Poetry about Tao Tao
1. Poems about Tao Tao
Poems about Tao Tao 1. Poems about flower books
Qincha
Tang Bai Juyi
The Wuwuji form group moves within, and Tao Tao is willful throughout his life.
Since I resigned from office, I have been drunk in spring and have more leisure time without studying.
The only source of knowledge and knowledge in Qinli is Lushui, but the only source of tea is Mengshan.
I have been with you for a long time, but who knows that I will never go back?
An old friend sent tea
Cao Ye of Tang Dynasty
There are nine Chinese yings on the outside of the sword, and the title is in Yujing in silence.
When it opens, there is a slight moonlight, and there is the sound of springs everywhere.
The monk arrived in the middle of the night, singing alone and cooking to the moon.
Bi Chenxia's feet are broken, and the fragrance is light and milky.
The six organs have gone to sleep and the mind has gone away, and I can think clearly after several poems.
I don’t dare to spend more than a month, so I will stay with me for writing.
Sencha
Tang Chengyanxiong
When I woke up from a deep sleep in the spring of Yue Temple, I was thinking late about the tiger running by the spring.
A cloud monk crushed the Sichuan tea tree and picked up three or four dead pine branches.
Hojicha Pier
Tang Gu Kuang
New tea has been roasted, but the old tea is brewing.
The whirling smoke continues, and the voice splits the cold wood.
2. Which poem "Taotao Youxixi" comes from
"A Hundred Rhymes for Rewarding the Sovereign and Conquering the King"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Yucheng
Tai Sui is in Xin Mao, and all the trees fall in September.
At this time, Taiyin is in loss, which means that the ministers of the zodiac are peeled off.
The king gave birth to Ziwei and banished Shangluo.
Supporting relatives and holding children, meandering across Jingsuo.
A bad car contains written history, and a sick horse hangs its bag on its back.
I don’t dare to live in Xidu, it’s a waste of my promise to Xiangshan.
On Zhengnan Road in Neng Township, the Qinling Mountains are as steep as a chip.
His shoulders are blocked by huge rocks, and he has to step back three or four times in ten steps.
The wife and children also walked, and the gravel was not big enough for their feet.
The mountain store is covered with wood and smoked by fireworks.
The whole family was frightened many times when they heard about the tiger being killed late at night.
How can the mountain spring linger? It is so cold that there is no bridge.
Removing the saddle will lead to weak hooves, and removing the socks will cause awning.
The waves in the morning can be monitored, and the shin in the morning is like a trough.
Shangshan is six hundred miles away, and everything in the sky is rocky.
Shangluo is among them, and the prison has never been like this.
If you chase your ministers and you can die, why bother to do evil far away.
The governor ignores me, and the ancient temple is flooded with water.
The people who live there are miscellaneous and hooligan, which leads to lack of energy and energy.
Know that you can forgive yourself and be happy with your relatives.
I heard that Mr. Zhong was lying in a cloud ravine in the south.
Although Changju was busy farming, Yuanli still started school.
Wang Ji's wife is unmarried, and she is a lonely crane.
Zitui stayed in hiding with his mother to teach Xiu Tianjue.
Poetry is also addicted to alcohol, and Tao Qi does not take medicine.
Cut lotus seeds from field clothes and cook tadpoles for picnic meals.
The mist leopard Zewencai, Minghong avoids the trap.
I am willing to hire from Lamb Goose, but I am afraid that I will be tied up by the hairpin and train.
How can the right history of the Song Dynasty criticize the eagle and talk about the eagle owl.
Xuan Qi and Dan Zhao were extremely kind and sincere.
He still issued orders to Jingzhao Mansion, and his edicts were respectful and respectful.
Mr. is obsessed with traditional parents and has a pure and filial heart.
Send the smoke away, and thank you for your kindness.
The great talent is still in the stream, but the great jade has not been revealed.
The messenger returned empty-handed, how lonely is the soft wheel.
The wise mother summons the king, and the court blames the words.
Hu Weishi’s chapters and sentences leaked into the streets.
The prefectures and counties pollute our mountains, and their disciples make noises in our houses.
With this close reputation, you can achieve success.
I vowed to move to the poor valley, so that the common people could escape the turmoil.
Sir, I paid my respects and opened a bottle for my birthday.
Tao Tao is bustling and bustling, so why should he hear the 罽龠.
When people arrive, their faces are dull and gloomy.
Qi Xiaozhi is not far away, and he was in the spotlight back then.
How can an official be so dirty if he gets the first place in his career?
Chasing the mutton is worse than the earthworm, fighting for glory and shining together.
There are no string songs in the city, and there is no admonishment in the wall.
Then they wear red and purple ribbons and arrogate the silk silk pavilion.
The square name is 騤騤龙, which has trapped the left foot and the right foot.
It is only when you wait for the crime that you realize it is wrong.
As soon as you listen to Gao Shixing, you can be punished if you are guilty.
There are three chapters of "Enduring Shame", and the dust is far away.
I will be kind to you next year, and I will make leaps and bounds.
In my free time, I visited Nanshan Mountain and looked at Huashan Mountain on the way.
