1. Poems about chopsticks Poems about chopsticks 1. Poems about chopsticks 1. "Traveling is Difficult" by Li Bai.

As the saying goes, "I can't eat when I stop my cup and throw chopsticks. I draw my sword and look around with my heart at a loss."

That is a true portrayal of his melancholy mood when he left Beijing in desperation because he was slandered by powerful officials in the third year of Tianbao (744 AD) and left Beijing in despair.

2. Du Fu, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, said in "Beautiful People's Journey": "The rhinoceros tendons have been tired of eating for a long time, and the luan knife has cut into empty threads." The poem "rhinoceros tendons" should refer to chopsticks made of rhinoceros horns.

3. Zhu Shuzhen's "Yong of Chopsticks" says: "The two ladies are of small stature, and they can hold their waists and open their feet. If you want to have a good taste, you have to stick out your tongue." The first two sentences personify chopsticks, and the image is vivid and interesting.

The last two sentences seem to express the depressed and helpless mood of this Song Dynasty female poet.

4. Cheng Lianggui, a poet of the Ming Dynasty, wrote in his poem "Ode to Bamboo Chops": If you work diligently on bamboo chopsticks, you will taste the joys and sorrows first.

It feels good to others, but you are busy coming and going in no time.

Using chopsticks as a metaphor for people also has a different meaning.

2. Poems about "Chopsticks" A chopstick and a bowl stand ruthlessly in front of the chopsticks. The indifference and ridicule of the bowl can be seen at a glance in the random movement of the chopsticks.

A chopstick faces the cruelty of the bowl at the beginning, and the unpredictable poverty and wealth of the bowl are crucial to the chopsticks. The long noodles, the fat meat, the big piles of old pumpkin, the big chunks of pickled cabbage are all

Sometimes, the bowl makes the chopsticks sweat. A chopstick is lying sideways, diagonally, and vertically. It uses all its postures to cater to the bowl. The bowl is a material without spirituality. A chopstick is a single shadow without the care of its compatriots.

The care of the neighbors, with their thin bodies, the tenacity and strength of the bamboo, and the generosity and kindness of the leaves, opened the hard shell of the bowl layer by layer, opening every weight of the gift. Not a single chopstick was overwhelmed by the depth of the bowl.

After many battles with the bowl, the retreating chopsticks realized the intricacies of the various ethnic groups in the bowl. However, the joy gained from going to the meeting alone is often more abundant than that of two chopsticks. People with two chopsticks are very weird. If they can't burp after a full burp, they will abuse the two chopsticks.

Bowls of pickled cabbage soup often make the chopstick belly swell like a bulge. Two chopsticks are sometimes not as valuable as a moon's grimace. Life with two chopsticks is quite difficult. The belly is like the face of a monkey. When there is nothing in the belly, the belly will be considerate to the chopsticks.

He always came closer and asked about the cold and warmth, and sometimes his hands tightly grasped the chopsticks and never relaxed.