1. Poems describing taste 1. Su Dongpo was not only a famous literati scholar, but also a famous gourmet.

Therefore, it is said that there are many famous dishes directly related to him, and there are even more dishes named after him, such as "Dongpo Elbow", "Dongpo Tofu", "Dongpo Jade Grits", "Dongpo Legs", "Dongpo Legs" and "Dongpo Legs".

"Dongpo Pork", "Dongpo Black Carp", "Dongpo Cake", "Dongpo Crispy", "Dongpo Bean Curd", "Dongpo Meat" and so on.

"Dongpo Collection" records: "Sichuan people value celery, buds, spinach, and mixed dove meat for it."

Spring dove breast is fried turtle dove breast shreds with celery.

Later it was called Dongpo Chunjiu.

Su Shi liked mutton soup, so he wrote: "Qin cooks only Yang Geng, while Long delicacies have Xiong wax."

He also specially wrote "Ode to Pork": "Wash the pan cleanly, use less water, and the firewood will not smoke. Don't rush it when it is ripe. When the fire is sufficient, it will be beautiful. Huangzhou has good pork, and the price is as low as

The rich refuse to eat it, and the poor don't know how to cook it. If you get up in the morning, you will have two bowls, and you will not care about it." Su Dongpo cooked it with his favorite bamboo shoots and pork. At a gourmet party, Su Dongpo came up with it.

I wrote a limerick: "No bamboo makes you vulgar, no meat makes you thin, vulgar but not thin, braised pork with bamboo shoots."

The delicious but poisonous pufferfish has also become his favorite delicacy. "Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a sign of the warmth of the spring river. The grass sprouts are short and the grass is full of grass. It is the time when the pufferfish is about to come."

The seven-character quatrain also writes about bamboo shoots, fat ducks, wild vegetables, and puffer fish in spring. It is truly a delicacy in one sentence.

"When autumn comes, frost and dew cover the east side of the garden, and the reeds bear children and mustards produce grandchildren. I am full of hatred, and I don't know why I eat chickens and pigs so hard." In his opinion, these vegetables are more delicious than the chicken, duck, and fish.

Fenghu was Su Dongpo's favorite place for picnics. He compared the evergreen vines growing by the lake here to the water shields in West Lake in Hangzhou: "There are vines in Fenghu, which seem to be rivaling the water shield soup."

Su Dongpo ate a ring cake made by an old woman, and couldn't help but write a poem: "The jade color is uniform when rubbed with delicate hands, and the deep yellow is obtained by frying in green oil. When spring comes, you know the weight when you sleep, and the gold wrapped around the arms of a beautiful woman is flattened." There are only 28 words.

, outlining the characteristics of the ring cake, which is thin, fresh and crispy, and resembles the image of a beautiful woman’s ring.

2. Poems about taste: "Happy Meeting" Author: Li Yu Dynasty: Tang Genre: Wordless I went up to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook, the lonely phoenix tree deep in the courtyard locks the autumn. It keeps cutting, and the rationale is still chaotic. It is the sorrow of separation, and it has a different taste.

In my heart. Nanxiangzi Author: Huang Tingjian Dynasty: The generals of the Song Dynasty talked about the title of marquis, and the piccolo played long songs, leaning against the building alone. Everything will go with the wind and rain, rest, play horse racing in Tainan Jinluo Tou. Don’t stay late to urge the wine, the taste of wine will be this autumn

It seems to be the end of autumn. The flowers smile on the old man's head, shyly, and the white hair is not relieved by the flowers. Rui Partridge Author: Li Qingzhao Dynasty: Song Genre: The grace and grace of the poem are not very common, and the sweet orange in front of you can be a slave. Who pities the wandering rivers and lakes

On the top, the jade bones and ice muscles are not willing to wither. Who taught you to pick branches with stems and stems? After being drunk, Emperor Ming leaned on Taizhen. The layman broke it open and wanted to recite the flavor of the two new families. 3. A poem about taste "Lingyin Temple"

During the Tang and Song Dynasties, Jiuling Mountain was full of lush mountains and the Dragon Palace was lonely.

The building overlooks the sea and the sun, and the door faces the tide of Zhejiang.

The osmanthus moon falls in the middle of the moon, and the fragrant clouds float outside.

The tower of Luodeng is far away, and the spring where wood is cut is far away.

The frost is thin and the flowers are blooming more, and the ice is light and the leaves are not withered.

The old age is still far away from each other, and the search is noisy.

When you enter Tiantai Road, you can see the Yudu Stone Bridge.

"Untitled" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Chiri has beautiful rivers and mountains, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants.

The mud melts and swallows fly, and the sand is warm and mandarin ducks sleep.

"Drinking Tea with Qingshan Pond, a layman of the Yuan Dynasty" by Tang Lingyi. Among the wild spring fireworks and white clouds, I sit and drink fragrant tea and love this mountain.

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

"Snowy Plum" by Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so the poet put down his pen and commented on it.

The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.

"Plum Blossom" Wang Anshi, Song Dynasty There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.

I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.

"Small Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden, Part 1" by Lin Bu of the Song Dynasty. All the flowers are swaying and blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm.

The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.

The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul.

Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and there is no need to use the sandalwood board to seal the gold bottle.

"Snowy Plum" by Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so the poet put down his pen and commented on it.

The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.