2. Poems about burning forests

Poetry about burning 1. Poems about baked wheat cakes.

1, Palindrome in Spring-Author: Tang Dynasty: Li Tao.

Tea cakes taste sweet, and smoke condenses where the water sinks.

Screen window to avoid carelessness, sunny and rainy are particularly sleepy.

2, "Send Hu Cake and Yang Wanzhou"-Author: Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Sesame cakes are like Kyoto, and crispy noodles are freshly baked.

I gave it to the Hungry Ambassador and Hungry Yang, but it seems to be a blessing.

3, "Yang Man Bodhisattva Hua Fei Jin Ying"-Author: Song: Zhao Changqing.

Yang Huafei is full of warblers. Du Juan called Spring to rush. Get up late when you are sick. Lazy thrush. The golden duck is cold Also known as sweet cake. Deliberately refining dragon saliva. Slim hands, moustache, smoke.

4. Nine days-Author: Song Author: Song Qi

Gao Feng in the business hall is cool, revealing thousands of branches.

Cake and food were given to Jia Yu, and chrysanthemums were fighting for longevity.

Fighting Falcon, Li Weiping is broad and heavy, so Taiwan is empty.

Who is prosperous after Longshan set, drunk hat must prevent valley stagnation.

5, "Five Winds of Magnetic Lake"-Author: Song: Su Shi

The more I lost my way home in my life, countless mountains and rivers fought against the sky.

There are boats selling cakes now, and I am glad to hear that there is a market falling in front of the mountain.

2. Poems about fire

Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they were tall again in the spring breeze.

2, get up and look at Nanshan, the mountain will burn the mountain.

At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.

4. Shatou knocks on Shi Huo, burning bamboo and lighting fishing boats.

5. Lonely in the sunset of Qi Fei, autumn fire grows together.

6. The fried rice is harvested in early summer and the sea pepper is released in late spring.

7. The firefly is gradually turning off the fire, and the weft is trying to urge the machine. When I think of brocade, I hold a pedestrian suit.

Bai Juyi, Grass: Wildfire never devoured them, but they grew taller in the spring breeze.

"a night-mooring near maple bridge" Zhang Ji: On a cold night, Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire.

After the bandits retreated, Jie Yuan said to the tax collectors, You people who force to pay taxes are like animals fried on fire.

Let's talk about the flute played by Dong, only to hear the cold fire and ashes of the ancient bunker and the new snow-white flying in the wilderness. "。

Han Yu's Rock: On the old wall, the priest said that the Buddha statues were well painted. He showed me a lamp and I called them great.

Han Yu: I stopped at a temple in Hengshan Mountain, and I carved this poem on the gatehouse: This one, in the south ruled by fire, is full of evil spirits, and God has given him divine power to be an equal.

Han Yu: Song of Stone Drum: Washed by rain, baked by the sun and burned by wildfire. It's really annoying to see ghosts.

So the shepherd boy drums to make a fire, and the cows polish their horns on it, and no one treats them reverently?

Gao Shi The arrangement order of Yan songs. Until their captain in Shahai gave the order with feathers, the hunting fire of the Tatar chieftain flashed along the Wolf Mountain.

Li Qi: An old battle song: Going up the mountain in bright daytime, we scan the sky for the torch of war. At yellow dusk, we feed our horses in the river on the border.

Wang Wei: Luoyang girl's song: When his nine soft lights went out, the wind at dawn just blew, and nine little flying flowers.

Du Fu: Dream of Spring: After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold.

Meng Haoran. At a banquet in Taoist Mei's house: What kind of flame is burning in his golden crucible, and the peach blossoms are in bud! .

Zuyong: Wang Jimen: The bonfire invades the barbarian moonlight, and the mountain clouds are like the chairman carrying the Great Wall from the sea.

Wang Wei: "I stayed in Wangchuan after a long rain": the forest stored rain, smoked slowly, steamed quinoa and boiled millet.

