A poem that begins with the word "Wei"

Poems about Wei 1. Poems with the word "Wei"

Sinus group

I don't know Huating. Who knows after defending our country? Paint crane

Liu Kezhuang

The more beautiful a prostitute is, the more beautiful she is. Vivian is a well-known loser. Third,

Song boren

Ren Wei feels that Jean and Joan Cong are not allowed to report. The plum blossom XiShen is divided into eleven small nuclei and sixteen branches.

Chengda Fan

Defend your feet, protect your reason, forget your troubles and help you have fun. Zhao Chang Four Seasons Flower Map II: Sunflowers and Hemerocallis

Zhang Yuankai

Soldiers raise rice and salt, and Wei detains grammar. The ninth of Wu Chu's twelve ballads.

Li Mengyang

Wei Huogan city is old, and Iquiding is new. Four pieces of nerve music

Shao Bao

Chu Yunmeng Xiaoxiang, Wei Qi 'ao. Aoweng Dongzhuang's Mixed Use of 92 Bamboo Fields

2. What are the poems about chefs?

1, the bride of Tang Dynasty-Wang Jian

Come to the kitchen three days after the wedding and wash your hands to make soup.

I don't know the taste of mother-in-law. Let's make the taste of good sister-in-law first.

After three days of marriage, I went to the kitchen, washed my hands and made my own soup. I don't know what a mother-in-law tastes like. Let my sister-in-law taste it first.

2. Yong Yin-Cao Zhi in Han Dynasty

Gaomiao buys wine, makes friends and swims from me.

Chef China prepares sumptuous meals, cooks sheep and slaughters fat cows.

Good wine and good wine are placed on the high hall, and my close friends follow me to play. The chef prepared rich dishes and cooked delicious beef and mutton.

3. Ode to Pork-Su Dongpo in Song Dynasty

Clean the pot, no water, no firewood.

Don't rush him when he is ripe, he will be beautiful when the heat is enough.

Wash the pot, drain a little water, burn firewood to contain the fire, and simmer with a virtual fire that does not emit flames. When it is cooked slowly, don't worry, it will be delicious when the heat is enough.

4. Cold Food Banquet-Zhang Ji in Tang Dynasty

Under the porch, the chef will serve cold food, while in front of the hall, he will ride a flying ball.

Under the cloister of the palace, the chef is cutting cold food. In front of the main hall, the beautiful woman is elegantly dressed, moving with the horse and chasing the ball.

5. Song Su Shi's Ode to the Neighbor'

The weaver rubbed the jade evenly and fried it in blue until it was light yellow and dark.

A young woman added water to the dough, shaped it, and then fried it into golden spaghetti in an oil pan.

3. Poems about warmth

Is it a poem from Warm Travel Around the World? Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul.

Orchids are fragrant. The fog is weak and the wind is purple.

Taoyuan is carefree and carefree, and the wonderful pen Danqing looks back. Yue Ling: General Fan Gai sang a young song, and he fell.

If you mix a second hand first, it will be even more pitiful to spend it in an instant. There is no drop of plum blossom frozen on the eaves, which is a kind of loneliness.

Play fairy songs, dance qingluan, recite poems and make snow, and hug Xuan Bing. Cao Rui is only exposed to the sky, and Hongluan is not exposed to human dust.

Ling Bo idle life dust socks, light step on the water. There is no better flower in the world, and it is more expensive and more suitable in the world.

Xijiangyue: The river is fragrant and the forest is far green. Yu Ying: Shady willows hide in Yu Ying, and fragrant wind flowers chase horseshoes.

Blue mood: exquisite, proud and cold, graceful and cold-resistant cream. Willow: beautiful countryside covered with green and red makeup, the lake light in the virtual pavilion.

Jiao Fangyun: Where is Wei Niang? Song Yu is back, and the two places are haunted. Wei Niang's bun: the water drains the jade toad and swallows it, and Wei Niang's hair is thin and difficult to comb.

Phalaenopsis: crimson sleeves droop like dancing, and white clouds hide the high Tang Dynasty. Late cold: the shadow of geese is separated from clouds and the sound of leaves and warblers, and the wind produces jade, which means late cold and clear.

Butterfly stockings: peach blossoms are like fire on the mountain, and two butterflies fly again. Yunzhu Red: I wove endless sad words in the frame, but now this petal branch is smiling in my lonely sleep.

Lan Yi: Lan Yi is full of fragrance. If you don't accept it, you will be hurt.

Jin Xin: Warm, red and green, and exquisite jade. Continuing the argument, the curtain rolled south.

Jia Jian: Jia Jian is gray and white dew cream. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

Miyun Fei: the clouds are elegant, talking about flying, the clouds are double-phoenix, and the furnace smoke seems to move. Wisteria hangs clouds, flowers are suitable for spring, birds are hidden in dense leaves, and they are fragrant and beautiful.

