Poems about smoke curling 1. Poems about smoke curling
1.
—— Wang Wei's translation of "The Embarkation to the Frontier": Lonely smoke rises straight in the vast desert, and the sunset on the endless Yellow River is round. 2. sunset lingers at the ferry, supper-smoke floats up from the houses.
-Wang Wei's translation of a message from my lodge at wangchuan to pei di: The sun is about to set on the other side of the ferry, and the smoke from the village is drifting away. 3, blue sky, yellow leaf land; Autumn is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.
—— Fan Zhongyan's translation of Su Curtain Covering Nostalgia: Blue sky with blue clouds, earth with yellow leaves flying, autumn scenery connected with water waves in the river, and the waves were filled with green and cold smoke. 4, the distant village, the smoke in Yiyi Market.
-Tao Yuanming's translation of "Returning to the Garden": The neighboring village houses are faintly visible in the distance, and smoke from the kitchen is floating in the village. 5. Four hundred and eighty temples in the southern dynasties, how many towers are in the misty rain.
-Du Mu's translation of Jiangnan Spring: There are more than 48 ancient temples left over from the Southern Dynasties, and countless towers are all shrouded in wind, smoke, clouds and rain. 6, Bi Sui smoke when the tree is straight, green-striped streams take advantage of Qiaowan.
—— Fan Chengda's translation of "Early Flowing Under the Bamboo": The kitchen smoke at the head of the village, shaped like blue ripples, turned a corner when it reached the bridge. 7, smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.
—— Du Mu's translation of Bo Qinhuai: misty smoke permeates the vast cold river, and the bright moon shines on the white sand house. 8. Candles were passed in the Han Palace at sunset, and light smoke was scattered into Wuhou's home.
—— Han Yi's translation of Cold Food: As night fell, the palace was busy handing out candles, and smoke curled into the homes of princes and nobles. 9. Drive away the smoke and find the households, and roll the fog out of the mountains.
-Wang Bo's translation of "Wing the Wind": It blows away the smoke clouds in the mountains, sweeps away the mist in the mountains, and shows the houses beside the mountain stream. 1, faint flying bridge across the wild smoke, rocky west asked fishing boats.
-Zhang Xu's Peach Blossom Creek: A Gao Qiao appeared through clouds and asked about fishing boats on the west bank of the rock.
2. What are the poems describing cooking smoke?
1. "Remembering Qin E Mei Xie"
Song Dynasty: Liu Kezhuang
Mei Xie, blocking the wall and freezing the rainbow, returned early. Hong returned early, asked by Iraq, and left the old man behind.
the noise in the west of Zhejiang is quiet, and there is less smoke when going to the north of Huaihe River. Cooking smoke is less. Xuanhe Palace, cold smoke decays grass.
Translation:
The plum blossoms have withered, the ice and snow in the northern border have melted, and the geese have flown north early. I'm going to entrust the wild goose that returned to the north, and ask it to greet the elders in the hometown of the old capital. The frontline area is sparsely defended, and the sound of the border is silent. The north of the Huaihe River occupied by the Jin people is sparsely populated. The once prosperous and extravagant Xuanhe Palace has withered grass everywhere, and the dust fills the air.
2.
Song Dynasty: Sun Yong
a little smoke in Zhuli Village, people shut their doors in the rain.
a few good birds don't know where they are, and a thousand vines are faint.
Translation:
Smoke billowed from the green bamboo forest, only to know that there was a small village deep in the bamboo forest. When I approached, I found that people's doors in the village were closed early because of the rain. At this time, there were bursts of birds calling from the bamboo forest, but the position of birds could not be found in the huge bamboo forest, only long vines and ancient trees in the evening were seen.
3.
Picking mulberry seeds in Tonglu boat
In Qing Dynasty, Tao Yuanzao
The floating family was not afraid of the wind and waves, so he stopped cooking and smoked tea, and slept with Sha Ou at leisure.
In the evening, people gather for quiet birds and fish. On the moon, they go to the river bank, near the cable system rock, and the mountain shadows are singing in a boat.
Translation:
The river is still surging with wind, and just after eating, brew tea drinks slowly, lying in the boat, letting his thoughts swim in the sky with Sha Ou, and slowly falling asleep with his pillow in his hand. Darkness arrival, silence, light rain groups in the water gathered to play. The moon is high in the sky, the river is sparkling, and the boat is tied to the rock, which is integrated with this quiet night.
