1. What are the poems describing the "inn"

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Time of "Cui Shi for Hotel": Tang Author: Zhang Bai

Cuijia wine in Wuling City, there should be nothing in the sky on the ground.

the southern Taoist priest drank a bucket and lay down at the mouth of Baiyun deep cave.

2. Five Poems of Crossing a Restaurant (One Topic is Hotel Wall)

Date: Tang Author: Wang Ji

Luoyang has no mansion, but Chang 'an lacks its owner. Gold is not sold out, only for the poor restaurant.

it's not a matter of nourishing the spirit to be drunk for a long time. Seeing that people are drunk, why not wake up alone?

The bamboo leaves are green and the Pu Tao is reddish. If we meet endlessly, we will be empty for whom.

if you know how to drink wine, you will be led by Mo Qiang. If you lean on the stove, you will sleep, and the horizontal urn will be enough to sleep.

if a guest needs to be taught to drink, don't sell it if you have no money. I'm ashamed of the restaurant because I've been talking for a long time.

3.

Year of "What I See in the Book of Spring": Song Author: Wu Longhan

The cold clouds are bleak and the dusk is low, and the drums of the society are increasingly eager for the west.

The hotel is covered by weeping willows across the bank, and the wind curtain moves to reflect the cold stream.

4 Twelve Poems on Bamboo Branches

Date: Ming Author: Wang Shucheng

Yangliuqing Hotel door, A Lang blowing fire concubine opened a bottle.

when a daughter sells articles, she doesn't remember the calf's nose.

5.

A Gift to Hotel Hu Ji

Year: Tang Author: He Chao

Hu Jichun Hotel, the stringed instrument is a night instrument. The red feather spreads the crescent moon, and the mink fur sits on the thin frost.

Carp is silver carp in Yupan, and Jin Ding is cooking sheep. The guests have no rest, and they listen to music and enjoy the world. 2. What are the poems about inns?

1. Some people are always passers-by.

You are like an inn. You can only provide accommodation, but you can't ask people to stay permanently.

Because you are not a destination.

And we all think that the future is so long and the road is so far. Who knows where the destination is?

2. Wine sellers in Tsing Yi celebrate the Chinese New Year, and the rain draws curtains and the long street draws sleep. Never tire of poetry and pen, mention pen and ink, the world of mortals inn If you meet by chance, you will have a heart, and your love words will be deep, and your lover will be absent as soon as possible. In the old days, children appeared several times, and the peach garden was in chaos, and the spring breeze was on the side. Where do you see ordinary lanes? Willow piles of smoke and goes deep into the courtyard. -Gongzixiao's Original Ancient Style Sentence

3. Between two big rivers, in the country inn where you used to rest, I finally heard a voice: majestic, solid and steady, like a strong peony blooming late in Chang 'an. In a gloomy era, you are the only soul-Xichuan's Du Fu

4. In the early spring of 1997, A Zhen died. At the end of 1998, Zhong Shu passed away. The three of us were separated. Lost so easily. "Good things in the world are not firm, and colorful clouds are easy to scatter and glass is brittle". Now, I am the only one left. I clearly see that the apartment that used to be "our home" is just an inn on the trip. Where is home? I don't know. I'm still looking for my way home. -the three of us by yang Jiang

5. the prodigal son wandered in the desert, and the lonely old lady built an iron fortress in the forest. after the accountant retired, she opened an inn. A free life usually has no other half. -Zhang Jiajia

6. The wind in the world of mortals is like a knife, and the shower falls, and fate knocks. No one in Wulin leads the coquettish, but I only bend my back for you. -vincent fang's "Red Dust Inn"

7. Those who are rich in heaven and earth, those who travel against everything, those who spend time, are passers-by for hundreds of generations. Since you and I live in this big inn, we will naturally want to see what is in every room in the inn. -fishy Joy of Life

8. You shed tears all over the paper. Love and hate are like freehand brushwork landscape paintings. -vincent fang's "Red Dust Inn"

9. Probably like this, if there is no castle, you will live in an inn; There is no inn; If you can't find the inn, just wander.

