1. Poems about the curling smoke from the kitchen. Poems about the curling smoke from the kitchen. 1. What are the poems that describe the smoke from the kitchen? 1. The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river.

——Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress" Translation: The solitary smoke rises straight up in the vast desert, and the setting sun is perfect on the endless Yellow River.

2. The sun is still setting over the ferry, and the lonely smoke is rising in the ruins.

——Wang Wei's "Wangchuan Leisure Residence Presented to Pei Xiu Caidi" Translation: The sun is about to set over the ferry, and the smoke from the village is drifting away.

3. The sky is blue and the leaves are yellow on the ground; the autumn colors are in waves, and the waves are green with cold smoke.

——Fan Zhongyan's "Su Muzhe·Nostalgia" Translation: The blue sky with floating blue clouds, the earth with flying yellow leaves, the autumn scenery connects the water waves in the river, and the waves are filled with green and cold smoke.

4. The distant village is warm and the smoke is lingering in the ruins.

——Tao Yuanming, "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields, Part 1" Translation: The neighboring village houses are faintly visible in the distance, and smoke from the kitchen is floating in the village.

5. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist.

——Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun" Translation: There are more than 480 ancient temples and countless towers left over from the Southern Dynasties, all shrouded in wind, smoke, clouds and rain.

6. The green smoke from the kitchen is as straight as the trees, and the green-lined stream is at the bridge bay.

——Fan Chengda's "Early Departure under the Bamboo" Translation: The smoke from the village is like a blue ripple, and when it reaches the bridge, it also takes advantage of the momentum and turns a corner.

7. The smoke is in the cold water, the moon is in the sand, and I stay in Qinhuai at night near the restaurant.

——Du Mu's "Mooring at Qinhuai" Translation: The vast cold river is filled with misty smoke, and the clear brilliance of the bright moon shines on the white sand.

8. At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the five princes.

——Han Hong's "Cold Food" Translation: As night falls, the palace is busy passing candles around, and the smoke from cooking chimneys disperses into the homes of princes and nobles.

9. Drive away the smoke to find the stream house, and roll the fog out of the mountain.

——Wang Bo's "Ode to the Wind" Translation: It blew away the smoke and clouds in the mountains, swept away the mist in the mountains, and revealed the houses beside the streams on the mountains.

10. The flying bridge is faintly separated by the wild smoke, and the fishing boats are on the west bank of Shiji.

——Zhang Xu "Peach Blossom Stream" Translation: A high bridge appeared through the clouds and smoke, asking about fishing boats on the west bank of the rock.

2. What are the poems about "smoke"? 1. "Remembering Old Friends in Taoyuan" by Lu You, Song Dynasty It's like a world away.

I stayed for seventy days and was ordered to join the army in Chengdu and leave.

Before leaving, I moved to Jingjing and wrote a poem in memory of old friends in Taoyuan.

The setting sun is silent and the firewood gate is closed.

A little smoke rises.

Chickens and dogs come and go outside the forest.

All have the meaning of Xiao Ran.

When the old man is old, he will lose his glory and wealth.

Absolutely love the mountain city for nothing.

Before going to the painting building, I often leaned against it.

When will I come here again?

2. "Cangtan" by Lu You, Song Dynasty A hundred men were helping to sing the oars, but the people on the other side of the boat were speechless.

For a moment, people dispersed and there was no noise, except for the sound of two cars turning around a hundred feet away.

The dumb car turned urgent, and the boatman was already standing on the sand.

The fog collects and the reeds in the village are illuminated red, and the fishermen's houses are damp with smoke after the rain.

Looking back on my hometown, I have reached thousands of mountains, and I first passed the first beach when I went up the gorge.

The young man also admires the official for his pleasures, and turns to the old man to know that the journey is difficult.

3. "Work on a Dark Day in September" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty The Hengmen in the desert is silent with smoke from cooking stoves, and the birds are returning in the cold sun.

Countless red maples reflect the blue cypress trees, and the work of heaven is called Fan Kuan Mountain.

4. "Late Autumn" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty Qingqiu is another new year, and the eyes are full of red maples reflecting white apples.

There are no letters to old friends at home, but the gulls and herons of Tingzhou are close to each other.

5. "Qing Ping Le" by Shi Yue of the Song Dynasty The water is far away and the flowers are quiet, and the smoke from the cooking stove is cold on the other side.

Ten miles of weeping poplar trees shake their tender shadows.

I wake up from hangovers and worries.

6. "West Taiyi Palace Tower" by Wang Anshi, Song Dynasty. Lotus flowers are scattered on the grass and willows are slanting by the water.

At dusk, the smoke from the kitchen rises alone, and I don’t know who owns the fishing net.

7. "Walking on the Shasha, Long Steps on the Clear Snow" by Wang Bin, Qing Dynasty. Walking on the snowy bridge, visiting Meixi Qu.

The first spring breeze breaks the jade on the tips.

The thatched huts in every village are filled with smoke from cooking fires at night, and even more wine is found in the villages.

8. "The Envoy to the Fortress" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. The bicycle wants to ask about the border, but the country belongs to the country and is in Yan.

Zheng Peng left the Han Dynasty, returned to Yan and entered Wu Tian.

The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the sun is setting over the long river.

When Xiao Guan is waiting to ride, he will always protect Yan Ran.

9. "Late Steps in Shebei" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty The Chuiyan Village in Momo is far and near, and the Nuo drums are played in the east and west in winter.

In the ruins of Sanwu Road, there is a clear river in the mist.

Foreign objects have been forgotten, like abandoned clothes, and I am old and without a companion.

It's cold and lonely, the fence gate is late, and Fusheng is one year old and poor again.