A poem about Tao Tao 1. Huashu poetry
Qincha
Tang Bai Juyi
Tao Tao was willful all his life.
Abandoning the official position is more drunk in spring, and it is more leisure when you are old without reading.
You can only smell the water in the harp, and in the tea, it is Mengshan.
The traffic difference will last for a long time. Who says I have nothing to return today?
Old friends send tea.
Don Cao Ye
Jiuhua Ying's sword is printed in Yujing.
When the moon opens, there is the sound of disorderly springs underground.
Invite monks in the middle of the night and cook the moon with lonely songs.
The blue sky is heavy and broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light.
All the six fu-organs sleep, and the number of poems is clear.
I didn't dare to spend money after the month, so I supported it with my elbow.
Fried tea
Tang Cheng Yanxiong
When the moon misses spring sleep, the tiger runs by the spring and thinks slowly.
Shu tea was crushed by a cloud monk, and three or four withered pine branches picked it up by themselves.
Beichawu
Tangguguang
The new tea has been baked, but the old shelf is worrying.
In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood.
2. "Tao Tao is also prosperous" from which poem?
"Reward the seeds and release the charm of the monarch"
Year: Song Author: Wang Yucheng
Tai sui is in xinmao, and everything falls in September.
It was too cloudy at that time to lose money.
The king gave birth to Wei Zi and sent Shangluo away.
Holding relatives and holding children, wandering in Beijing.
Bad car history, sick horse hanging bag.
Dare not live in the west, empty about Xiangshan.
Qin Xiang Zhengnan Road, Qinling Mountain is steep.
Shoulder and boulder, ten steps, three steps, four steps.
My wife is leaving, too, but there is not enough gravel.
The top of the mountain is covered with wood skin and the fireworks are smoldering.
In the evening, the whole family was shocked by the smell of tigers.
Why does the mountain spring linger, and there is no bridge to cut off?
Unload the saddle and lead the hoof, untie the socks.
Chen Lan can be supervised, while North Korea is like a scorpion.
Six hundred miles of goodness, mountains and rocks are set in heaven.
Shangluo is one of them. He has never been in prison.
I can die by myself. Why should I stay away from evil?
I don't care about the secretariat. The ancient temple talks about floods.
Buju mixed with carbuncle, resulting in no sperm.
Understanding tolerance is the pleasure of being close to others.
Mr. sideways smells, and finally lies in the southern cloud valley.
Long Ju has been studying hard, and Ethan is still at school.
Ji Wang's wife is unmarried, and Jiejie is a lonely crane.
Push the mother to hide, and teach the heavens to be unique.
Poetry is also addicted to alcohol, while Tao Qi doesn't take medicine.
Field clothes cut lotus, wild rice boiled glutinous rice.
Fog leopard is full of color, and Ming Hong avoids paying.
Willing to hire from lambs and geese, afraid of being bound.
How to study the history of Song and Right Dynasties and discuss bird carving?
Meng Xuan and Zhao Dan, courtesy is not thin.
Still troublesome Zhao Jingfu, fled to resign from Gong Ke.
Mr. Wang loves the board and is pure and filial.
Thank you for your kindness in sending away the cigarettes.
The huge material is still flowing, but the big jade is not coming out.
The messenger returned empty-handed, and Roulun was lonely.
The virtuous mother called the king, and the court blamed it.
Hu Weiwei made a chapter and a sentence, and his name slipped into the street.
Counties and counties pollute my mountains, and villains make trouble.
If you are close to the sound, you will be happy.
Swear to move to the poor valley and you can escape from the noise.
Sir, I was quoted to celebrate my birthday.
Tao Tao is bustling again, and it smells the same.
People looked embarrassed when they dispersed to the relocated guests.
This is not a little knowledge, but a big event.
Take the first place when you are in trouble, so you can't get dirty.
It is very short and brilliant.
There is no string song in the massacre, and there is no embarrassment in the hint.
This is a slap in the face and arrogant.
Long Fang Hao is trapped {left foot}.
Guilt is the only way to distinguish right from wrong.
When you listen to the World Bank, you feel guilty.
Three chapters of humiliation, the dust is boundless.
Next year, just move the well and leap forward.
Leisure in Nanshan, travel to see Xiyue.
The yellow river is choppy, and the white moss argues.
Zhongtiaowei county, five old people smoked dirty.
How can this be the deputy of the county party Committee? Wu dares to do things.
Birds in cages are lucky not to die, but they still seek water and peck.
Mi Hu village girl, hired Shan Tong.
Feed the horses with cold weeds and study in autumn.
If you talk nonsense, don't worry.
Your majesty put all your eggs in one basket, and the personnel will eventually be difficult.
A piece of paper in the house aroused for a long time.
I knew there was Liang Dong, but I didn't give up.
Five cities open in the sky, and three halls stand out in the clouds.
Take the old clothes back and wrap them in a cage.
The sick wing is full of clouds and the bad wall is full of chalk.
The admonition officer chatted with Shi's old business.
Raise your sleeves, wipe the stone and stare at the goldfinch.
If you think about the past, you can't dream about it.
Mr. Chang didn't dare to smell it. He was stunned by it.
Guanzhong friends come and leave me immortal.
It's wrong for a beautiful woman to ride a prosperous long-distance passenger.
The old man took a sip of soup, gentle and eloquent.
A thousand words are far beyond a hundred rhymes. What is the main idea?
I miss my breath like a rainbow, but it is light.
3. Poems about rakes
King Qin *
A family of eight, a house of five acres, and all the trees are mulberry trees. Buy ten-horned black cattle, drag plows and harrows, plow fields and splash grass to open up wasteland. Sow in time, transplant seedlings, etc., and irrigate nakata for cutting. Miaolinglong, everywhere sees the surplus, everywhere scenery. When there is plenty of rain, Qiu Lai is healthy. There are also scented millet beads. Attend until six o'clock, stay up late, call men and women and take them back to the warehouse. Play the best, cook chicken and drink, and wife and husband * drink. Nothing else, just being honest and simple, and having a drink with his head down. Nothing else, but honesty and simplicity, kowtowing to the emperor.
1 The strokes are plowing the sea and the paper is like a garden of fields and poems.
.2 The world of mortals hates the vulgar wind and wants to borrow the castle peak to repair the mausoleum.
Wild flowers talk about the four seasons, and a glass of turbid wine is temporarily lyrical.
Cattle and chickens keep dogs and pottery idle, plant grass and rake fields to check grazing and arable land.
The hidden moon mirror becomes a dream, and Taoyuan Road is hard to break.
4. Zen tea poems
Qin teahouse Bai Juyi
Tao Tao was willful all his life.
Abandoning the official position is more drunk in spring, and it is more leisure when you are old without reading.
You can only smell the water in the harp, and in the tea, it is Mengshan.
The traffic difference will last for a long time. Who says I have nothing to return today?
"Old friends send tea" Tang
Jiuhua Ying's sword is printed in Yujing.
When the moon opens, there is the sound of disorderly springs underground.
Invite monks in the middle of the night and cook the moon with lonely songs.
The blue sky is heavy and broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light.
All the six fu-organs sleep, and the number of poems is clear.
I didn't dare to spend money after the month, so I supported it with my elbow.
Tang Xiong of "Fried Tea"
When the moon misses spring sleep, the tiger runs by the spring and thinks slowly.
Shu tea was crushed by a cloud monk, and three or four withered pine branches picked it up by themselves.
Baked tea house Tanggukuang
The new tea has been baked, but the old shelf is worrying.
In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood.
5. What are the poems about ceramics?
Poems about porcelain are:
1, Guo Moruo, topic and ceramics museum
Later, several eastern countries came to seize the Wanbang porcelain market;
The annual income is 70 million dollars, more than the top ten in Chixian County.
Novel pattern form, large supply and demand;
We should go beyond the international level and carry it forward.
2. Title and Art Porcelain Factory Guo Moruo
China is a country of porcelain, and the peak of porcelain industry is this capital;
Since the Song Dynasty, fame has spread, and China and the outside world have suffered losses.
It is more expensive than treasures and mirrors, and paintings are more beautiful than Jing Guan's words.
Technological innovation is lean, and the pioneers keep advancing.
3, "First Arriving in Jingdezhen" Dong
Changnan has been a porcelain capital since ancient times and enjoys a good reputation at home and abroad.
Blue and white glaze conveys beautiful colors, and Fiona Fang is shaped like a container to contain beads;
The artistic sculpture is lifelike, and the painting is better than the description.
Technological innovation is practical and * * * is the future.
4, "You Jingdezhen" Xie Juezai
Fine and refined ingredients, excellent modeling and painting skills;
I know that everyday ordinary products have consumed a lot of labor.
The style of "four RUs" has been passed down since ancient times, and the more famous the wheel, the more important it is;
Porcelain has jumped to the present, and the quantity and quality have to be doubled.
5. "Wu Ranting Fu in Jingdezhen" Ming Miao Zhou Zong
The pottery shed leans heavily against the shore, and the sails cover Jiang Lai every day;
Workers don't have to be smart, this device can throw away the materials in the county.
1. Guo Moruo (1892- 1978), male, formerly known as Guo Kaizhen, whose real name is Tang Ding, whose real name is Wu Shang, whose real name is Wenbao, whose pen names are Moruo, Maiang, Guo Tangding, Shi Tuo, Gao Ruhong, Yang Yizhi, etc. 1892 165438+1October16 was born in Shawan, Leshan, Sichuan. He graduated from Imperial University of Kyushu, a modern writer and historian, one of the founders of New Poetry, the first president of China Academy of Sciences, the first president of University of Science and Technology of China, and a foreign academician of Soviet Academy of Sciences.
2. Xie Juezai (1884-197 1 year), formerly known as Xie Weilun, was born in Ningxiang, Hunan, party member, an outstanding producer in China, one of the "Five Old Men in Yan 'an", a proletarian revolutionary, politician, outstanding social activist and a native of the Communist Party of China (CPC).
6. Poems related to Harrow
Silkworm girl entered the city yesterday and came back in tears.
All over Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers. "Taoren"-potted soil in front of Mei (Song poetry), with no tiles in the house.
A rich man lives in a tile-roofed building without touching mud. Compassion for Farmers —— Shen Li hoes the grain at noon and sweats the grain.
Who knows that every meal in the plate is bitter. "Compassion for farmers"-Shen Li Chuntian planted a millet and harvested 10,000 seeds in autumn.
There are no idle fields in the four seas, and farmers are still hungry to death. Bai Juyi's "Watching Wheat" Tian Jia has few idle months, and people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
The mother-in-law has plenty of food and clothing, and the children are full of paddles. Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
There is another poor woman with her son in her arms. Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.
What are my advantages today? I have never been involved in farming and mulberry. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.
I am ashamed to see this, and I can't forget it every day.
7. What are the poems about a cup of tea in summer?
Poems describing drinking tea in summer are:
1, only the sound of water can be heard in the piano, so it is Mengshan in the tea.
2, a cloud of tea money grinds, and three or four branches are withered.
3. Swirl new smoke and shout cold wood.
Yesterday, the east wind blew flowers, and the Spring Festival Evening wine woke up a cup of tea.
5, spring fireworks and white clouds, sit and drink fragrant tea and love this mountain.
1, Qin Tea Tang Bai Juyi
Tao Tao was willful all his life.
Abandoning the official position is more drunk in spring, and it is more leisure when you are old without reading.
You can only smell the water in the harp, and in the tea, it is Mengshan.
The traffic difference will last for a long time. Who says I have nothing to return today?
2, "Fried Tea" Tang Xiong
When the moon misses spring sleep, the tiger runs by the spring and thinks slowly.
Shu tea was crushed by a cloud monk, and three or four withered pine branches picked it up by themselves.
3, "Baking Teahouse" Tang Gu Kuang
The new tea has been baked, but the old shelf is worrying.
In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood.
4, "Reward friends to send scented tea in the Spring Festival Evening" Tang
Yesterday, the east wind blew bitter orange blossoms, and the Spring Festival Evening wine woke up a cup of tea.
Like a cloud to protect you, like snow to separate your hometown.
Golden cakes are used as rain dew, and jade dust is used to fry misty clouds.
Like a disease, the thirsty whole school does not envy the birth of a white-necked crow.
5. "Drinking tea with Yuan lay people in Qingshantan" 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.