1. In this life, passers-by come and go, just like a stack of inns, which belong to no one's hometown or their own.

11. Mercy Inn Mercy drinks three cups of green tea and smells like flowers. -

12. Life is suffering. Being able to love and love is the greatest mercy given by God. A compassionate person can see an inn called Compassion Inn in the saddest time-even Compassion Inn in March

13. I just want to have a cup of tea with you in front of the inn. I have to go on my way again.

14. Welcome to the inn to reward guests: beautiful women come out of the bath and watch for free! ""Ask talented scholars and poets to compose poems on the screen, and excellent works will be hung and posted in our shop window for Dongchang people to pay tribute to-overnight fame is no longer your dream! -the world returns to the Yuan Dynasty

15. I talk about fate, just as Zen meditation does not talk. -vincent fang's "Red Dust Inn" 3. Poems about eating

1. "Travel again" Han Dynasty: Anonymous

Original text:

Thinking of your husband makes you old, and the years are getting late.

don't go back to the road if you give up your donation, and try to add more meals.

Translation: Wanderers from other places don't want to return. Just because I miss you, I am getting old, and another year is coming to an end quickly. There are still many things I don't say. I just wish you take care and don't suffer from hunger and cold.

2, "Tour Shanxi Village" Song Dynasty: Lu You

Original:

Don't laugh at the farmer's wine and wine, and keep enough chickens and dolphins in good years.

there is no way for mountains and rivers to return to doubt, and there is another village.

translation: Don't laugh that the wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month is cloudy and not mellow, and the farmer's hospitality dishes in the harvest year are very rich. The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns, and I am worried that there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appears between the willows and the flowers.

3. "Huanxisha, drizzle and oblique wind make Han Xiao" Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Original:

The drizzle and oblique wind make Han Xiao, and the light smoke scatters the willow and the beautiful beach. It's getting longer and longer to enter Huaihai and Qingluo.

Snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon, and Artemisia Polygonatum shoots try spring dishes. Human taste is pure joy.

It's drizzling and windy in winter morning, and it's slightly cold. Light smoke and sparse willows make the beach behind Chu Qing more charming. After Luojian River entered the Huai River, the water potential was boundless. Good milky white tea accompanied by fresh emerald-like spring vegetables, this picnic tastes really good. What really tastes in the world is light happiness.

4. "I heard about a pre-spring dinner inviter's play seven days ago in beginning of spring" Song Dynasty: Lu You

Original text:

The buds and vegetables are green and red, and the dishes are laughing.

a loaf of bread is empty, and I hate it. How many spring breeze will there be in my old age?

The tender buds of Polygonum hydropiper are fresh and green, and the dinner table is full of laughter. Looking at the man who didn't separate the cake, I don't know how many years there will be when he is old.

5, "Cooking Porridge" Qing Dynasty: You Dong

Original:

Last year, thousands of people scattered rice, and this year, only a few hundred people cooked porridge.

last year, I finished my clothes. This year, I sip porridge and see skin and bones.

There were thousands of people when rice was delivered last year, and only a few hundred people cooked porridge this year. Last year, the rice collector had complete clothes, but this year, I saw that all the porridge collectors were skinny. 4. Famous sentences or ancient poems about quiet dining

Many birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

The spring tide brings rain late and comes in a hurry, and no one crosses the boat on the wild. -Wei Yingwu's "at chuzhou on the western stream"

and a thousand sounds are quieted, but the bell is silent. -Chang Jian a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple

a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

The cicada makes the forest quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. -Wang Ji's "Entering Ruoyexi"

People are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. -Wang Wei's

Bird's Singing Stream

how wide the world was, how close the trees to heaven, and how clear in the water the nearness of the moon!. -Meng Haoran's a night-mooring on the jiande river

Birds stay in trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door. -Jia Dao's

The sunset and the lonely Qi Fei, the autumn water * * * the sky is the same. -Wang Bo's Preface to Tengwang Pavilion 5. An ancient poem about eating

Su Shi's Eating Pork

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.

on February 19th, I took Chinese liquor perch over Zhan to eat Sophora japonica leaves and cold-washed Su Shi.

Loquat is ripe with golden beads, and mulberry leaves are the first to taste jade maggots.

I'll borrow ten hanging lotus flowers for the time being, and water five books on an empty stomach.

green floating egg bowl cake of Sophora japonica bud, red-dot ice-plate fish of Epinephelus sinensis.

Sushi in Huanxisha

The drizzle makes a slight chill,

The light smoke scatters the willows and clears the sunny beach.

It's getting longer and longer to enter Huai and Qing Luo,

Snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon light.

Artemisia scoparia shoots try spring dishes,

The human taste is pure joy.

beginning of spring heard of a pre-made spring dish seven days ago.

a loaf of bread is empty, and I hate it. How many spring breeze will there be in my old age?

eat tea porridge for storing Guangxi

when the summer heat is strong, the birds are still.

miss your majesty's lofty virtues, and get rid of your clothes in the mountains.

A few pieces of clouds were far away, which once did not cover the glow.

stay for a long time has tea porridge, and I have fern.

our house is not far away, and we will return at dusk.

porridge cooking is especially popular.

Last year, thousands of people scattered rice, and this year, only a few hundred people cooked porridge.

last year, I finished my clothes. This year, I sip porridge and see skin and bones.

Bai Juyi who eats 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.

purple boughs are old brocade, while plain muscles are 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.

don't hesitate to eat, and the south wind blows bamboo.

five ancient times eating bamboo shoots

this state is a bamboo township, and bamboo shoots are 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 cooking oven and cook it at the same time as the rice.

purple boughs are old brocade, while plain muscles are 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.

don't hesitate to eat, and the south wind blows bamboo. 6. What are the poems about eating?

Do what you want to do, and leave your life.

thousands of miles apart, each in a single day. The road is long and the meeting is safe.

Humayi winds north, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest. The longer they separated from each other, the more wide they became, the more emaciation they were.

clouds cover the day, and wanderers ignore it. Just because I want you to make me old, another year is very fast to the end of the year.

don't go back to the road if you give up your donation, and try to add more meals. 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 that your husband really cares. 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 water five books on an empty stomach. Green floating egg bowl Sophora japonica bud cake, red-dot ice-plate squid.

Sushi's drizzle in Huanxi makes a slight chill, and the light smoke scatters the willows and the clear 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 human taste 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 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.

miss your majesty's lofty virtues, and get rid of your clothes in the mountains. Several pieces of clouds were far away, and they were not covered with brightness.

stay for a long time has tea porridge, and I have fern. Our house is not far away, and we will return at dusk.

You Dong, a porridge maker, scattered thousands of people last year, and only a few hundred people cooked porridge this year. Last year, I finished my clothes, but this year I sip porridge and see skin and bones.

Bai Juyi, who eats bamboo shoots, is a bamboo town, 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.

purple boughs are old brocade, while plain muscles are 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 times 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.

purple boughs are old brocade, while plain muscles are 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 all over the border, fat body, red face and string 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 ponkan sings delicious and thick fresh fruit, and it smells like invigorating the spleen and moistening the lungs in Kyushu. 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 world-famous. Fish will be on the market next year, and the delicious food will be salivating with wine.

green food is the god of natural food, and it returns to the truth. Green and pollution-free, mellow and healthy.

the fields are thousands of miles long, and the shed is in spring at four seasons. A simple meal is full of tea, and green vegetables are precious.

Green Water Teahouse is a warm and elegant room where people feel at home and laugh 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 treasured 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 hill and enter the factory, clean your body and dress. Look at the selection of materials, fine workmanship and hardcover products.

natural food is green and homely. Crystal clear, jade fragrance.

swim in the commercial sea, and travel far to the east. There are thousands of flowers, thousands of households, and thousands of people. 7. What are the poems describing the "inn"

1. The year of "Giving Hotel Cui Shi": Tang Author: Cuijia Liquor in Zhangbai Wuling Town, there should be nothing in the sky on the ground.

the southern Taoist priest drank a bucket and lay down at the mouth of Baiyun deep cave. 2, "five restaurants (a topic hotel wall)" Time: Tang Author: Wang Ji Luoyang no mansion, Chang 'an lack of owners.

the gold is not sold out, only because the restaurant is poor. It's not a matter of nourishing the spirit to be drunk for a long time.

when people are completely drunk, why not wake up alone? The bamboo leaves are even green, and Pu Tao is reddish.

if we meet endlessly, it will be empty for who else. Know how to drink wine, but Mo Qiang leads everyone.

if you lean on the stove, you will sleep, but if you lean on the urn, you will sleep. If you have a guest, you must teach him to drink, but if you have no money, don't sell it.

I'm ashamed that I've been talking for a long time. 3, "Spring Book See" Year: Song Author: Wu Longhan cold clouds, the desert dusk is low, and the drums of the society are increasingly eager to the west.

across the bank