Humorous poem about rain doggerel

1. doggerel poem about death

2. doggerel poem about eating

doggerel poem about death 1. Poem about death

Mourning poem

[Qing] Wang Shizhen

On a stranger, birds crow and grass smoke, and

Fish scales wrinkle with water.

Red beans in the south of the Yangtze River are homesick,

bloom, who is over the years, remembers Jun

mourns the death

[Yuan] Zheng Xi

features several exchanges with Qing Jian,

Why does a beautiful woman feel sorry for herself?

Sad spring and flowers are all gone,

Crying to kill a street warbler can't bring it back

Mourning for Xue Tai

[Tang] Bai Juyi

was half dead and sick in Wutong, and his thoughts and thoughts hurt his spirit.

I came back to the hospital at night with my young child in my hand, and no one was there in the cold of the month.

See Yuan Jiu's mourning poem sent to Bai Juyi for this

[Tang]

Night tears secretly sell the bright moon, and spring intestines break the peony court.

There is no cure for this disease in the world, only the four volumes of Lengga Sutra.

farewell to Li Langzhong

[Tang] Xue Tao

It's even more bleak to want to climb the Qinling Mountains.

An Ren's poems will be given, and half of them are mixed with mourning words.

Three Mourning Poems

[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yaochen

became husband and wife in the seventeenth year.

it's not enough to look at each other, let alone make a long donation.

my temples are already white, so I'd rather be healthy for a long time.

I should be at the same point in the end, and there are still tears in my eyes.

Three Mourning Songs

[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yaochen

Every time he was born like a dream, he was strong in everyone.

I'm still lonely when I come back. Who do you want to talk to?

the window is cold and lonely, and a wild goose grows at night.

there is nothing in the world that is the most bitter, so you can enjoy it.

Three Mourning Songs

[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yaochen

has never been abridged, how dare you ask heaven?

when you meet all the women in the world, there is nothing so beautiful and virtuous.

for example, if you make a fool live longer, why not fake his years?

endure this priceless treasure and bury it in Jiuquan.

2. Poems about death

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, but I have remained in the history-Wen Tianxiang smiled at me from the horizontal knife to the sky, leaving my liver and gallbladder to stay in the Kunlun Mountains-Tan Sitong took care of me and went home today, and walked over in the white clouds-Yuan Mei believed in the innocent people, but I didn't know the fame and fortune ghosts in the world-Yuan Chonghuan Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice was remembered.

to ask what the world is like is to make people live and die together. -Yuan Haowen's heroism is still too empty, Dan Xin shines through the ages, and he has never served the country in his life, leaving it as a loyal soul.

-Yang Jisheng (Ming) died knowing that everything was empty, but he was sad to see Kyushu. -Lu You, a disciple of Jiangdong, has many talents, and his comeback is unknown.

-Du Mupeng's death is different, and there is no difference between life and death. It is better to learn without life, and if there is no life, there is no extinction.

-Bai Juyi splashes blood on our feet like a remnant leaf, and life is the smile on the lips of death. -Li Jinfa's "Feeling" The night platform is full of souls, and it is better than the world's sigh.

—— Pan Chongti (Qing Dynasty) has been in the world for seventy years by mistake, and now he returns to the old nymphs. The Taoist couple in Songshan Mountain came to be similar, laughing and pointing to the front of the yellow flower and white crane.

-Yan Wusi (Qing) was born in the dead, but there is no harm in dying and returning to the underworld. The dead and the dead are all similar, so you should just drift in other towns.

—— Tang Bohu is so angry, and the Central Plains has no owner, which adds to the sorrow —— Jiang Yiwu (wartime commander-in-chief who fired the first shot of Wuchang Uprising).

3. Three original poems about death

written by xiao yue

, Modern poetry

always feels like you are facing me in front of the window at the moment before going to bed

I don't want you to hear my sobs

I don't want you to see my tears

But missing suddenly

has become a habit

I always feel like you are at the other end of the radio wave

I turn off my phone because there is no electricity. There are thousands of words

because without your laughter, it has nothing to do with me

because without your heart, it is a wasteland

I always feel like you are watching quietly in the middle of the air

My eyes are only around me

Even if my appearance is so inconspicuous

Even if my clothes are so inconspicuous

It's just that you know where I'm going.

