1, Tang Shangyin's Comment on Weng Gifted Porridge

The porridge is fragrant and white, which saves you a warbler feast. Today, spring is old, and the phoenix building is swinging.

2. Eat porridge in Guangxi in the early Tang Dynasty

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.

3, Tang Bai Juyi "New Bath"

Externally comfortable and internally safe. Taking a new bath at night will make your muscles feel comfortable and soft.

Wide cut, with black hat, thick padding and long white fur. Autumn patterns wrap my feet and my hat warms my head.

A glass of high-quality wine, a cup of porridge at a time. When you are half drunk and half full, it is spring all over your body.

It's twilight, and it's miserable. It's cold and dull, and the Yellow River is frozen and does not flow.

Where the garrison is levied, who travels. The poor have no food, and there are no light prisoners in the cold prison.

If you work hard, why bother? Then I am better. Caress your heart but feel ashamed, who knows what that is.

4. Chun Lu's "Heaven is Things"

One hundred and fifty days later, I want to come again, with pear blossoms and plum blossoms staggered. Pedestrians laughed and didn't return. It's sad that the thin horse sings solo. Apricot cheese gradually smells neighboring porridge, and elm smoke will be old. Draw a bridge in spring and sing a song at night. I am willing to believe that I am worried nine times.

5, Tang Bai Juyi "Qingming Day to send Wei Ji"

Lonely Qingming day, depression Sima home. Leave porridge and cold porridge, and cook new tea on the fire. Without wine, there must be flowers. Move south. Where? This is the end of the world.

2. Poems related to porridge are linked together: clear and turbid, abandoning the original shape and correcting the fruit.

Bottom line: smiles are ups and downs, and a large part of them are sweet.

At present, Buddha porridge is more given to each other, and more importantly, Jiangcun is a new festival-land tour.

Although Jie Jin, a gifted scholar in the Ming Dynasty, was in a high position, he often cooked porridge during droughts and floods. Once wrote a poem "Poetic Sense" cloud:

In the years of flood and drought, there was no harvest of rice.

So far, the porridge has not thickened.

People say things backwards,

I'm going forward and backward.

Supporting the vestibule,

The court will decide next month.

There were no bronze photos in the morning,

The eyebrows are very clear inside.

Poetry grasps the thinness of porridge and exerts its strength in many ways, which shows the breadth and depth of its thinking. Write the porridge vividly, as if it were on your hand. Nearby people have a history of banknotes and wrote:

Porridge floats on the water,

The wind blows the waves in autumn.

It looks like the West Lake.

Only a few fishermen dropped their hooks.

The gruel sank to the bottom of the bowl,

The nose wind blows thousands of waves.

Sometimes floating noodle soup,

Wild crossing, no boat crossing.

This oil painting is a copy of the previous poem, and it tastes worse than before. But the last two sentences are whimsical and rare. "Jie An Man Bi" also contains another poem "The Poem of Cooking Porridge":

Cooking porridge is better than cooking.

So I can discuss it with my children.

One liter can use two liters,

Two days is equivalent to six diets.

If there are guests, be sure to add fire and water.

No money, no soup.

Mo Yan has no taste,

Light tastes long.

This song is lively, tasty and popular, and it is worth reading.

3. What is the history of Meng Haoran, a poet in the Tang Dynasty? Meng Haoran was born in a scholarly family and was a famous pastoral poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. At the age of 65,438+00, at the age of 23, he traveled to Lumen Mountain with his younger brother and wrote poems on Lumen Mountain, forming his own unique poetic style. Good at five-character poems, 25-35 years old secluded. I made friends with Zhang Shuo, the later prime minister, and Li Bai, a poet. They took the imperial examination at the age of 38 and fell into Sun Shan. In the same year, at the age of 40-45, they became friends with Wang Wei and Li Bai, traveled around the world and enjoyed the scenery. At the age of 47, he entered the later Prime Minister Zhang Jiuling shogunate, and returned to China due to illness at the age of 48-49. They fell ill in Xiangyang, and their condition gradually worsened at the age of 50. Wang Changling visited him, thinking that he had recovered, drinking and laughing, but he died of an old illness.