The dream pillow is dry and sad, and the soul returns to the scenic spot. Even though thousands of feet is far away, how can people's hearts be terrible? The ice disappears in the mirror water, and the plum is scattered in the wind. This is the end of the feast and the pot is waiting for dawn.

Lan Shu: Yang met unexpectedly and moved; However, there is a kind of orchid, which contains national fragrance. Menglan: When picking orchids, the fragrance is afraid of falling.

Where beautiful people come from, they sit in the forest with love. Grain Rain: On15th day after Tomb-Sweeping Day, Dou Chenzhi was named Grain Rain.

Snow breaks in Qingming Festival, and frost breaks in Grain Rain. Moon shadow porch: flowers bloom and fall, and the moon shadow is the porch. Frequent concern for each other, not finished talking about love. I want to go and stay.

Wisteria brushed the flowering trees, and there was a layer of rosy clouds between the velvet, and the fairies were also affectionate, and the soft vines wrapped around the branches, making each other drunk. Draw a golden screen: people in the clouds are most homesick, the moon leans against the window and looks at the mountains, recalling the past and enjoying the past, and draw a screen of Jinbo Mountain.

Peony chant: There are more than a thousand flowers in the world. See color today, don't go home.

Acacia: most women in the clouds are in love, and then they don't want to be lovesick, just want Qiongzhi to sleep. Hongluan is affectionate and has no voice of sorrow. She is still happy in heaven, not living in Yaochi Fengge, and would rather have a lover in the world.

A long time ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun. She danced her dagger and drew her sword from all directions. Satin is elegant, firm but gentle, beautiful image and beautiful voice. Cloud ink: A cloud congeals ink, the lotus is wet, and there is still no rain.

The water sill is empty, and birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. Xiachi map: The brocade is rotten by the Weaver Girl Machine, and the rooftop is full of sunny Xiachi.

Fantastic fairy, flying in the air, to have a rest. Wonderful evening: A few firecrackers entered the New Year, and thousands of red letters spread.

It's even more pitiful to have a wonderful chess game before you mix it out. Green smoke: short strips blow short long dikes with oriole Chen Wenjing on them.

You can't hide the smoke in Cui Mu, and the west of the bridge is one painting after another. Dongting Fairy: Dongting Mountain, where the emperor's second daughter lives, often swims in Jiangyuan.

The wind in the pear garden meets the depth of Xiaoxiang. Mei-yu: I have a female colleague, Yan Rushun-ying, who can fly and Yu Pei can fly. She is beautiful and has a good voice.

Moon-watching Pavilion: When a woman is gorgeous as a flower, don't forget that the heart of the piano is boundless. I'm sorry I don't have a home.

Hua Mulan: I worked hard until I died. As a man, I once had a thrush dream. A few times, the wine brush piled on the cloud to wish Princess Ming.

Langya River: The snowy mountain stream rises, and tourists cross the stream and the ancient river. I don't know how far the stream is, but I see flowers flowing out of the mountains.

Round and rolling: Zhulinwa walked for a hundred years in front of the bamboo velvet body. The years were in a hurry and the country was not round. The boat crossed the strait to send peace. Splendid ball: the peony demon in front of the court is unqualified, and the lotus on the pool is pure and has a special liking. Only peony is the real national color, and when it blooms, it will move to the capital.

Apricot leaves: the wind returns to the clouds to break the clear rain, and the lake is warm. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.

Pupils in the Spring Festival Evening Pupils: firecrackers are one year old, and the spring breeze enters Tu Su from send warm. The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.

Mother instrument world: last night, the wind opened the peach well, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang. Pingyang's geisha was attracted by the emperor, who gave her a brocade robe in the cold weather outside the curtain.

Witches who died in England: Batumi witches sang bamboo songs, annoyed that some people complained that they swallowed too much. I'm still disappointed after hearing about it for a while, but I'll be told what to do after a long time. Feast for dignitaries: Chinese lanterns shine on dignitaries, and charming girls dress up to wait on jade bottles. Suddenly, she remembered her feelings, kissed the earth and pretended to look at Luo socks to cover up the traces of crying.

Great adventurer: looking at Jinsong in the dusk, the flying clouds are still calm, life is like a fairy cave, and the scenery on the dangerous peak is infinite. Bai Juyi: the book of young children spread Bai Juyi, and the west stagnated.

The window screen under the moonlight stage is very thin, and it is filled with fragrance. Pecking the evening: I often admire the jade lang in the world, and the sky should seek a crisp mother.

Self-purification songs scatter white teeth, the wind blows snow and flies, and the sea becomes cold. Girl lovelove: Rain, silent tenderness.

Ask a bosom friend silently. A worried face warms the heart.

May love be short and vulgar. Peony sings magnificently: China's famous flowers are exotic, and the flowers are more fragrant.