There was a predestination in this life in the past life, and

There are three fortunes in the afterlife.

Life is like a lamp,

Dont Ask For Help is always bright.

I wish to shine on the yellow road, and the ghosts and gods will be surprised.

everything in evil influence disappears with the clouds, and the moon is bright and the wind is clear.

there is no need to look for him in the crowd.

The two lights set each other off from a distance, and the heart is clear.

Third, the modern poem

Spirit says to life: Life says to spirit:

You are here, therefore I am here, therefore I am here

You are there, I am rich and colorful

You are not, I wander and wander, where do I attach myself? How can I be deaf without you?

4. Poems about the Dead

1. "Mourning for Xue Tai"-Bai Juyi died of Wutong's old illness in the Tang Dynasty, and his thoughts and thoughts hurt his spirit.

I came back to the hospital at night with my young child in my hand, and no one was there in the cold of the month. On the one hand, there is a dying plane tree, and on the other hand, there is a long-term sick body. Whenever I think of going to the grave after death, I feel sad.

At night, I returned to my hometown with my young son in my hand. In the cold moonlight, I didn't see anyone in the empty house. 2, "Dream of the Micro"-In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi buried the mud under the spring to pin the bones, and I sent snow all over the world.

did you know that ah Wei and Han lang went to the night station? I miss your death, and the bones of Jiuquan have turned into sand. I still temporarily live in the world with white hair and hair. Ah Wei Han Lang has passed away one after another, can you know the gloom? 3, "From Beijing to Fengxian County to chant 5 words"-In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu Zhumen's wine and meat were smelly, and the road was frozen to death.

translation: In the Zhumen, the wine and meat of the rich people waft out attractive fragrance. On this road, who will bury the poor who are frozen and starved to death? 4, "Out of the fortress"-Xu Xilin only solved the battlefield for the country's death in the Qing Dynasty, why they died with their boots on.

A soldier only knows that in order to die for his country on the battlefield, there is no need to wrap his body with horse fur and transport it back to his hometown. 5, "Jiang Chengzi Yi Mao dreams on the twentieth day of the first month"-Su Shi in the Song Dynasty lived and died for ten years, without thinking about it, he was unforgettable.

a lonely grave is a thousand miles away, and there is nowhere to talk about it. The two died for a lifetime and were separated for ten years, but they missed each other but were at a loss and could not meet each other.

I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her the sadness in her heart.

5. What are the poems about death?

The poems about death are as follows: 1. Send Monks to Japan. Date: Tang Author: you were foreordained to find the source, Qian Qi, now, tracing your way as in a dream.

there where the sea floats up the sky, you wane from the world in your fragile boat. Shui Yue Tong Zen, fishes and dragons follow your chanting.

and the eye still watches beyond the horizon, the holy light of your single lantern. 2. "Imitating the Ancient Eight" Time: Tang Author: Li Bai Moonlight can't be swept, and it's impossible to worry about guests.

Jade dew gives birth to autumn clothes, and fireflies fly a hundred herbs. The sun and the moon will eventually be destroyed, and heaven and earth will wither together.

I'm glad this tree is old. Jin Daning is wrong, but it is difficult for the ignorant to ask for it.

I'm not a chitose, and I hate to die young. Drink into the jade pot and hide as treasure.

3. Time of "Seeing the Taoist Liu": Tang Author: Qian Qi can become a Taoist after his death, but wandering immortals can't make up his mind. Return to the chitose crane and walk in a five-cloud car.

the spring at sea should be over, and the pot is not tilted. I don't know where I remember each other, how many flowers are there in Qishu?

