A poem about decocting herbs

1. What poems express the pain of taking medicine?

First frost is prone to get sick and catch a cold, please call an old doctor.

Radix Puerariae and Radix Glycyrrhizae are decocted with water.

The elixir tastes like cinnamon stone, you never know it tastes bitter.

Be brave and resolute.

The entrance is very astringent, but you must not eat it.

Friends who visited each other during illness (Bai Juyi)

Lying for a long time without remembering the sun, the south window is faint.

Under the gloomy grass eaves, cold birds smell it sooner or later.

Help the staff in front of the bed and walk to the court.

Every once in a while, an old friend will come and it is easy to see him.

When you move the sofa, the sun will set, and you will put on fur and lean in front.

Small talk is better than medicine, and you will be in a little mood.

Stop taking medicine (Bai Juyi)

I taught myself to meditate and stop taking medicine. I have been seriously ill since he was a child.

Don't be too strong in this body. Being strong will give birth to more people.

Su Chuge (Bai Juyi)

Sit under the pine eaves at night and sleep in the bamboo pavilion at night.

Clearing deficiency should be used as medicine, and it can reach the mountain alone.

Too busy should be too busy.

If you don't practice reactive power, that is, this is Xuan.

To Taoist Zhu (Bai Juyi)

The appearance is acceptable, and the square inch is empty.

Two wings were metabolized by drugs, and three bodies starved to death and rested in peace.

In the north of the altar, the night occupies the bucket, the bed opens east and the sun closes early.

There is nothing between the windows in the sun, only burning a wick to reduce the true fragrance.

Long Night and Disease (Bai Juyi)

There are too many short days of wealth and splendor, and too few leisure and sleep. You can't be late. When you hold a candle and a cup,

It's time for me to stop taking medicine. Worry on the pillow can cause disease, and it is better to seek medical advice than to laugh in the house.

In the Ming dynasty, people who were physically strong had to have fun and didn't want to be a car driver.

Ill in Zhou Guo (Cen Can)

I'm sick and have a taste. I haven't combed it yet. See Sheng Jun take medicine, the disease can be eliminated.

Low willow * * * is a horse, and a small pond is comparable to fishing. Watching chess unconsciously, I became a monk at the beginning of the month.

On the first day, it was very cold. I have insomnia all night, my feet are weak, and I can't eat at all. I have a strong feeling of vomiting when I see food. I suspect that I will get anorexia.

As soon as the sun came out the next day, I had a headache and couldn't think. I always want to sleep, but I still don't want to eat.

On the third day, the wind was very strong, and suddenly I was very eager to read books, philosophy, poetry, newspapers, magazines and even fairy tales.

The fourth day, Xiao Yu, I found that I couldn't speak, because language was too lethal. If it doesn't hurt people, it will hurt myself. I have to keep silent all day.

On the fifth day, I changed my cotton-padded clothes and began to do what I should do. Yes, people must imagine that Sisyphus is happy.

On the sixth day, it was even colder at night. I stared at the empty night sky for a long time and suddenly felt it was like the sea. At one moment, the wind is surging, at the other, the waves are rough, and finally they gradually blur, just like the beginning of heaven and earth, the beginning of HarmonyOS system.

On the seventh day, on the seventh day, God said, let's have a rest.

-"Seven Days"

2. A poem about Chinese medicine is called Eighteen Contrasts.

Materia Medica states the eighteen contradictions, so I told you from the beginning that ginseng, peony, adenophora root, asarum, Scrophularia root and purple ginseng, Sophora flavescens root and salvia miltiorrhiza are fried together, and they are killed at the sight of the land. Bai Yan leitian? Pinellia ternata, Trichosanthes kirilowii and Fritillaria. I really didn't see Aconitum and Wu Yong. Each of them is like a god. It is not good for ordinary criminals to turn over their intestines if they mix weeds, seaweed and licorice. Honey juice meets green onion root, concha Haliotidis meets mica, and Li Lumo soaks wine. Anyone who committed a crime is dead.