4. Details of Lu Tong, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, and his poem "Xing" (about 795-835), a poet of the Tang Dynasty, Han nationality, Fan Yang (now Qiao County, Hebei Province).

Descendants of Lu, one of the "four outstanding figures in the early Tang Dynasty". Originally from john young (now Zhuoxian County, Hebei Province), Wushan Town, Jiyuan City, Henan Province (now Li Si Village). In his early years, he lived in Shaoshi Mountain and was named Yuchuanzi.

He studied hard, read a lot of classics and history, worked hard on poetry and prose, and was unwilling to be an official. Later moved to Luoyang.

My family is poor, with only a few shabby houses. But he studies hard and his home is full of books.

He has a good personality and likes Meng Jiao. But there is a kind of heroism in his introspective nature, which is similar to Han Yu's. He is one of the important figures of Han Meng's poetry school.

When writing Xie Meng's suggestion of sending fresh tea, the army would knock on the door to surprise the Duke of Zhou. Word-of-mouth suggests sending letters, and white silk seals three letters obliquely.

I opened my mouth and saw the suggestion. I read 300 articles about the Moon Group. I heard that the new year has entered the mountains, and the stinging insects have stirred up the spring breeze.

The son of heaven must taste Yangxian tea, and the grass plants dare not open first. Benevolence is dark, and golden buds are drawn in spring.

Picking fresh, baking, sealing and packaging are perfect but not extravagant. In addition to the Supreme, I will join the princes, and I will go to the Shan clan for anything.

Chai Men is anti-vulgar, and the halter of the gauze hat is self-fried and self-eaten. Yun Lan led the wind to blow constantly, and white flowers floated on the surface.

One bowl moistens the throat, two bowls are lonely. Three bowls of heartbroken, only five thousand words.

Four bowls of sweat, life is not smooth, scattered to the pores. Five bowls of bones and muscles are clear, and six bowls are immortal.

I can't eat seven bowls, but I feel the wind blowing under my arm. Penglai Mountain, where is it? Yuchuanzi, take this breeze and go home.

Immortals descended from the mountains, occupying a lofty position and being isolated from the wind and rain. Ann learned that millions of lives fell on the cliff, and it was miserable! I asked the whole people for advice, but must I have a rest in the end? Thinking about it, I was intoxicated in the family of beautiful women, who are like flowers.

Now the beauty has left me, and the brothel is a pearl in the sky. Tianya Juanjuan Heng E month, 3528 surplus and deficiency.

I can't see my heart cut off when Cui Mei and Chan are parting. My heart is a thousand miles away, and I sleep drunk in Wushan cloud, and I feel tears dripping from Xiangjiang River.

The flowers and trees on both sides of Xiangjiang River are deep and beautiful. If you are sad, you will see the harp, but if you play the string, you will have no confidant.

Beauty, beauty! I don't know whether it's sunset or morning clouds. Acacia plum blossom hair all night, suddenly went to the window and suspected it was you.

The bright moon shines on the East China Sea, and the Qingming shines unscathed. At the beginning of Zhu Xian, the Golden Rabbit is amazing.

Three, five, two, eight, when the light is enough. Quite a frog, swallow my cassia twig.

I love mirrors and cleanliness, but I am a trace. You can't rise to the horizon without six purlins.

There is a white blade between square inches, so there is no reason to shine. How can Wan Li be bullied by my little thing?

However, I vomited in Hanzhong for a long time. The sun and the moon are still the same, and the human feelings are good.

Sad New Year What is the saddest thing in the New Year? Sick people listen to hundreds of words from a distance. Tai sui only swims in the peach and plum trails, and the spring breeze is willing to manage the cold branches of the year.

Changzhou Meng Yushi heard that the foreign workers in North Korea humiliated the national dignity ... Suddenly, in addition to books, Han Jun learned to be an official. Life and death, even life, are hard to know.

