Romantic poetry about taste

1. A poem describing taste 1, Su Dongpo is not only a famous scholar, but also 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.

2. Taste poetry and meet happiness

Author: Li Yu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty genre: Ci

If you have nothing to say, go to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks the clear autumn.

Nanxiangzi

Author: Huang Tingjian Dynasty: Song Dynasty

The generals said that the Marquis was blocked and Long song Piccolo lived alone in the building. Everything has gone with the wind, so we should have a rest. Don't stay late to urge the wine, it smells good in autumn. The flowers smiled at the old man's head, which made him feel ashamed and confused.

Swiss partridge

Author: Li Qingzhao Dynasty: Song genre: Ci

Charm is not very graceful, you can be a slave to sweet oranges first, and then respect them. Where people are in the Jianghu, jade bone's ice muscles are unwilling to wither. Who taught me to pick branches side by side? When I was drunk, Ming Di was so real. Amateurs are really interested in breaking up and want to sing two new flavors.

3. The poem about taste "Lingyin Temple"

Tangsong wenzhi

The vulture ridge is gloomy, and the Dragon Palace is lonely.

Look at the sea, the door is facing the tide in Zhejiang.

In the middle of the month, laurel trees fall and fragrant clouds float outside.

If you climb the tower, you will find that spring is far away.

Frost is thin, flowers are hairy, and ice leaves are not withered.

The age of rewelding is still different, and the search is right.

Stay on Tiantai Road and look at the extra stone bridge.

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Du fu in Tang dynasty

Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.

Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.

Drinking tea with Yuan Jushi in Qingshan Lake.

Tang lingyi

Between the fireworks in the spring and the white clouds, I sit and drink fragrant tea and love this mountain.

The boat under the rock can't bear to go, and the clear stream is flowing at dusk.

Xue Mei

Song Lu meipo

For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter.

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

Chinese plum

Wang Song Anshi

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

Xiao mei is in the middle of the mountain garden

Songlinbu

Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful.

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.

Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden jars.

Xue Mei

Song Lu meipo

For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter.

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

4. Some romantic sentences, or very tasty sentences. Every girl was an angel without tears. She shed tears when she met the boy she loved. The angel shed tears and fell into the world. Therefore, every boy can't fail his girl, because she gave up the whole heaven for you!

We are all angels with only one wing. We can only fly if we hug each other.

In the world of love, no one is sorry for anyone, only those who don't know who to cherish.

An angel will break his wings for the one he loves,

There is a kind of love called letting go,

What will happen to trees without autumn? How can trees get a chance to recuperate without the pain of falling leaves?

In fact, tell your wife what you want to say, and she will keep everything you say in mind. This is called romance, which is both practical and illusory. Only when you pay attention can you really understand what romance is.

5. A poem describing fragrance is so red that it is heartbreaking.

The setting sun, the spring breeze and the fragrance of flowers and plants-Du Fu's quatrains

It is better to blow incense into flowers than to hold it in the branches and wait for death. (Cold chrysanthemum in Zheng Sixiao)

A flower mutates first, and then a hundred flowers blossom (plum blossom of Chen Liang)

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but there is a piece of Mei Xiang missing from the snow (Lu Meipo "Notice")

Isn't it freezing, so plum blossoms smell good? (Pei Xiu's "Wan Ling Record Begins")

The stream turns cold and straight, and the mountains and chrysanthemums are fragrant in autumn. Wang Tangji celebrated his birthday.

Fold the sleeves and bring the plum fragrance, and spring is still happy. Song Yan Dao Ji's "Qing Ping Le"

I know far away that it is not snow, because Dimfragrance has come to Mei in Wang Anshi's works.

Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense? Li Bai is in Sauvignon Blanc

You should put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and the lotus flowers are still fragrant. Wen de he Hua

6. Sentences about taste include sentences about taste and words about taste.

Parents' home is home. This is my personal feeling. There is no doubt that attaching importance to family is a tradition in China and an instinct in China. Humanistic instinct in ethics and ideas. Time flies, how many years fly; For me, home has different meanings at different ages. ..

Time flies at your fingertips, staying in the misty rain in March, witnessing the prosperity of this fate. You're in there, and I'm on my way. The memory runs over you and me. Who evokes the story and opens it in the hands of years? I looked into the distance with tears in my eyes, and there was your obscurity in the distance.

It's been so long, but it's so new Fashion has never left, but she is still as green as mulberry leaves. A floating dream, staring at the sky of my soul. Her green color has infused China's tradition of advocating nature and modern dyeing art. The fashion designer searched for it on a mulberry leaf. ..

Spring in this city always comes in unexpected ways. Overnight, the streets were full of soft and gorgeous spring clothes, and the rising breath smelled of grass, Toona sinensis and radish, as if a bottle of old wine had been opened with a bang. ..

Speaking of the Year of the Sheep, at this moment, I think of the children again. In recent years, I don't know why the Chinese New Year holiday is particularly late, and some units require to work until the New Year's Eve. Children work so far away from home, thousands of miles away, and this Spring Festival can't come back.

7. What are the poems describing fragrance? 1. A red dew is fragrant, and the clouds are broken. -Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao Hong Lou Xiang"

2. Landscape is the best in the world, flowers and plants are fragrant and spring breeze-Du Fu's quatrains

3. It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it off in the flowers. -Zheng Sixiao's Han 7A686964616FE78988E69D833133336396338 Chrysanthemum.

4. One flower mutates first, and ten thousand flowers are fragrant. -Cat "Plum Blossom"

5. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. -Lu Meipo's Notice

6. It's not freezing in the cold, but the fragrance of plum blossoms. —— Pei Xiu's "Wan Ling Lu Kai Ban Ji"

7. It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it off in the flowers. -Zheng Sixiao's Cold Chrysanthemum

8. The cold stream turns straight, and the mountain chrysanthemum is fragrant in autumn. Wang Tangji gave a birthday.

9. Fold the vegetables and plums full of sleeves, and the spring is still unfinished. Song Yan Dao Ji's "Qing Ping Le"

10. Knowing from afar is not snow, so I came to Wang Anshi to write plum blossoms because of Dimfragrance.

Original text:

1. "Qingpingdiao, a red dew and condensed fragrance" by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken.

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics.

2. "Two quatrains" Author: Appreciation of Du Fu in Tang Dynasty

Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.

The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn. This spring is coming to an end. When will I go home?

3. Plum Blossom by Chen Liang (Song Dynasty)

The branches are thin and the calyx is pearl-shaped.

A flower suddenly changes, and a hundred flowers blossom.

If you want to spread the message of spring, you are not afraid of snow burial.

The Jade Emperor took three workshops, which Dong Jun advocated.

4. Xue Mei Lu Meipo (Song Dynasty)

For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter.

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

5. Cold Chrysanthemum Zheng Sixiao (Song Dynasty)

Flowers can't bloom, and independent fences are not poor.

It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it into the north wind.

6.plum blossom

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

7.qingping music

Smoke is light and rain is light. There is less fragrance and less dust in purple. Green grass grows in Xiekechitang. Hongmei grows old overnight.

A new poem with a rotating title and ribbon. The ritual of rediscovering the willow tree. After the intense spring cold, several flowers came.

8. "Li Zhengjun's birthday"

Lan Ying is still full of wine and bamboo has no food.

The stream turns cold and straight, and the mountains and chrysanthemums are fragrant in autumn.

9. cold chrysanthemum

Flowers can't bloom, and independent fences are not poor.

It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it into the north wind.

10. "Wan Ling recorded the opening ceremony in class"

Peach blossoms are three feet high,

The boat won't return until it's drunk.

8. Poems describing fun (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. I stayed up all night on the roof, and it was raining. I sat burning incense and slept in the bed. How carefree it was. 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.