4.
Returning to the Garden, Part I
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming
Warm and distant people's village, smoke in Yiyi Market.
in the deep lane where dogs bark, chickens crow and mulberry trees jump.
Translation:
The neighboring village houses are faintly visible in the distance, and smoke from kitchen chimneys is floating in the village. There were several barks in the deep lane, and a rooster kept crowing at the top of the mulberry tree.
5, "Cold Food"
Tang Dynasty: Han Yi
Spring City is full of flowers, and the cold food is easterly and willows are oblique.
At dusk, candles were passed in the Han Palace, and light smoke was scattered into the house of the Five Emperors.
Translation:
In late spring, catkins are flying and falling red everywhere in Chang 'an, and the east wind blows the willow branches in the royal garden during the Cold Food Festival. As night fell, the palace was busy handing out candles, and smoke curled into the homes of princes and nobles.
3. Ancient poems describing cooking smoke
1. Sparing the forest, a little cooking smoke
Song
Zhou Bangyan's
An inch of gold, a state with a pale cliff
2. Tian She's cooking smoke often hides the wild
Song
Hong Shi
Looking at Jiangnan/Recalling Jiangnan. From the time of a little cooking smoke
Song
Lu You
Remembering an Old Friend in Taoyuan, Lonely in the Setting Sun and Closing Chai Men
5. Recognizing cooking smoke
Song
Zhang Xiaoxiang
Dolly Jing Xiao Shu
6. Cooking smoke is a little lonely in the village
Song < The smoke left in the chaotic clouds is taken to
Song
Xin Qiji
"Partridge Days, Thousand Feet of Thunder in Qingxi"
8. The smoke from the kitchen in the old year is about to break
Song
Xin Qiji
"Man Jiang Hong, I am interested in the monarch"
9. In the wild kitchen smoke
Song
Liu Guo
Liu Zhou's Song Tou Chang Huai
11. Liu Ying's family started cooking smoke
Song
Gao Guanguo
Liu Chun Ling Broken Xia Low Reflection
12. See the smoke from the kitchen rising again
Song Dynasty
Yellow Machine
Qinyuan Spring and Sun Crossing the West Window
14. Smoke from the kitchen is shared by three families
Song Dynasty
Liu Kezhuang
Treading on the Shaxing Sun and Moon Jumping Pills
15. Going to the north of Huaihe River to smoke from the kitchen is less
Song Dynasty < Less cooking smoke
Song
Liu Kezhuang
"Remembering Qin E Mei Xie"
4. What are the poems about "cooking smoke"
1. "Remembering the old friends in Taoyuan"
Song Luyou
seems like a real world. After staying for seventy days, he was ordered to attend Chengdu Rongmu and left. Before leaving, I made a poem about my old friend in Taoyuan.
the setting sun is silent and Chai Men is closed. It starts at 1: when cooking smoke. Chickens and dogs travel outside the forest. Everyone has a bleak meaning.
when an old man is old, he will neglect his wealth and gain benefits. I absolutely love the mountain city. Going to paint the building frequently depends on it. When will you come back here?
2. Cangtan
Song Luyou
The centurion is helping to paddle, but the boat is silent.
in a short time, people were silent and quiet, but I heard that a hundred feet turned into two cars.
Oops, the dumb car turned nasty, and the boatman was already standing in Shaji.
the village of fog and reed shines red, and the smoke in the fishing house is wet after the rain.
Looking back at my hometown, I've been to Qian Shan, and the first beach is at the beginning of Shangxia.
Teenagers also admire official amusement, and only when they vote for the old can they know it is hard to go.
3. Dark Days in September
Song Luyou
The smoke from the kitchen is lonely, and the sleepy birds return in cold days.
A number of trees reflect the pale cypress, and the heavenly work is interpreted as Fan Kuanshan.
4. "Late Autumn"
Song Luyou
Clear autumn is a new year, full of red maple and white apple.
the old friend's book in the sea is cut off, but the Tingzhou Gull is close to each other.
5. qingping le
song shiyue
the water is far away, and the smoke is cold across the bank.
ten miles of weeping willows shake the tender shadows. Wake up after drinking and worrying.
6.
Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty
The grass is dotted with flowers and the willows at the water's edge are slanting.