Li shangyin Sui Palace. Fireflies are gone now, leaving the weathered grassland, but they are still perched by weeping willow crows at dusk.

Bai Juyi: A suggestion for my friend Liu: There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a little red in the static furnace.

Zhang Ji: a night-mooring near maple bridge: On a cold night, Jiang Feng sleeps while fishing.

Zhang Hu: At Nanjing Ferry: In the slanting moon by the river at low tide, two or three fires are Guazhou.

3. What are the poems about "baked wheat cake"?

1, "Spring Palindrome"-Author: Tang Dynasty: Li Tao tea cakes taste fragrant, and the smell of smoke condenses in the water.

Screen window to avoid carelessness, sunny and rainy are particularly sleepy. 2, "Send Hu Cake and Yang Wanzhou"-Author: Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi Hu Cake like learning Kyoto, crisp and oily.

I gave it to the Hungry Ambassador and Hungry Yang, but it seems to be a blessing. 3, "Bodhisattva Hua Fei do warbler sound"-Author: Song: Zhao Hua Fei do warbler sound.

Du Juan called Spring to rush. Get up late when you are sick.

Lazy thrush. The golden duck is cold

Also known as sweet cake. Deliberately refining dragon saliva.

Slim hands, moustache, smoke. 4, "Nine Days"-Author: Song Author: Song Qi Commercial Pavilion Gao Feng is thick, dew thousand ears, red branches.

Cake and food were given to Jia Yu, and chrysanthemums were fighting for longevity. Fighting Falcon, Li Weiping is broad and heavy, so Taiwan is empty.

Who is prosperous after Longshan set, drunk hat must prevent valley stagnation. 5, "Five Thunder Blows"-Author: Song: Su Shi's return in this life is even more vacant, and countless mountains and rivers fight against the sky.

There are boats selling cakes now, and I am glad to hear that there is a market falling in front of the mountain.

4. Fire poems

1, dark field diameter, Jiang Zhouming. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

Interpretation: The sky of the field path is dark, and only a little fishing fire on a fishing boat by the river gives off a ray of light, which is particularly bright.

2, the sky is dry, be careful of candles. -Ancient watchman

In ancient times, people lacked accurate means of telling the time, and almost all the time in the evening depended on overtime. Even many rural towns have overtime. Patrolling was a kind of night time system among the people in ancient China, which gave birth to a kind of night watchman, also known as watchman.

3, hit a stone for fire, do not hit the yuan smokeless. -Meng Jiao's Persuasion

Interpretation: only when you hit a stone will there be sparks; If you don't fight, not even a little smoke will come out.

4, the fire is ruthless, and every household should be on guard. -"Fire Safety Ballad"

There is no emotional prevention in fire. First, every household should be vigilant.

5, shallow mountains are cold, and seedlings are prevented at night. -"Send while doing" Gu

Put the horse on the mountain in cold weather to prevent the fire from igniting crops at night.

5. Sentences about fire

1, fire is hope.

With fire, human beings have the basic strength for survival and development. Use fire to drive away wild animals and use fire to resist the cold, so that human beings can survive; Fire is used to reclaim land, build homes, cook food with fire, and bid farewell to unpalatable raw meat. With fire, human beings can grow and develop.

2. Burning Yuanmingyuan and Epang Palace, fire or fire. It burned the ancient civilization of China and the magnificent architectural miracle of China.

At the same time, it also made us burn for a lifetime. Fire, since you are the mother of all things, why do you have to become an ordinary god? Remember, you are the son of Zeus, the son of Thor, the embodiment of light! Your duty is to emit the purest and selfless light, burn out the darkness, release, release and release the light.

6. Poetry about fire

Judging from the trip to Jibeimen (Li Bai), Hu is brilliant.

Feather books are fast and shocking, and bonfires are bright even during the day. Tiger and bamboo first aid the border, and Rong Chesen did it.

The wise master was restless, and the flying sword pushed the hub out of the fierce general according to the heart, and even the flag boarded the battlefield.

The soldiers rushed out of the curtain and killed into the sky. Lie down at the foot of Hongshan, and camp next to Zisai.

In winter, the wind and sand are tight and the flag is withered. Draw a corner to mourn the sea and the moon, and ask about the frost in the clothes.

Cut Loulan with a sword, and shoot the wise king with a bow. If you devote yourself wholeheartedly, you will degenerate and die.

Report the merits to the son of heaven and return the Song to Xianyang. Why does going north (Li Bai) suffer?

The road is steep and steep, and the rocks are towering into the sky. Horseshoe tripped over the side stone, and the wheel destroyed Gorkon.

The dust is connected to Youzhou, and the bonfire is connected to the north. Killing poison halberd, severe wind cracks clothes.

The Yellow River runs whales and Luoyang digs teeth. Go forward, never return to heaven, and return to your hometown.

In the miserable ice and snow, the sad cry is definitely in the intestines. The ruler cloth does not cover the bunker, and the skin is dry.

Pumping water and valleys, sitting for a long time and collecting wages. The tiger lost its tail again and ground its teeth in the autumn frost.

Vegetation is inedible, and hunger drinks zero dew pulp. Sigh that the north is suffering, stop and hurt it.

When will Wang Daoping see the light of day again?

7. Poetry about Huangshan sesame seed cake,

Poetry about Huangshan sesame seed cake;

People's educator Tao Xingzhi wrote a vernacular poem full of local flavor and life interest;

Three crab shells, two bowls of mung bean porridge,

Eat it in your stomach and enjoy unlimited happiness together.

There is also a poem by Hu Jianchun who sells baked wheat cakes:

I sell you incense, and sesame cakes are suitable for conveying feelings.

Healthy and proud spring, Antai longevity.

Allusions 1:

According to legend, in 1357, Zhu Yuanzhang took refuge in a farmhouse in Huizhou. He was so hungry that the host took out his favorite biscuits to satisfy his hunger. His mouth is full of delicious food and he is greatly appreciated. The following year, he proclaimed himself emperor, and did not forget the farmer's saving his life. He said that the rescue was meritorious, so he was posthumously named the rescue sesame seed cake.

Allusions 2:

According to legend, when Emperor Qianlong first went down to the south of the Yangtze River, he was received by Jiang Chun, a Huizhou native who was the leader of the Eight Generals of the Huai and Huai Dynasties in the Qing Dynasty and was known as the "Emperor of Bujiao", and was called "Jiang Jiejia". The first tea of "Jiang Chun Da Jia Jie" is a sesame cake carefully designed and collectively developed by a team of chefs from Huizhou, Jiang Chun. Its crispy outer layer, moist and tender inside and chewy, made the dry rondon of Zhouma Laotong feel comfortable physically and mentally, and his spirit doubled. He was gladly named "Huang Yin Sesame Cake", which means that Ganlong's love for this sesame cake is comparable to that of Huang Yin, and he was given the highest praise.

For reference.

8. Poems about fire

The Flame Mountain is hotter in June, and the Red Crossing is afraid of pedestrians. Cen Can

The sun is like fire, and the next moment is Wan Li Road. -Bai Juyi

At sunrise, the river is redder than fire. In spring, the river is as green as the south. -Bai Juyi

During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside. Richie

It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing. -Yu Qian

Warm embrace the stove fire, idle scratch white hair. -Bai Juyi

The ashes of the fire have died and the leaves have been sparse for ten days. -Bai Juyi

A new passenger ship came from North Korea, and the lake was a clean spring scenery. -Du Fu

At first glance, the fire cloud seems to be extinguished, and the dawn angle wants to be slightly brighter. -Du Mu

Back in the middle of the fire, the troops began to pursue. