous "Unjustified Names"

27, especially the general taste. Tang's "Meet Me Late", there is nothing to say when you go to the West Building.

28. Spring tastes like autumn. Yuan Yuan asked "Huanxisha"

29. This smell. Wu Songming's "blushing lips are comparable to everyone"

30. Wandering dust has no taste. Plum Blossom by Huang Songting's Sword

3 1, Canmian has no more flavor. Yin Mingtang's Untitled

32, Wu Mo is not too thin. Song Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Interest

33. Although sugarcane didn't have a big taste in the end. Mu Pi San Gu Ren Ci by Jia Fu Xi in Qing Dynasty

34. Eating is tasteless. Song Shi Shao Tan's One Hundred and Two Poems of Song Fu

35. The donkey's fetus and horse's belly are delicious. Su's ode to proverbs and proverbs

36, the taste of the first month. Song Shi Zheng Jue's 205 Odes

37. The taste seems too weak. Song Shi Zuqin's "123 Fu"

38. Most tastes don't follow. Song Song Taizong's "Happy Travel"

39. Mouth tastes better than taste. The "Fate Knowledge" of Taizong in Song, Song and Tang Dynasties

40. Mixed in a tasteless world. The "Fate Knowledge" of Taizong in Song, Song and Tang Dynasties

2. Poems describing interest (Fan Zhongyan)

The leaves are fragrant, and the night is silent and cold. Every night, we can see the tulle moon, but the one we love is thousands of miles away. Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine.

Wine has no entrance, but it turns into bitter tears. I know what it's like to sleep alone. This bitter waiting is still far away, although it is a long time, there is no way to escape.

Nian Nujiao (Li Qingzhao)

Depressed courtyard, oblique wind and drizzle, heavy doors must be closed. Fondling willow flowers to eat cold food, all kinds of nasty weather. Poetry with dangerous rhymes is not the first taste. When you spend too much money, it's hard to get rid of a thousand worries.

It was chilly in the spring for a few days upstairs, and curtains were hung on all sides, so the jade work was unintentional. Dream Leng Xiang's new dream. Go to sleep and don't be sad. Clear dew and morning flow, new tung is introduced at the beginning, and how much spring comes. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the smoke is filled, but look at the sunny ending today?

Anding Tower (Li Shangyin)

There are tall buildings on the high wall, which are shoals in the water outside the children.

Jia Sheng cried when he was young, but RoyceWong went further for a spring outing.

I often yearn for the freedom of the old people in the rivers and lakes after retirement, and I want to travel to a different world.

I don't know what a rotten mouse tastes like, and I don't know if the bird has stopped.

Meet Huan (Li Yu)

Go to the west wing without saying a word,

The moon is like a hook,

Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. [ 1]

Keep cutting,

The reason is still confusing,

Is sad, [2]

Don't have a taste in my heart. [3]

Xie Chichun (Li Chi Ngai)

The residual cold disappeared, the rain passed, and Tomb-Sweeping Day passed. The flower diameter is red and the wind and marsh are wrinkled. Ru Yan wears a house, flying catkins touch the sleeves. The perfect time is still late at night, and it smells like wine.

Frequency moves with the eyes, and emptiness depends only on boredom and thinness. If you don't see it, you will think about it. I saw it, and I will still see it. Why don't we meet often? The sky is not old, people are not even, and they hate it and hand it over to the court.

Li Shanren on board visited the hotel (Bai Juyi)

At dusk, the ship was quiet and the smoke was heavy.

Why spend the night? Night wine and autumn piano.

Visitor Daomenzi, from Gao Songcen.

Xuanxuan looks like a cloud, it is clear and definite.

Proud words, deep taste into the Xuan.

Take care of each other silently, and forget your heart when you are comfortable.

Blush lips (towards Bu Zhi)

Tankou stars are as gorgeous as peaches and plums. According to my heart. Refuse to abandon each other. I cried for fear that people would never know, but I laughed tasteless. A heavy heart. It is in people's hearts. A parting oath.

Hundred-word ballads/chanting Nu Wa (Chen)

Cherish flowers, people and butterflies can't help dreaming. Just now, embroidered shoes swept the sideburns, and I saw the cross forest. Yesterday was dark red, today is light white, and the color is extremely weak. It is expected that he knows little about the taste. Ask the twenty-four winds, it is always good to have cold plum and strong neem. It depends on whether to open the thank you or how much it is upside down. Colorful decoration of Sui Garden, deer swimming in Tang Garden, sadness and joy without prayer. Who is this sound? I still hold the diaphragm of the piano.

Mo Shan (Cai Songnian)

Absolutely. I can't sleep when I'm pregnant, because I use Haoran charm to make this frost forest full of autumn. The guest is in the heart of the old mountain, and the west wind is sad. It's a long night on the roof, and it's still raining. It's so leisurely to sit and sleep in bed while burning incense. Grab the bottom of the awning and kill the smoker leisurely. Old eyes are tired of China, and officials and Qiu Guang are like paper. Going home in seclusion, the studio is cold. Look at the mountain eyes and beat the window. Don't get drunk.

Drunk Penglai (towards Li Duan)

At first glance, the wine wakes up the lonely pavilion, and the dream breaks the secluded window. The weather is gentle and cool. Natural and unrestrained feelings, want to cross the country. A pillow of breeze, half a curtain, is boring. Nanpu is far away, Dongyang is slow, and the newcomers are haggard. Because I miss that time, I spent a lot of time in flowers and drew a stream around me. I was intoxicated with joy. The traces of wandering are thousands of miles apart from each other. The water is far away and the mountains are high, and the geese are heavy and the fish are blocked, so it is difficult to send a letter. The concert has declined, and the drinkers have dispersed, so there is no way to find it.

3. Poetry about taste words meets happiness. Author: Li Yu dynasty: Tang genre: words go to the west wing without words, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely Wutong courtyard locks the clear autumn.

Cut constantly, the reason is still chaotic, it is sadness, don't have a taste in your heart. "Nanxiangzi" Author: Huang Tingjian Dynasty: Song Dynasty generals said Feng Hou, Long song, piccolo, solitary building.

Everything goes with the wind, take a break and go to the south of the circus to play. Don't stay up late to urge the wine, the smell of wine seems to be drifting away this autumn.

The flowers smiled at the old man's head, ashamed, and the white-haired flowers were puzzled Swiss partridge author: Li Qingzhao Dynasty: Song genre: the charm of words is not very good, the former sweet orange can be slave.

Who pities the Jianghu? Jade bone's ice muscles don't want to wither. Who taught you to pick a branch? It's too real to be drunk in Ming Di.

The layman is really interested in breaking up and wants to sing two new flavors. Flower Offender Author: Zhou Bangyan Dynasty: Song Style: Lyrics: powder wall shines low, plum blossoms shine on the eyes, still old flavor.

Exposed and lightly decorated. Doubt washing lead is infinitely beautiful.

Last year, I won the lottery, and I was lonely. The ice rink was Yan Xi. What's more, the snow is high and the soil is high, and the incense is fragrant.

This year, I am in a hurry to spend. It seemed annoying, sad and tired when we met. After watching for a long time, the moss is open and spinning to see the flying water drops.

Meet, crisp recommendation, people in mid-air. But dream, a unique, dusk oblique water.

Ugly slave book Boshan Road in the middle wall Author: Xin Qiji Dynasty: Song genre: Ci teenagers do not know the taste of sorrow, love the building, love the building, in order to give new words, they say sorrow. Now I know the taste of sadness, and I want to talk about it, but I want to talk about it, but it is a cool autumn.

"Bodhisattva Man" Author: Zhu Dynasty: Song Style: There is no new word style, and there is no enchanting peach and plum color. It's annoying and fragrant, and the flowers are fighting for it.

Know what is planted in the sky and fall into the deep hole. No matter how cold the moon is, it is better than branches. Look.

Yangliuqing Author: Wu Cheng'en Dynasty: Mingcun Banner boasted the lotus white wine, and the sails were full of willow blue. When I was young, I caught a glimpse, and my hometown looked back at several pavilions.

In the deep water of spring, the taste of Jiayu rises, and the wind by the sea is strong and healthy. Whoever leads the Jade Emperor to a tall building is drunk.

Fujian Huangfu Author: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang School: Five Ancient Classics: Daijian forgot fame and fortune, and was proud of himself. Lying in front of the sparrow, no one surprised me to sleep.

Get enough sleep and walk in the atrium. There is nothing wrong with eating and rubbing your stomach.

No one knows the taste except Xuan Yan Weng.

4. There are many poems about taste that describe delicious food, such as:

1, shangyuan Zhi Zhu word.

(Qing) Fu Zeng

Sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing is wrapped in walnuts, and rice is like a pearl well.

I can see that Ma Jia is good at dropping powder and trying to sell Yuanxiao in the wind.

Send Hu Bing and Yang Wanzhou.

Bai Juyi

Sesame cakes are like Kyoto, and crispy noodles are freshly baked.

I gave it to the Hungry Ambassador and Hungry Yang, but it seems to be a blessing.

Lu You's Book of Eating Vegetables in the Southern Song Dynasty

There are no leeks in Xinjin, and the color is as yellow as goose.

The meat in the east gate is unique, and the fat is not reduced.

Eating noodles is delicious when you are hungry.

Have a glass of oyster sauce and grease the onion in your hand. Su Tuo's confession in heaven is not easy to know.

He stated Su Shi, the brother of ancient Zhang Zi.

All night long, I just watched the second chick in Summer Xu. I really want to be a soup cookie, but I am worried about writing the wrong book. The bride who joined the army is an enemy, and a big man is happy. I never know English, so I'll try to teach you how to call it.

Cake donation bundle

It's freezing in the dead of winter, with runny nose and frozen tears in the morning and frosty corners of the mouth. Fill the gap and solve the war, soup and cake are the most. Weak as spring cotton, strong as autumn training, fragrant and far away. Pedestrians are dripping with the wind, and children are watching and expecting. The man with the utensils licked his lips and let the waiter dry his throat.

Guotushan Huang Zhai Tingjian

The south wind lifts up day by day, and sometimes I like the north wind to carry me. A cup of soup cake is messy with silver thread, and Artemisia is like a hairpin.

2. Like some things, many people have praised them.

Eat bamboo shoots

Bamboo shoots are regarded as "treasures in vegetables" because of their white color, tender quality and fresh taste. When they first entered the market, they were scarce and expensive. Li Shangyin praised: "The tender and fragrant buds just came out of the forest, and the price of the five tombs is as heavy as gold." Bai Juyi's "Eating Bamboo Shoots" also said: "... the purple basket depreciates the brocade, and the vegetarian muscle breaks the new jade. Add a meal every day, and if you want to eat meat, you can enjoy it. I have been a guest in Luo Jing for a long time, and this smell is often not enough. And don't eat, the south wind blows bamboo. " Su Dongpo, who served as a local official in Hangzhou twice, "would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo" and praised bamboo shoots in the poem "Arriving in Huangzhou for the first time". "It's okay to throw away chrysanthemums for a long time, but why can the bitter bamboo shoot finless porpoise endure it?" Lu You praised the "cat-headed bamboo shoots" in Jiangxi as "the color of the jade version of the cat's head bamboo shoots, and the taste is like the scarlet of the hump oxtail". Zheng Banqiao's poem "Fresh bamboo shoots in the south of the Yangtze River are cheaper than shad, and the spring breeze is rotten in early March", and the praise for burning shad with fresh bamboo shoots is even more vivid on the paper.

Eating pine flowers

Pine flower has the function of health care and beauty, and was listed as a tribute in ancient times. Empress Wu Zetian of the Tang Dynasty liked Songhua very much. She often likes to eat a kind of "small refined cake" made of pine flowers. Su Dongpo also likes to eat food made from pine flowers. He steamed pine flowers, Sophora japonica flowers and apricot flowers in rice, sealed them for a few days and got wine. He sang, "A catty of pine flowers is indispensable. Don't fry eight or two catties of pollen, five dollars each for Sophora japonica and apricot flowers, and two catties of white honey are mashed together. After eating or taking a bath, the red and white faces will never change. "

Eat cabbage

Chinese cabbage is also called "fermented grains" because it is "elegant, green and white, does not fade in winter, and has loose exercises every four hours." There is a poem in Fan Chengda that says, "It tastes like honey lotus root. Zhumen meat has no taste and is only an ordinary dish. " Su Dongpo, who likes to eat Dongpo meat, also praised it with "boiled mutton and dolphins" and "cabbage is better than cake sausage" He often uses shepherd's purse, radish, shepherd's purse and so on. Dongpo soup was made with rice flour and a small amount of ginger, and a poem was written: "I like to warm my stomach and drink in winter, but I know Dongpo cooks by hand."

5. Landscape poetry meets joy. Author: Li Yu dynasty: Tang genre: wordless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, lonely sycamore deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Constant cutting and confusion are sadness, and there is no general taste in my heart. "Nanxiangzi" Author: Huang Tingjian Dynasty: The general of the Song Dynasty said that the marquis was sealed, and Long song, the piccolo, was alone on the balcony. Everything goes with the wind, rest, the circus is in the south. The smell of wine seems to have disappeared this autumn. The flowers smiled at the old man's head. They were ashamed, but the white-haired flowers were puzzled. Partridge author: Li Qingzhao Dynasty: Song genre: the charm of words is not very good, the former sweet orange can be slave. Who pities wandering rivers and lakes? jade bone's ice muscles are unwilling to dry up. Who taught me to pick branches side by side? After being drunk, Ming Di was too hard ... It still smelled like that. Dewdrops are slightly decorated. I doubt it will wash lead, and it is infinitely beautiful. I won the lottery last year, I was lonely, and I was happy on the ice. What's more, it's snowy and fragrant. I am in a hurry to spend money this year, and I seem to hate each other when I meet you. I am sad and tired. I sang for a long time, and the moss danced and watched. I will meet each other and recommend wine crisply. People are slanting on the water in the twilight. Ugly slave writes about the middle wall of Boshan Road. Author: Xin Qiji Dynasty: Song genre: Ci teenagers do not know the taste of sorrow, fall in love with the building, and are forced to worry about new words. Now they know the taste of sadness and want to say it, but they want to say it is a good autumn. "Bodhisattva Man" Author: Zhu Dynasty: Song genre: no new words, no peaches and plums. Fell into a deep cave. No matter how cold the moonlight is, the branches will look better. Yangliuqing Author: Wu Cheng'en Dynasty: Mingcun Banner boasted white wine and white drum, Yangliuqing set sail. When I was a child, I was surprised to see several pavilions in my hometown. In spring, the deep water is full of fish, and the wind is strong near the sea. Who crossed the high-rise jade dike and landed on the plum blossom, listened in absolute drunkenness. Send guests to Huangfu Author: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang School: Five