Just when it is a spring painting, it turns to the sunset. Sweet wormwood sweet glutinous rice balls: five-color new silk wrapped horns, sent in gold plates, painted on raw fans. In the bathing season of double phoenix shifting to orchid, calamus wine is beautiful.

Feng Qiuhuang: Dai, watery eyes, longer feelings. How can infinite love be sued? Looking at the southeast, a phoenix asks for a phoenix.

Lan Ting: If it is spring and quiet, it is calm and the sky is bright and blue. Sha Ou Ji Xiang, swimming in the brocade scale; The coast is blue and green. Peach Blossom Shoes: Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.

Jin Jinglan, autumn hoof, a layer of thin frost shines on my mat like a small mirror. High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.

Like a dream: last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so a deep sleep didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.

You know what? You know what? It should be the green, fat, red and thin Jiao Jiao Hehan girl: exquisite embroidered satin lotus skirt, crimson pattern holding up pink ribbon hanging down, fairy beauty looking at you smartly, only sighing water, silent.

Rain gives birth to hundreds of valleys: Grain Rain has three Hou, and the first Hou is born; The second Hou Ming pigeon brushed off its feathers; After the third, Dai Sheng arrived in San. In mid-March, it is said that the rain gives birth to hundreds of valleys, which are clean and bright.

Baby-faced Hunter: The Wind Blows General to Hunt the Acropolis. The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk.

It has passed Xinfeng City in a blink of an eye and soon returned to sunny Liu Ying. Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon.

Take care of yourself: I am a gentleman, obedient to my family and modest. Praise Gong Xuan's virtue, allow IKEA to manage internally.

Bad but obedient imperial concubine, year after year.

4. Poems about soldiers

Poems about soldiers include:

1, Du Fu's Nine Embankments (No.9) in Tang Dynasty

Original text:

I have been in the army for more than ten years, and I can work without grievances. Everyone is expensive and wants to be ashamed of being the same.

The battle for the Central Plains lies in virtue and honor. A husband has four ambitions, but he can resign from poverty.

Translation:

I have been in the army for more than ten years, haven't I made any contribution? Generally, officers and men value striving for merit and greed. I want to talk about my own advantages, but I am ashamed to be in tune with them. There is still struggle in the Central Plains, not to mention the frontier. How can a gentleman be afraid of suffering if he is ambitious in all directions?

2. Thirteen Poems of South Garden by Li He in Tang Dynasty (5).

Original text:

Why didn't the great man take weapons to collect the fifty States of the mountain?

Please go to see the paintings of the founder heroes with pictures. Another scholar was once called the aristocrat of a million families?

Translation:

Why didn't the man take the sharp Wu Gou with him to recover the fifty states of Guanshan, which divided the north and south of the Yellow River?

Please go to Lingyange, where there are portraits of founding heroes, and see which scholar can be canonized as the prince of every household in the food city.

3. In the Tang Dynasty, Li He's Yanmen Taishouxing.

Original text:

Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold. In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.

The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy. Just to return the king, sword and death.

Translation:

Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds, trying to destroy the city wall; Because our army is strict, the sun shines on the armor and the golden light flashes. In autumn, the loud bugles shake the earth; At night, the soldiers' blood coagulated into dark purple.

The red flag is half-rolled, and reinforcements rush to Xiao; The night is frosty and the drums are gloomy. Just to repay the king's kindness, he held a sword and died.

4. In the Tang Dynasty, Gao Shi "sent Bai Shaofu to send troops to Longyou"

Original text:

Practice is more important, far from Lintao. In order to ask about the mountain, why not go to work in the county?

The military appearance follows the red feather, and the tree color leads to the blue robe. Who broke his arm? It's too high this year.

Translation:

Bai Shaofu led the defenders to Longyou, left them far behind and headed for Lintao. How does sending troops to Guanshan compare with the hard work of counties?

The soldiers all wear arrows with red feathers, which makes the marching army more magnificent, and the trees all over the mountain are green, which makes Bai Shaofu in blue robes more powerful. Guess who can capture Xiongnu alive and drive Lu away. The stars are shining high, and this trip will surely defeat Xiongnu.

5. Seven Songs of Military Service by Wang Changling in Tang Dynasty (Part II)

Original text:

There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.

Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

Translation:

The long mist rising from the transpiration on Qinghai Lake is covered with continuous snow-capped mountains, and the ancient city borders Yumen Xiongguan, separated by thousands of miles, far away.

In Wan Li, Huangsha, frequent battles have worn out the armor of border guards, but they are determined not to defeat the invading enemy and never go home.

6. Wang Changling's "Out of the Plug" in the Tang Dynasty

Original text:

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.

If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

Translation:

Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, the moon has shone on the frontier, and Wan Li's foot soldiers who left home can never come back.

If there is a general like Li Guang right away, he won't let the enemy's hand cross the Yinshan Mountain.