Song of forbidden pregnancy (after taking it)

Leech, mercury and common insects, aconite and aconite and tianxiong. Pueraria lobata, water, croton and tripe are meant to promote centipede mountain, but not lotus flowers, cicadas, molting male and female teeth, mirabilite, osmanthus fragrans, morning glory, Gleditsia sinensis, Pinellia ternata, Nanxing, grass, wild wheat, dried ginger, peach kernels, cinnabar, dry paint, crabs, melons and so on. The Yellow River is a fire.

Jing and Park Xiao insisted at first sight. Mercury can't meet arsenic, and it is most afraid of honey and ginseng. Croton is the most fierce, so it is not good for Petunia. Lilacs don't match? Jin Jian It is difficult to combine the saltpetre with Beijing Sparganium. The selectivity of kusnezoff monkshood is not very strong, and ginseng avoids trogopterori. Gong Guishan can adjust the air conditioner, and when stones and grease meet, something is wrong. Generally speaking, the repair depends on smoothness, and the baking bubble should be fine.

3. Poem about Naihe Bridge 1, waiting by Naihe Bridge.

Author: Ma Biao Hyundai

Next to Naihe Bridge,

Loneliness,

Just waiting for a promise,

Forget the river,

Raise a glass and sigh,

Just because I can't give up my old marriage.

You used to be a water lily in front of the Buddha.

Inadvertently fell into the mortal world,

I used to be the flag of the world of mortals,

Never thought of meeting in the spring after the snow.

A prosperous world,

Tangled,

Just to relive the love of past lives,

Sansheng stone edge,

Swear in blood,

Just to have love in late spring.

You are saussurea involucrata on the plateau,

Don't want to be drowned in gossip,

I used to be a boy in Cangyang on the street.

And now the game is drunk.

Next to Naihe Bridge,

Loneliness,

Meng Po Tang Can won't forget the lingering feelings of the past.

Forget the river,

Tears rolled down my eyes,

Forgetfulness will wash away today's thoughts.

2. Random thoughts on Naiheqiao

Author: Spring planting and autumn harvest are all modern.

Random thoughts on Naiheqiao

Naihe Bridge is not a fairy mountain,

No one knows the true face.

You cann't peek after a thousand laps,

Invisible smoke clouds linger in my heart.

Time flies,

A drop in the ocean seems very small.

A moment of time changes endlessly,

Life is too short to bother yourself.

Dark clouds in the sky sway with the wind,

Underground rivers roll up waves.

No one, young or old,

It is inevitable that people and ghosts cherish each other.

Life will end one day,

No one can escape the iron law.

I feel that the sky will never wake up,

The less regrets, the better.

How many times have you been here in the morning and evening,

Flowers bloom and fall, much ado about nothing.

Leave your figure on the road of reincarnation,

Infernal affairs connects Naihe Bridge.

Naihe bridge is illusory,

Who knows what it looks like?

Legends from ancient times to the present,

There is an endless ballad in the world!

3. Naihe Bridge

Author: hit the wood-the missing modern

Naihe bridge

Yifei bridge

Seven inches wide

Ten thousand feet high.

The wind is swaying.

The breeze is swaying.

Meng Po road

The road ahead is foggy and rainy.

Drink it.

Ruthless and unrestrained

My soul is out of body experience.

Hesitate a little. Who knows?

Life and death

advance and retreat

Empty is the wind.

Empty without a trace

Yamaraja Palace

Eighteen sticks

Suffering in my heart, the wind blows away

this evening

Hanjiangbian

When a person is drunk, he laughs at the sky.

4. Naihe Bridge

Author: Walking Three Mountains and Modern Times

Grow old slowly

On the endless streets

Waiting for another bright moon

Shengui hometown

Who do you work for in your life?

Who is sick?

calmly

A hundred years of loneliness.

Such as reincarnation

Just like the place of birth.

Who sighs?

Take the Naihe Bridge.

This life is unfinished.

5. Naihe Qiaotou

Author: The sound of birds flying is modern.

When the curtain falls, there will always be some rosy clouds.

In the dark, ghosts are everywhere.