6. The poem describing taste is 1. Su Dongpo is both a famous scholar and a famous gourmet. Therefore, according to legend, there are many famous dishes directly related to him, and more dishes named after him, such as Dongpo elbow, Dongpo tofu, Dongpo jade warm, Dongpo leg, Dongpo bud warm, Dongpo mo carp, Dongpo cake, Dongpo crisp, Dongpo tofu and so on. "Dongpo Collection" contains: "Shu people cherish the buds of Qin, and mix them with dove meat." Spring pigeon, that is, celery fried turtle breast silk. Later it was called Dongpo Spring Pigeon.

Su Shi likes mutton soup, so he wrote: "Qin only cooks mutton soup, and there is bear wax in the dragon."

He also wrote "Ode to Pork": "Without water, firewood can't smoke. Don't rush him when he is ripe, he will be beautiful when the heat is enough. Huangzhou good pork, the price is as cheap as dirt. The rich refuse to eat, and the poor don't know how to cook. I got up in the morning and played two bowls, so I was too full to care. "

Su Dongpo cooks pork with his favorite bamboo shoots. At a gourmet party, Su Dongpo personally wrote a jingle: "No bamboo makes people vulgar, no meat makes people thin, good but not thin, bamboo shoots stew meat".

Delicious but poisonous puffer fish has also become a new delicacy he often eats. "Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river warms the duck prophet. Artemisia sphaerocephala has short reed buds all over the ground, which is the time for puffer fish to go up. " This carefree seven-character quatrain is about bamboo shoots, fat ducks, wild vegetables and puffer fish in spring. It's really delicious.

"Qiu Lai frost dew garden east, reed mustard gave birth to children and grandchildren. I am as full as he hates, and I don't know why I want to eat chicken and dolphins. " In his opinion, these vegetables are more delicious than chicken, duck and fish. Hufeng Lake is Su Dongpo's favorite place for picnicking. He compared the rattan vegetables grown by the lake here to the water shield of the West Lake in Hangzhou: "There are rattan vegetables in Hufeng Lake, which seems to be comparable to soup."

Su Dongpo ate the rice cake made by an old woman and couldn't help but write a poem: "Jade hands are rubbed evenly, blue oil is light yellow." Sleeping at night knows the weight in spring, and the beauty is wrapped in arms. "In just 28 words, it outlines the characteristics of uniform, bright and crisp rice cakes and the image that looks like a beautiful year circle.

7. Poems describing rural flavor The poem describing "rural flavor" is

1. Lie down and listen to the drums to sleep peacefully, and walk into Liuhuai Township to taste delicious food. "Send Wu Hou System to Recover Tanzhou" Year: Song Author: Su Xun

2. The flavor of Peng Yue is precious, and the fresh partridges are precious. Fifty rhymes of spring in Jianyang Mingdong: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

There is nothing wrong with the soil hair, but there is something wrong with the local flavor. Send Wang Changling to Lingnan: Tang Author: Meng Haoran

There is nothing wrong with the soil hair, and the local flavor is awkward. I have been suffering from a chronic disease, which is even more fascinating. Send Wang Changling to Lingnan: Tang Author: Meng Haoran

Don't laugh at the smell of the seaside, there will be a bosom friend before respect. Chao Zhongcuo warm wind curtain rolls spring sound time: Song Author: Guan Jian

6. Although there are few carvings, there are many wizards in the chicken. The local flavor is particularly rare, and the family god loves things. Spring equinox for Yangming Zuo

7. Age: Tang Author: Yuan Zhen Who said that in the sandstorm, the local flavor became a supply. Xie Zhang Taibo Que Fu Time: Song Author: Huang Tingjian