Fire burns jade first, weeds don't raise orchids. Fu Shan and the Secretariat are two opposite concepts.

You'd better know who you are when you do it. Officials are still young, and Chinese studies are frequent.

Lonely officials are straightforward, and heavenly kings are bitter and angry. The court didn't suggest who was the Snow Dynasty.

Those who are humiliated by North Korea know why they are not allowed. Think about yourself rather than cry.

Knights' clothes are never good. Dutch clothes are used for sewing. I don't know each other. Go back to old Yansong.

Small strength, high sky. If you are guilty, you will be embarrassed.

Lu Wei buried the pit and set a trap, and the sword was built on the side. Or * * * cherish, don't send jade landslide.

Who pity Noda, a Han Hou at home. Although Zuo Daoguan is happy, he is just healthy.

Fame begets hell, ethics begets death. Mo Yan has a good cultivation and must avoid autumn.

I hope to see you in the snow in 30 days, and the road is blocked. I want to remember, I just want to be public.

Spring pigeons return to spring, and bitter cold gives birth to dark wind. The eaves are full of jade and the feet are pale red.

Liu Mei is still alive, and the ice in the garden has melted. You can't go to the temple until you are well.

Forgetting to cover the mountain gate, the fishing rod sticks into the mulberry tree. At that time, there were only birds singing and no one knew where it was.

If the boy loses his fishing rod, it must be that the ape is leaving. I am lonely except for my failure at night.

The old country is thousands of miles away, and the Chinese New Year is more frequent. The cold is still near the north, and the wind is gradually blowing to the east.

Just look at Chang' an stranger, and the morning bell burns. Cherish this night, wander this night.

Don't say goodbye when the candles run out, the cock crows old and new. Nuo goes to the sick, and the wine has ushered in the spring.

Who will be the last to win the cup tomorrow? The village was drunk last night, and the village drank it home, which was very healthy.

Rub raspberry moss, don't be surprised. In winter, all three insects are stinging, so there is no way.

The small and the big are unreasonable to know the destiny, and the strange way is not peaceful. The old mother's wife waved her hand and shed tears for thousands of miles.

If you don't take care of yourself, you will fall with the frost. Sheng Da was not always absent-minded, but occasionally he was miserable and happy.

How can good and evil make up for today's people? I have loved Ilo for many years and made up my mind for a long time.

Buy liren house on credit, water bamboo is small. Selling a house can repay the principal, and the old business is not bitter.

The debtor is greedy and hungry. The air knife cuts the muscles, heading southeast.

Xian zai, Mr. Han advised me not to take it by force. Thanks to the wind, I dare to be grateful.

If you rent a boat, you can estimate it, but it is not my spouse. Draw sofa cushions with strong colors, and don't praise goat wine.

The sunset is dull, and the dumb body is bound. Cao Shi has teeth, and washing the beach is messy.

Benzhuo chewed the pole, and the snow dragon roared on the shore. Poor and wise are also dogs.

Good luck is separated from the south, and debt benefits Beidou. The house in Yangzhou is cheap, so I can't pay my debts.

Books are stored in this house, and the ground is damp and rotten. Jia He has known each other for ten years.

Poor friends are more abnormal, you are a gentleman. I am honest, but I am ugly.

And your last plan, the fox head who died without regret. He Danggui is the hometown of the emperor, and Baiyun is always a friend.

Dare not spit and swim into the East China Sea. Sludge Dragon Palace, fear of disrespect.

Dare not set foot on the ground, which is inextricably linked with Qin Gong. I have exhausted the land of heaven and can't feed it.

Although this statement is too broad, it is from the heart of a minister. The wind is a poisonous soldier, and the sound of swords and guns is thousands of miles away.

The sea and the moon protect the spirit, and the dawn is lonely. Do not serve the son of heaven, do not know the prince.

Sleeping alone in the middle of the night is refreshing. Yanzi was very young, so Kong Sheng hid with him.

I passed Yanzi and dared not stand on my own feet. Although the crew are slaves, they are also interested in learning.