Fly in the wind

Just enough to carve stars and lightning.

When night falls

I dressed up the moon beautifully.

Solo, broken dreams.

After tomorrow morning, and tomorrow morning.

Brilliant blue and white porcelain

Wait for me and gulp it down.

Through the mountains, every leaf

Everyone is laughing, just waiting for the idiot to wake up.

The scenery of this bridge

It's just a bird's trail in the air.

Every time I fly,

Eventually, disappear in the deep heart.

4. Poem describing the disease 1, "Visiting Jia Kuang in Lushan Mountain"

Don Cao Song

On West Side Disease Day, there are very few gentlemen here.

Historic sites are still in spring, and you can smell the deep springs at night.

It rained in three places at a time, with nine stacks of heavy clouds.

I forgot to sleep when I arrived, and I was separated from vulgarity.

2. "Work with illness"

Modern. yu dafu

Life and death in middle age are unbearable, and life is not easy to die. Dramatic pity for sick bones is like an autumn crane, and you spit moss to learn from late silkworms.

The same sadness, and how many people are cynical? Why not let them wander the rivers and lakes and water flowers to build temples?

3. Quzhou Road Project

Song luyou

Lonely and loyal, don't give up on yourself, come to Nanqing to dream.

Ma Qianfeng snowed in the post gate, and the temple wall inscribed poems with ice inkstones.

Take medicine when you are sick, and make fewer friends when you are late.

Ruthless hate cold sand geese, don't call Ling Du a sad person.

4. "three songs of self-sighing"

Tian Xiang, Wen Song

Being sick for three times in a row is described as nine points.

Several prime ministers are all white, who knows the old general.

Sitting in the dark, ashamed of the red sun, sleeping and thinking about white clouds.

What is the meaning of gray? I don't want to lose my tenderness

5. illness

Song Chao said knowledge.

I'm not sick. I'm light.

Look at chess calmly and say that medicine is willing to hurt life.

Not far from the rivers and lakes, but there are many gulls and herons.

I heard that Deng, today is Shengping.

6. Homesickness

Dai Song puffer fish

Lake and sea for three years, wife and children live in four walls.

Hunger and cold are inevitable, so are diseases.

Think day and night, plan for a lifetime.

I'm still sober when I'm worried, and I can't bear to read the letter from home.

7. "Because of the pain of hemorrhoids, my heart is full of poetry."

Song Li Chen Kun

The origin of my Tao is from ancient times to the present, and the extrapolation is true.

Because of my illness, I know my first heart in life.

8. "Disease and Old Cai Jian"

Liu Song Shi Ying

There is not much bitterness in getting old, but the number of diseases drives the mill.

I also know that the spring is good on the stream, Nair's bedside medicine bag.

Sun Yong's tea gulls frequently call, and after sleeping, his eyes spin and wipe.

The guests dare not speak human words, but the instructions from the ancient wells are no longer waves.

9. "The second rhyme Weng Shi Xiu is ill."

Song Zengxie

He Kuo had never seen a room before, and he was going to send a pale head to meet him.

Sure enough, I showed my illness to Pierre City, and I watched the doctor come out of my elbow.

Life is full of heroism, but a guest's illness can last a long time.

It is known that the strength of muscles is several sticks, and the spirit is reflected in the window.

When the flowers suddenly tottered, I was speechless.

Guancheng was finally shelved, and the public did not advocate who would take the lead.

I was shocked to write in the article and talked about the writer's ignorance.

The baby who feels sick today is the same as Yang Jiu.

The hair in the mirror is slightly similar, and the material is superman.

I strode to China and South Korea today and took care of you before I left.

How to be a big country in the rivers and lakes and laugh at the ugly words of a grass.

It seems that it is better to grow pine than to break wood.

10, Song of Sticks

Song luyou

The Taoist priest's wall is empty, and a fragrance is idle. There is a unique crutch beside the bed to help me through my illness.

The meditation room listens to the autumn rain, and the wild shop knocks on the door to drink dusk on credit. Who in the world is as durable as you?