The Yellow River is turbulent and the white moss is mottled.
Zhongtiao surrounded the county, and Wulaoyan was dirty.
This Yan is the deputy of the county, and Wu Ganshi was killed.
Fortunately, the caged birds are not dead, and they are still trying to drink and peck them.
The maids in Mihu village pounded the wood, and the woodcutter hired mountain boys to chop it.
Feeding the horses and picking up the cold grass, reading books and burning autumn bamboo baskets.
Just keep saying it, don’t worry.
Jun En is desperate, and everything is difficult.
A piece of paper in the Prime Minister's Mansion evokes the long-curved grasshopper.
I sincerely know that there are beams and pillars, but I can’t bear to abandon the wooden beams.
The five cities are open in the sky, and the three palaces are outstanding among the clouds.
Retrieve the old clothes and wrap the mountain scorpion in a cage.
A sick wing will win the wind and clouds, and a broken wall will lead to trouble.
The admonishment officer and the Shi family had a good relationship in their old positions.
He raised his sleeves to flick the rocks and gazed at the golden sparrow.
If you think about the past, why should you dream about it?
If Mr. Chang is afraid of hearing it, leaning on the pine will become a big gimmick.
Friends from Guanzhong come and leave me my fairy work.
Travelers ride in the prosperous distance, and the beauty is the wrong one.
The ancient Dan sips the soup, the elegant Cengmu Dou.
A thousand words and a hundred rhymes are enough to express a profound meaning.
The thought of Qi is like a rainbow, suddenly it is as light as a magpie.
3. Poems about raking
Spring Plowing in Qinyuan King Yuan*
A family of eight, a house of five acres, with mulberry trees. Buy Wu cattle with ten horns, drag plows and harrows, plow the earth, and spread grass to clear up wasteland. When sowing, seedlings should be transplanted and water slurry should be poured into the middle field. The spiritual seedlings are growing, and you can see the scenery everywhere. Autumn comes and the rain comes, the weather is healthy. There are millet beads and dew drops. Pay close attention to the six o'clock hours, stay awake at three o'clock, call men and women, and return to the warehouse. Beat up the song of praise, cook the chicken and drink wine, and drink a cup of Fu Lefu. There is nothing else to do, but to be honest and simple, to have a drink of justice. There is nothing else to do, but to be honest and simple, and to be the leader of Emperor Xi.
1. The pen is like a plow to cultivate the sea of rhyme, and the paper is like a field to plant a garden of poetry.
.2 The world of mortals is tired of the vulgar customs, and wants to use the green mountains to imitate the mausoleum.
Chatting with the wild flowers of the four seasons, and expressing your emotions temporarily with a glass of turbid wine.
Tao Xianzhi raised livestock, chickens, and dogs, planted grass, harrowed fields, and inspected grazing and farming.
The flowers in the water moon mirror become a dream, and it is difficult to calm down when the road to Taoyuan is broken.
4. Poems about Zen Tea
"Qin Tea" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Tao Tao is willful all his life.
Since I resigned from office, I have been drunk in spring and have more leisure time without studying.
The only source of knowledge and knowledge in Qinli is Lushui, but the only source of tea is Mengshan.
I will always be with you when I am poor, who knows that I will never go back?
"An Old Friend Sends Tea" by Cao Ye of the Tang Dynasty
There are nine Chinese yings on the outside of the sword, and the title is Jade Capital.
When it opens, there is a slight moonlight, and there is the sound of springs everywhere.
The monk arrived in the middle of the night, singing alone and cooking to the moon.
Bi Chenxia's feet are broken, and the fragrance is light and milky.
The six organs have gone to sleep, and the poems have clear thoughts.
I don’t dare to spend more than a month, so I will stay with me for writing.
"Sencha" by Tang Chengyanxiong
When I woke up from a deep sleep in the spring of Yuexi Temple, I was thinking about the tiger running by the spring.
A cloud monk crushed the Sichuan tea tree and picked up three or four dead pine branches.
"Hojicha Wu" by Tang Gu Kuang
The new tea has been roasted, and the old tea is brewing.
The whirling smoke continues, and the sound splits the cold wood.
5. What are the poems about ceramics?
The poems about porcelain are:
1. "Title and Ceramics Museum" by Guo Moruo
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The patterns and forms should be novel, and supply and demand should be based on quantity;
The international level should be surpassed and the glory should be carried forward.
2. "Title and Art Porcelain Factory" Guo Moruo
China is known as the country of porcelain, and the peak of the porcelain industry is here;
Since the Song Dynasty, reputation has been passed down. Everyone outside China loses.
The treasures are more valuable than the mirror, and the paintings are better than Jingguan and the words are better than Su.
Technological innovation is lean and progressive, and pioneers continue to pioneer.
3. "First Arrival in Jingdezhen" by Dong Biwu
Changnan has been known as the porcelain capital in the past and has enjoyed a good reputation both at home and abroad.
The green and white glaze conveys beautiful color and luster, and the square and round shapes resemble beads;
The exquisite sculptures are as vivid as life, and the paintings are exquisite and vivid;
Technological innovation demands Practical and forward-looking is the future.
4. "Visiting Jingdezhen" by Xie Juezai
The ingredients are carefully mixed and the colors are exquisite, and the shaping and painting skills are outstanding;
Only ordinary daily necessities can be found. The waste of labor is infinite.
The style of "Siru" was passed down from ancient times, and the reputation of the wheel became more and more important;
As the porcelain capital leaps into the present, the quantity and quality must be doubled.
5. "Ode to the Wuran Pavilion in Jingdezhen" by Miao Zongzhou of the Ming Dynasty
The pottery houses are heavily leaning against the bank, and the sails of the boats are covering the river every day;
Workers are not allowed to Showing the ingenuity of heaven, this weapon can defeat the county and national materials.
1. Guo Moruo (1892-1978), male, formerly known as Guo Kaizhen, with the courtesy name Dingtang, nickname Shangwu, nickname Wenbao, pen names Moruo, Mike Aung, Guo Dingtang, Shi Tuo, Gao Ruhong, Yang Yizhi, etc. . Born on November 16, 1892 in Shawan, Leshan, Sichuan. He graduated from Kyushu Imperial University in Japan. He is a modern writer, historian, one of the founders of new poetry, the first president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the first president of the University of Science and Technology of China, and the Soviet Academy of Sciences. Foreign academician.
2. Xie Juezai (1884-1971), formerly known as Xie Weiyun, also named Huannan and nicknamed Juezai, was a native of Ningxiang, Hunan, an outstanding member of the Communist Party of China and one of the "Five Elders of Yan'an" , proletarian revolutionist, politician, outstanding social activist, and leader in legal circles.
6. Verses related to rakes
Silkworm Woman" I entered the city yesterday and came back full of tears.
Those who are covered with silkworms are not sericulture people. "Potter" - Mei Yaochen (Poetry of the Song Dynasty) The earth in front of the pottery door is all gone, and there is no tile on the house.
The ten fingers are not stained with mud, and the scales live in the building. "Compassion for the Farmers" - Li Shen was hoeing the crops at noon, and sweat was dripping from the soil as he hoeed the crops.
Who knows that putting every meal on the plate is hard work. "Compassion for Farmers" - Li Shen. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand millet grains in autumn.
There are no free fields all over the world, and farmers are still starving to death. Bai Juyi's "Guan Mowing Wheat" The Tian family has few idle months, but in May people are twice as busy. At night, the south wind blows, and the wheat is covered with yellow.
The women carry baskets for food, and the children carry pots and oars. When I went to the salary field, Ding Zhuang was in Nangang.
The feet are full of rustic heat, and the back is scorching with the scorching sky. I’m exhausted and don’t know how hot it is, but I’m glad the summer is long.
There is a poor woman with her baby next to her. The right hand holds the earrings, and the left arm hangs a basket.
Hearing his words of care makes those who hear them feel sad. When all the taxes on the family fields are exhausted, this is left to satisfy the hunger.
What merit do I have now? I never did farming or mulberry farming. The official salary is three hundred stones, and Yan has more than enough food every year.
I feel ashamed when I think of this, and I will never forget it.
7. What are the poems about a cup of tea in summer?
The poems about a cup of tea in summer are:
1. Qinli knows only Lushui , the old story in tea is Mengshan.
2. Sichuan tea is like a cloud monk crushing it and picking up three or four dead pine branches.
3. The new smoke is swirling, and the cold wood is split by the voice.
4. Yesterday, the east wind blew the orange blossoms, and I woke up with a cup of tea in the Spring Festival Gala.
5. Amidst wild spring fireworks and white clouds, I love this mountain while sitting and drinking fragrant tea.
1. "Qin Cha" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The Wu Wu is in the group of movements, and Tao Tao is willful all his life.
Since I resigned from office, I have been drunk in spring and have more leisure time without studying.
The only source of knowledge and knowledge in Qinli is Lushui, but the only source of tea is Mengshan.
I have been with you for a long time, but who knows that I will never go back?
2. "Sencha" by Tang Chengyanxiong
When I woke up from a deep sleep in the spring of Yuesi Temple, I was thinking about the tiger running by the spring.
A cloud monk crushed the Sichuan tea tree and picked up three or four dead pine branches.
3. "Hojichawu" by Tang Gukuang
The new tea has been roasted, and the old tea is brewing.
The whirling smoke continues, and the voice splits the cold wood.
4. "Rewarding Friends with Sending Orange-Flowered Tea at the Late Spring Festival" by Li Ying of the Tang Dynasty
Yesterday, the east wind blew the orange blossoms, and I woke up with a cup of tea during the Spring Festival Gala.
Like clouds protecting the secluded chasm, like snow that separates the home.
The golden cakes are patted into the rain and dew, and the jade dust is fried into the haze.
Xiangru is sick and thirsty, and the whole school is not envious of the white-necked crow.
5. "Drinking Tea at Qingshan Pond with the Yuan Jushi" Tang Lingyi
Sitting and drinking fragrant tea among the wild springs and white clouds, I fell in love with this mountain.
The boat can't bear to go under the rock, and the green stream gurgls at dusk.