4. "The Stone Cliff of Jiaodaoshi in Songyang" Date: Tang Author: Qian Qi Sanfeng Flower Garden hangs, and Jinli is a fairy. The county has just flown to the west of Sichuan for rain, and it wants to go to Luo Tian.

colorful clouds do not scatter to burn Dan Zao, while white deer hides jade fields. Fortunately, due to his death in Taoyuan, the prescription Dan tactic was prolonged.

5. Time of "Occasional Works": Tang Author: Feng Dao is worried when he is in danger, and his future is often fixed. It should be noted that Haiyue belongs to the Ming Lord, and it may not be that Gankun is trapped in Kyrgyzstan.

When did morality ever die? It's hard to get anywhere. However, there is no evil in the church, and it also stands among wolves and tigers.

6. Poems about death

Tao Yuanming's "Three Elegy Poems" is very long, but the last four sentences are very famous, as follows: relatives or Yu Sad, others have already sung.

what is the way to die? The original poem is as follows: Where there is life, there must be death, and sooner or later, there will be no fate.

We were the same people yesterday evening, but now we are in the ghost book. Where is the soul gas scattered, it will send empty wood in a dry shape.

a charming child cries for her father, and a good friend caresses me and cries. If you don't know the gains and losses, you can feel right and wrong! Long live the century, who knows honor and disgrace? But I hate drinking enough when I am alive.

in the past, there was no wine to drink, but now it is empty. Spring mash gives birth to floating ants, when can we taste it better! Before the food case filled me, the old man cried beside me.

if you want to speak without sound, you want to see without light. I used to sleep in Gaotang, but now I stay in Huangcao Township. Once you go out, you will come back in good health.

weeds are boundless, and poplars are rustling. In the middle of September, severe frost sent me out of the outer suburbs.

there are no people living on all sides, and the high graves are dying. The horse crows to the sky, and the wind is self-depression.

once the secluded room is closed, it will never be seen again for a thousand years. After a thousand years, there is nothing a wise man can do.

people are always sent away, and each goes home. Relatives or sorrow, others have also sung.

what is the way to die?

Poems about eating in doggerel 1. Poems about eating

Mountains are never too high and water is never too deep. The duke of Zhou vomited and fed, and the world returned to the heart

Selected poems on food and customs

Sweet potato

The green leaves of the vine are full of climbing, and the body is fat and the face is full of melons.

she is not surprising in appearance, but beautiful in heart, and she is covered with precious farmers.

peanuts

fields and hillsides are full of homes, with green leaves lined with yellow flowers.

if you bury your roots deeply, you will grow fruit, and you will have a good character if you don't show your edge.

The snacks in Yanjiang Food Garden

If you patronize Tooth for several times, the famous food garden can bear tasting.

There are many varieties and flavors, and folk snacks have a long rhyme.

Grape

The grape trellis overflows with fragrance, and the melons and fruits are coveted for tasting.

Beautiful girls sing and dance, which is sweet and delicious.

is it enough?

