1. Du Fu's poems about eating or food, other poets can also be used. "The Fisherman on the River" by Fan Zhongyan, Northern Song Dynasty People come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of sea bass.

You look at a boat, and it appears in the storm. Li Bai, Tang Dynasty. I stayed at Xun Ni's house under Wusong Mountain. I stayed at Xunni's house under Wusong Mountain, feeling lonely and joyless.

The autumn work in the Tian family is bitter, and the neighbor's daughter is cold at night.

Kneel down and eat the carved rice, the moonlight shining on the plain plate.

It's so embarrassing that I can't eat with three thanks.

Jiyu Wangchuanzhuang. Wang Wei Jiyu empty forest fireworks late, steaming quinoa and cooking millet.

Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the overcast summer trees.

In the mountains, I learn to watch the hibiscus trees quietly, and under the pine tree, I fold the dew sunflowers in my clear house.

If the old man in the wild fights with others, why should the seagull be more suspicious?

2. What are some of Du Fu's poems about food? From Beijing to Fengxian County, 500 words of eulogies Du Fu Du Ling has commoners, but his carelessness turns clumsy.

What a fool to commit oneself!

Stealing Biji and Deed.

It actually fell into a gourd, and the white head was sweet and broad.

The matter of covering the coffin is over, and this ambition is often coveted.

Worrying about Li Yuan in the poor years, sighing at the heat in the intestines.

Making fun of classmates is so intense.

It is not without the will of the rivers and seas, and the sun and the moon are sent away gracefully; when I was born to meet the kings of Yao and Shun, I could not bear to say goodbye forever.

Today’s corridors, temples, and buildings are all in short supply.

Kui Huo leans toward the sun, and its physical properties are solid and hard to snatch away.

Looking at the ants, they only seek their own nests; Hu is a huge whale, and they often want to attack Ming Bo?

This is because I have misunderstood my physiology, and I am ashamed of myself.

From now on, can you bear to be dust?

In the end, I felt ashamed of my nest and my home, and could not change my relationship.

Drink and chat to make yourself comfortable, and sing to relieve your sorrow.

At the end of the year, the grass is gone, and the high hills are cracked by the strong wind.

Tianqu is cloudy and majestic, and the guests are in the middle of the night.

The frost is severe and the belt is broken, and the finger cannot be knotted.

Passing through Lishan Mountain in the early morning, the royal couch was lying on the ground.

Chi Yousai stood in the cold sky and trod on the slippery cliffs and valleys.

The Qi of Yaochi is sluggish, and the feathers and forests are in a state of chaos.

The monarch and his ministers stayed and entertained, and the joy moved Yin to entanglement.

Those who give baths all have long tassels, and those who give banquets are not short brown.

The silk fabrics divided by Tongting originated from Hannu.

He whipped his husband's family and gathered tribute in the city.

The saint's basket is full of kindness, and he really wants the country to live.

If I suddenly become wise, how can I abandon this thing?

The imperial court is full of people, and the benevolent should tremble!

Kuang heard that the gold plate inside was all in Weihuo's room.

There are dancing gods in the middle hall, and the smoke is covered with jade.

The warm guest is the sable fur, and the sorrowful management is chasing the clear harp.

Treat guests to camel hoof soup, frosted orange and tangerine.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

The prosperity and decline are so close, and the melancholy is difficult to describe again.

Beiyuan leads to Jingwei, and Guandu changes course again.

The water flows down from the west and is as high as the eye can see.

It is suspected that it is coming from Kongtong, and I am afraid that it will break the Tianzhu.

Fortunately, the river beam is not blocked, and the branches can be heard sounding.

Travelers rely on each other, Sichuan and Guangdong cannot be crossed.

The old wife lives in a different county and is separated by ten people from each other in the wind and snow.

Who can ignore it for a long time?

I am hungry and thirsty.

When I heard the howl at the entrance, my young son died of hunger!

I would rather give up and mourn, and I will sob in the alleys.

I am ashamed to be a father, and I will die young if I don’t have enough food.

Little did he know that in the autumn harvest, there is poverty and haste.

Life should be exempted from rent and tax, and the name should not be subject to conquest.

The traces of caressing are still sour and pungent, and the average person is solid and crumbly.

I meditate on the unemployed, because I miss the soldiers far away.

Worry ends with Qi Zhongnan, but the hole cannot be broken.

There is another song: Who can ignore it for a long time and go to bed to be hungry and thirsty.

When I heard the howl at the entrance, my youngest son died of hunger.

I would rather give up and mourn, and I will sob in the alleys.

I am ashamed to be a father, and I will die young if I don’t have enough food.

3. Poems about food 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",

"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."