Ask me what I get, and the music will be full of joy. My reward is promising, and Confucius is in my clothes.

Twenty poems presented by Ersanzi in Xiaozhai: powder is four bodies, and spring breeze is life. I wish I could fly away, I'm dazzled by you.

I was born between heaven and earth, which is quite rewarding. I tried to cook and I didn't want to live.

You have the power of nature, and you will take care of it when you are here. I am willing to pull up the grave and lift it gently with you.

You are a frivolous person, don't peek at the gentleman's intestines. And be sure to look at the sparrow, the sparrow is holding the title.

All over the world, we are the most infatuated with each other. The master is lucky for the future, and.

5. How did ancient celebrities eat porridge? The ancients ate porridge for many reasons. The poor eat porridge, the rich eat porridge, the literati eat porridge, the emperor eats porridge, and eating porridge gives them a lot of fun.

The ancients ate porridge to change their eating habits, keep fit, or show their identity. Su Dongpo loves bean porridge and says, "Boiled beans in a sand bottle are as soft as crisp."

One night, Sue played with her friend Wu, and she was very hungry at night. Wu advised her to eat rice porridge, saying, "The new porridge is good for the stomach." Rice porridge can not only satisfy hunger, but also has the effect of health preservation.

Liu Kezhuang, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, said that "it is rare to cook porridge with a chef", not because of the lack of rice, but because of innovation and change. Fan Chengda, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, ate porridge for "carving ginger and cutting laurel and pouring sucrose, which is sweeter and smoother than Huang Liang".

Yang Wanli, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, loves to cook plum porridge: "Cook porridge without the core." Lu you is even more good at eating porridge, saying, "Only by eating porridge can you become immortal."

He thinks that eating porridge can prolong life and become immortal. No wonder he lived through all his life and lived to 86. Eating porridge in ancient palaces is a grand ceremony.

Xuan Di, the Emperor Gaozu who "asked Shu Ren about ghosts and gods", ordered Confucian scholars to read The Songs of the South, "Every recitation is porridge". The emperor of the Tang dynasty also gave the scholar a bachelor's degree with "windproof porridge" It is said that Bai Juyi was lucky enough to eat it, "the taste of food is fragrant for seven days."

It's also interesting for the emperor to eat porridge: in the ninth year of Jin Yuankang, in Sima Zhong, Hui Di, "the world is deserted and the people starve to death. The emperor listened and said,' Why not eat minced meat?' "Mi, porridge also. Ordinary people can't eat porridge without food.

Hui Di, who is used to eating minced meat, said that ordinary people don't have rice porridge to eat, so why don't they eat meat porridge? A word makes the world laugh. And more ancient people eat porridge out of helplessness, in order to fill their stomachs and prolong their life, to spend a good year of famine.

Fan Zhongyan in the Song Dynasty was born in a poor family in his early years and studied abroad for many years. He eats rice porridge twice a day to satisfy his hunger, and "breaking the machine to row porridge" has become a much-told story. Gong Zizhen praised it in the Qing Dynasty: "My family is poor and persistent, and I am hungry and thirsty for reading.

You learned a lot in the porridge monk's home. There are two poems about rice porridge in Zhao Yi's Miscellaneous Stories of Exposing the eaves in Qing Dynasty. One of them said, "Rice is not harvested in dry years, and porridge is not thick so far.

People's words stick to things, and I say spoons carry both sides. Holding the wind and waves in front of the hall, it will be handed over to the court for sinking next month.

There is no need to take a bronze photo in the morning, and the eyebrows are clearly inside. "The second said," Cooking is not as good as cooking porridge, so we can discuss it with our children.

One liter can be used for two liters, and two days can be counted as six diets. A guest only needs to add fire and water, and doesn't need money for soup.

Mo Yan is indifferent to small flavor and long flavor. "It's sad to read.

I think Zhao Yi used to be an official in the DPRK, and then resigned to study, so that he could get close to the people, showing the embarrassment of his family at that time. And ordinary people can't live at all. They are hungry, naked, hungry and miserable, and I'm afraid they don't even have porridge.