1. Poems about cooking Poems about cooking 1. Poems about cooking Poems about enjoying cooking are as follows: 1. Su Shi's "Wang Jiangnan·Transcendental Taiwanese Work" of the Song Dynasty The spring is not old, the wind is gentle and the willows are slanting.

Try to watch it on the transcendent stage, half a ditch of spring water and a city of flowers.

Thousands of homes are covered in mist and rain.

After a cold meal, I woke up and sighed.

Stop thinking about old friends and homeland, and try new tea with new fire.

Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth.

2. Song Dynasty·Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky·Sending Ouyang Guorui to Wuzhong" Don't avoid being late on the horse in Chunyin.

There is no cloudy time in spring.

Favors show up in leisurely times, and we know after weary that the journey is rugged.

The plum blossoms are like snow and the willows are like silk.

Try to listen to other words to comfort lovesickness.

Cooking and drinking perch in a short canopy is a waste of poetry except Songjiang.

3. Song Dynasty·Zhao Changqing's "Bodhisattva Man" There is a little smoke in the isolated village.

The delicate clouds gather together to make the sky pure.

The word "wild goose" suddenly crosses the autumn line.

The Qiujiang River relieves guests' sorrow.

The silver hook is filled with hatred.

Who can ask if I am full of hatred?

Stand with your hands in the west wind.

Boating in the autumn colors.

4. "Chaozhongcuo" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty The misty rain in Xiang Lake grows with silkworms.

Slide the newly cooked wild rice onto a spoon.

After the clouds disperse, the moon is setting.

The tide is falling and the boat is drunk without knowing it.

5. Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty, "Ci of the Bridegroom" On three days, she went into the kitchen, washed her hands and made soup.

I'm not familiar with my aunt's eating habits, so I sent my sister-in-law to taste it first.

2. What are the ancient poems about cooking? 1. The North Boat is less than rice like a pearl, and I am drunk and full and depressed for half a month.

Tomorrow the host family will offer sacrifices to the kitchen stove, and the chickens will fight with each other to determine their insecurities.

From: "One of Three Vertical Poems" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty.

Translation: The grain ship from the north has not arrived yet. Rice is as precious as pearls these days. I don’t know how full it is for half a month. I feel so depressed and miserable.

Fortunately, tomorrow is the day of offering sacrifices to the kitchen stove. It is a rare occasion at the end of the year. My boss will slaughter chickens, barbecue, and prepare wine. He will definitely pay me to sacrifice the meat to get drunk.

2. An old friend invited me to Tian’s house with chicken and millet.

Tree edge of the village together, Aoyama Guo oblique.

From: "Passing the Old Friend's Village" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty.

Translation: An old friend prepared a sumptuous meal and invited me to his hospitable farmhouse.

Green woods surround the village, and green mountains lie outside the city.

3. Rub the jade with your delicate hands for several times, and fry it in green oil until it becomes tender and deep yellow.

From: "Cold Equipment" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty.

Translation: The young woman is adding water to the noodles, shaping the noodles, and frying them into tender and golden noodles.

4. Go to the kitchen for three days, wash your hands and make soup.

I'm not familiar with my aunt's eating habits, so I sent my sister-in-law to taste it first.

From: Tang Dynasty Wang Jian's "Ci of the Bridegroom".

Translation: Three days after the wedding, I came to the kitchen, washed my hands and made soup myself.

I don’t know what my mother-in-law’s taste is, so I’ll let my sister-in-law taste it first.

5. Recognize the smoke from the kitchen, a few small houses, reflect the sunset, and a cluster of fishing boats.

From: "Duoli·Jingxiaoshu" by Zhang Xiaoxiang of the Song Dynasty.

Translation: Looking at the smoke, you can tell how many households there are. Under the setting sun, some fishing boats are parked together.

3. What is the title of the chef's poem about cooking? In ancient my country, there was a famous chef who was knowledgeable and talented. All the dishes he cooked were named after Tang poems. Everyone called him "Chef Poetry". There was a scholar. Believing himself to be talented, he was not convinced by the "poetry chef" and wanted to tease him. Once, he deliberately came up with a difficult problem to make things difficult for him. He asked the master chef to prepare a table of "poetry dishes" with only two eggs. '. The 'Cooking Poetry' said: 'It's not difficult to make two eggs for a banquet. Wait until I finish it.' He casually took out two eggs from the basket... The banquet is ready. Chapter One dish is two round egg yolks peeled out of two hard-boiled eggs, steamed with seasonings, garnished with a few tender green vegetables, placed in a bowl, and inscribed with a poem: "Two orioles singing in the green." Liu'; The second dish is to cut the cooked egg white into shreds, with a green vegetable leaf underneath, arrange it in a formation, and put it in a porcelain basin. The poem says: "A row of egrets ascending to the blue sky"; The third dish is vegetarian Fry a handful of protein shreds, cut the protein into thin strips like goose feathers, put it in a basin, and recite a poem: "The window contains Qianqiu snow in Xiling"; the fourth dish is a bowl of clear soup with a few flavours. A piece of eggshell, a poem goes like this: "The door is docked at the Dongwu Wanli Ship". These four dishes are laid out in order, and the four poems are connected one by one. Together they are the "Quatrains" by Du Fu, the great poet of the Tang Dynasty. These four unique dishes , so that this self-proclaimed and arrogant scholar couldn't help but admire him so much that he bowed his hands and said repeatedly: "Cooking poems, cooking poems!"

’ Because the word ‘poetry’ has the same pronunciation as ‘teacher’, in order to address this extremely smart master cook and to make it easier to pronounce, people changed the name ‘Cooking Poetry’ to ‘chef’, which has been used to this day.

4. Create your own poem about "cooking" 1. Bamboo hairpin, blue silk hair, coarse clothes and short clothes.

Cook the lovesickness patiently over a slow fire, and wait for a long time to enjoy it.

One plate tastes pure, two bowls are full of emotion.