The old man stepped on the cloud in Qian Shan. How can he live a day without this gentleman? The night before the lantern came back, Lou Zhu said you should smell it.

5. What are the poems describing the illness? 1. "Disease begins with a book"

Song dynasty: Lu you

Sick and sick, the hat on his head seems to be very wide, and he is a lonely guest on the Chengdu River thousands of miles away.

Although the status is low, I never forget to worry about national affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only make a final conclusion after death.

I hope the gods of heaven and earth will bless the country, and the people in the north will wait day and night for the emperor to recover lost territory.

The loyalty spirit of Wang Zhu Ge Kongming's famous book "The Songs of Chu Shi Biao" will remain immortal, so we should read it carefully in the middle of the night.

2. Every sick soldier

Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun

Many patients had no food, but Wan Li didn't return to his hometown.

Under the Great Wall, you can't bear the autumn wind to get into the golden sore.

3. "This is the illness of Jingjiang Pavilion."

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

The old Fu Bo of calligraphy, the sick Vimo of Bodhi Square.

There are no seagulls and herons in the water near people, and sometimes cows have their noses floating.

Close the door and find a way to say that Chen has no selfishness and spends money on his guests.

I don't know if I have enough food and clothing, but the west wind blows tears and Gu Teng.

4. "Shop Huanxi sand, get sick, and have a noise in your temples."

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

The sideburns have gradually become sparse, with white hair, lying in bed, looking at the waning moon on the window screen. Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea.

How easy it is to read with a pillow, and the scenery is better before the rain. Accompany me all day, only the deep and reserved osmanthus.

5. "Partridge Swan Lake is sick"

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

The pillow creek club is very cold. Break the clouds and collect the water at night. Red-violet snuggled up to each other like a drunk, and Bai Niao was speechless and worried.

This book is aggressive. Let's have a rest. A hill and a valley are also romantic. I don't know how weak my muscles are, but Chueh-hsin is too lazy to go upstairs.

6. The poem 1 describes the pain and suffering, a broken gauze and a wide hat, and the lonely minister Wan Li is a guest in Jianggan. Although the status is low, I never forget to worry about national affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only make a final conclusion after death. -From Song Dynasty: Lu You's Book of Diseases.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The sick body is so weak and emaciated that the gauze hat on his head is also wide, and he lives alone by the Chengdu River thousands of miles away. Although the position is humble, I never dare to worry about state affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only draw a conclusion after death.

2, the disease is rustling, lying and watching the window screen break the moon. Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea. —— From the Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao's "Pass the Huanxi Sand, Get Sick, Laugh at My Bones"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: After an illness, the temples became sparse and white hair was added. I lay in bed and watched the waning moon shine on the window screen. Stir-fry cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to force yourself to share tea when you eat it.

3. Many people were ill and had no food, but Wan Li didn't go back to his hometown. Under the Great Wall, you can't bear the autumn wind to get into the golden sore. -From the Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun's Every Sick Soldier

Explain in vernacular Chinese: soldiers often get sick during the March and stay there without food. Wan Li's way home, has been running around, so far has not returned home. At this time, he was sick and disheveled, and he mourned under the ancient city. The wound of the knife and arrow was blown by the cold wind, which was really unbearable.

4, gaunt years, depression is good for self-injury. The wind invades the diseased bones, and the rain is suffocating. The night tripod is only an antidote, and the moustache is half frosted. What is the frontier like? Who will ask the king of space? -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Yu's feelings in illness

Interpretation of the vernacular: I have become more and more haggard in recent years. Looking around, I am more and more depressed and sad to see many relatives around me die. Sadness leads to illness, and under the wind and rain, the sick bones are hard to support, and sadness cannot win. In the middle of the night, the tripod was filled with medicinal incense, and when I woke up in the morning, I found that my moustache had turned gray. What is the cause and effect of my life? Who can help me ask the Buddha?

I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. -From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain

Vernacular Interpretation: Sorrow is a sense of autumn scenery. Wan Li has been wandering for many years and has been ill all his life. Today, he is on the stage. After a lot of hardships, white hair is full of temples, and the cup is hanging.