I don't know who is fishing at dusk.
7.
Qing Wangbin
Walking on the snow bridge and visiting Meixiqu. The spring breeze first breaks the jade at the top of the tree. Every village hut cooks smoke at night, and it is more important to find village wine to wear the hut.
8.
Tang Wangwei
If a bicycle wants to ask the side, it belongs to the country and has lived for a long time.
collect the wild goose from Hansai and return it to Wu day.
the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
Xiao Guan is always riding in Yanran.
9.
Song Luyou
Momo Kitchen Smoke Village is far and near, and it is full of drums and drums in the west and east in winter and winter.
the ancient road with three forks is in the ruins, and a piece of Qingjiang River is in the haze.
foreign things have been forgotten, and the old man has no companion.
it's cold and lonely, and it's late, and I see a floating life and a poor one.
1.
Returning to the Garden
Jin Tao Yuanming
There is no vulgar rhyme, and the nature loves Qiushan.
I fell into the dust net by mistake for thirteen years.
a captive bird is nostalgic for the old forest, and a fish in the pond misses its source.
open up wasteland and return to the garden.
there are more than ten acres of square houses and 89 thatched houses.
the back eaves of Liu Yin elm, in front of Taoli Luotang.
it's warm and distant, and there's smoke in yiyi market.
in the deep lane where dogs bark, chickens crow and mulberry trees jump.
there is no dust and clutter in the family, and there is leisure in the virtual room.
after being in a cage for a long time, it's back to nature.
5. Poems containing kitchen smoke
Butterfly Lovers (Chen Sanpin)
The west of the city is surrounded by mountains. Duck green scales, pat the bank of Hengtang. A gust of east wind blows. Looking at it, I feel that the lonely sail is far away. I hate to find fragrance late. The old mulberry is thick, and the farming affairs are everywhere. The mountain bird advised the officials to drink cheap. Cooking smoke and listening to reeling cocoons in deep alleys.
Shui Long Yin (Chou Yuan)
Xiaoxing shot low and relaxed, but when she was cold, her pillow was still careless. Cooking smoke amuses the house, people talk in the next room, and luggage before the shovel. Frost slides flat bridge, fog fades grass, and time flows. Saddle alone, cold and full of sleeves, into the oblique moon, empty mountains. Suggest the tip of the whip. At the edge of the wine flag, Chai Men closed again. Divide water and ink, because the wind wants to send, plum blossom Wan Li. The treasure account is careless in spring, but it is believed in dreams, and some people are haggard. When you come back, don't lean on the new cavity, but change your tears and worry about paper.
Make an early start under the bamboo (Fan Chengda)
After finishing the morning makeup, I broke the slight cold and talked wearily across the saddle.
row through the thin mist to see how many mountains overlap.
when the trees are straight, the green-striped streams take advantage of the bridge bay.
the birds are like welcoming guests, and they are in the midst of feelings and thoughts.
stay in the spring (look at the country highly)
The sunset is low, the bridge is flowing, and the river is flat and far away. Liuying people smoke, like Jiang Nanan. Immediately, the east wind blows drunk noodles. Ask who cares. In the flowers, we sing and drink, and ask when we will meet again.
Sub-rhyme Zi Zhan and Shu Yaowen pray for snow, fog, pigs and springs to sing in harmony (Huang Tingjian)
The old farmer is hungry for people's stomachs in the new year, and he wants to see four hills of rain.
Lin threw herself at the baby, so I don't know if the cook doesn't cry.
it is not said that there is no smoke in every household, and the silk snail saliva passes through the spindle.
Make Jun Min Xue tasteless, and cook sweet wormwood with salt.
Qiyun scissors should invade muscles, but the frost will remain green if it doesn't kill grass.
Ghosts are lingering in the mist of the western hills, and the fat, wine and fragrance are not profaned.
I'd rather be blamed on Ge Beiyuan for my humble obedience to Dong Fu.
Dr. Qi, the official of Buzai Temple, was exposed to the cliff.
please don't draw, and you will cry when you cross the river.
The raw goose has not dried its neck blood, and the wind and the horse can ride hand in hand.
A hundred-mile banner sprinkled with jade flowers made the monarch move the dragon and snake to sting.
the old farmer is happy to have an affair in spring, and he calls for a meal.
Doctor, don't sigh that you are tired from work. Next year, wheat and rice will slip.
Fa Baishakou's second long reed (Huang Tingjian)
You saved the beginning and the end, and I took control of the middle power.
the hanging mat is full of wind force, such as a strong crossbow string.
Bai Shankou is released in the morning, and the long reed sees smoke from the kitchen.
a leaf holds the autumn rain, and the Cangjiang River is a hundred feet boat.
looking back at the world turmoil, who can keep it for years?
miss the past and benefit the region, and deal with the world.
the avenue is very leisure, and everything is not wasted.
who knows, with a clear vision, the old mountains and rivers will be improved.
Songfeng Pavilion in Wuchang (Huang Tingjian)
Building a pavilion by the mountain can see Pingchuan, and jumping into the rafters at night.
it's appropriate for me to be named.
Lao Song has been a burly man for hundreds of years, but he can be forgiven by an axe.
the wind sings fifty strings, and you don't need a bodhisattva spring to wash your ears.
Jia Ersan's son is very virtuous, and he helps the poor to buy a drunken feast.
when the rain is singing in the corridor at night, you will not return to the monk's blanket.
the spring is dry and the stone is flowing again, and the mountains and rivers are shining for me.
wild monks can't be hungry early, but they know that there is smoke in the cold stream.
Taoist Dongpo has sunk in the spring. When will Zhang Hou come to your eyes?
You can sleep in the daytime when the fishing platform is stormy, and you can watch the dragon's entanglement in Yiting.
I'm relieved of my detention, and I'm carrying my friends around in the boat.
Yuzhiyuan (Huang Tingjian)
Xiaoxiang water is born in spring, and the wind is singing in the valley.
through the misty rain, make the floc clear and graceful.
On the famous garden, visit Zhuge, and then visit the former.
if you ask the people who lived in the past, there is no smoke in the kitchen.
life must be rich.
the river is clear and rippling.
a hundred years * * * like this, Ann is crying.
it's a good thing that the marquis of Jiang is happy with his staff.
the car is loaded with bones in the stream, and the pushing and discharging is poor.
tired of looking at Confucius' face, Chou Shi turned into a beautiful girl.
I can't help feeling that you advised me to get drunk.
if you mess with my eyes, the flowers will fall.
actions need people's help, which can make a solid stone.
I love the Leishi piano, and the soup sends out the bamboo strings.
but most people who hate music lovers die with them.
there is a sin of poetry in one's life, such as being incurable.
it's time to correct the pain, and three troubles are repeated.
looking at Jiangnan/remembering Jiangnan (Hongshi)
I died at the age of old, and the summer drought returned to Qiuyang. Ten rains and five winds are all destined, and every effort is made to be a disaster. How can a small county be banned? Lao Dai word, Hui Lu QIA Ding Huang. In Tian She, the smoke from cooking often hides the wild, and the residents do not leave their homes. Zudao exemption? Grain.
Qinyuanchun (Yellow Machine)
When the sun passes the west window, the guest sleeps and dreams back, and the court is empty. Remember the begonia cave, the mud treasure, the shelf, and the oil wall car. Drunk ink poems, roses show their weight, and the walls are full of flying crows. Strive to know, drift to the present, look at the horizon. Half of Momo is steaming. On both sides of the strait, the weeping willows have not been spent. Then you can relieve the mink and wine, kill the spring hatred, measure the beads to buy a smile and reward the years. Opposite the castle peak, I can't move it, saying that I will stop suffering with the floating clouds. Deep in the mountains, when you see smoke rising again, you know someone else.
6. What are the poems related to "cooking smoke"
1. sunset lingers at the ferry, supper-smoke floats up from the houses. ── Wang Wei
Interpretation: When the sun sets, the water on the ferry is sparkling, reflecting the afterglow of the sun; A wisp of kitchen smoke rises slowly in the quiet village.
2. The solitary smoke in the fishing market is cold and blue, and the remnant Wu Ye in the water village is worried about red. ── Liu Yong
Interpretation: The antithesis is very skillful. The fishing market and the water village draw a picture of a bleak autumn scenery by the river: blue smoke columns wander alone in the chilly autumn air, and the bloody sunset is dyed red.
3. From the lonely village to the wild goose horizon. ── Meng Haoran
Interpretation: Looking around, there is a vast wilderness, and I don't know where the mountains and rivers in my hometown are.
4. depression and loneliness,