2. Who has a poem about eating?

Su Shi's "Yu Qian monk Lu Yunxuan" would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo. No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar. People are thin and fat, but common people are incurable. Su Shi's "Eating Pork" Huangzhou good pork, the price is as cheap as dirt. The rich refuse to eat, and the poor don't understand cooking. Slow fire, less water, the temperature is also beautiful. Get up and play a bowl every day, so full that you are really in charge. On February 19th, I took the white wine perch over Zhan Shijun to eat the leaves of Sophora japonica. Su Shi's loquat was cooked with golden beads, and the mulberry fell for the first time and tasted the jade maggots. I'll borrow ten hanging lotus flowers for the time being, and I'll pour five books on an empty stomach. Green floating egg bowl Sophora japonica bud cake, red-dot ice-plate squid. Sushi's drizzle in the sand in Huanxi makes a slight chill, and the light smoke scatters the willow and the beautiful beach. It's getting longer and longer to enter Huaiqing, and the snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon. The bamboo shoots of Polygonum hydropiper try the spring dish, and the taste of the world is happy. Seven days ago in beginning of spring, I heard that the inviters of the pre-made spring dish played the land tour, and the buds and vegetables were all green and red, and the dishes were full of laughter. A cake is empty and hateful. How many spring breeze do you know in the old age? Eating tea porridge for storing Guangxi is full of summer heat during the day, and birds don't fly. Think of the high mountains and the shadows, and solve the clothes in the mountains. Several pieces of clouds were far away, and they were not covered with brightness. Stay for a long time eats tea porridge, * * * I eat fern. Our house is not far away, and we will return at dusk. Last year, thousands of people scattered rice, and this year, only a few hundred people cooked porridge. Last year, I finished my clothes, but this year I sip porridge and see skin and bones. Eating bamboo shoots is easy. This state is a bamboo township, with bamboo shoots all over the valley. Shanfu folded his arms and brought them to the morning market. Many things are cheap, and double money is easy to bundle. Put it in the kitchen and cook it at the same time as the rice. The purple basket is old, and the plain muscle breaks new jade. Add meals every day, and don't think about meat when it passes. I have been a guest in Jingluo for a long time, and this taste is often insufficient. And don't hesitate to eat, and the south wind blows bamboo. Five ancient eating bamboo shoots This state is a bamboo township, with bamboo shoots all over the valley. Shanfu folded his arms and brought them to the morning market. Many things are cheap, and double money is easy to bundle. Put it in the kitchen and cook it at the same time as the rice. The purple basket is old, and the plain muscle breaks new jade. Add meals every day, and don't think about meat when it passes. I have been a guest in Jingluo for a long time, and this taste is often insufficient. And don't hesitate to eat, and the south wind blows bamboo. Modern poetry: sweet potato, green vine, green leaves crawling in the border, fat body and red face stringing melons. The appearance is not amazing, the heart is beautiful, and the whole body is a farmer. The hillside of peanut field is full of homes, and the green leaves are lined with yellow flowers. Buried deep in the roots, the fruit grows, and the character is good. The snacks in Yanjiang Food Garden stay fragrant for several times, and the famous food garden is delicious. Variety and flavor, folk snacks have a long rhyme. Jing' an mandarin oranges sing delicious and thick fresh fruits, which strengthen the spleen and moisten the lungs. The production and sales are booming for over 1 million years, and the green "fragrant field" goes abroad. The endangered species of Jing 'an giant salamander is rare, and its breeding and release are amazing all over the world. Fish will be on the market next year, and the delicious food will be salivating with wine. Green food, natural food god, returns to nature. Green and pollution-free, mellow and healthy. Tian Chou is a thousand miles away, and the shed is in spring at four o'clock. A light meal is full of tea, and green vegetables are precious. Green Water Teahouse is enjoying warm and elegant tea, making you feel at home and laughing frequently. Cold air relaxes the body and relieves summer heat, while hot tea moistens the mouth and produces saliva. The orchid bud sparrow tongue is now expensive, and the phoenix cake dragon group is precious in ancient times. The green rhyme is longer than the ancient, and the fragrant tea is like a drunken tourist. Xiangzi Qingshui bamboo shoots bathed in the spring sun, showing their sharpness. Overnight, lined up. Go down the mountain and enter the factory, clean and clean. Look at the selection of materials, fine workmanship and hardcover products. Natural food, green and homely. Crystal clear, jade fragrance. Swim in the business sea and cross the east ocean. There are thousands of flowers, thousands of households, and thousands of people.

3. What are the poems about eating

[Song] Su Shi

would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo. No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar. People are thin and fat, but common people are incurable.

2. Eating Pork

[Song] Su Shi

Good pork in Huangzhou is as cheap as dirt.

the rich refuse to eat, and the poor don't understand cooking.

slow fire, less water, and the heat is beautiful at the right time.

get up and play a bowl every day, so that your husband really cares.

3. Huanxisha

[Song] Su Shi

The drizzle and the oblique wind make a slight cold,

The light smoke dispels the willow and the beautiful beach.

It's getting longer and longer to enter Huai River and clear Luo River,

Snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon.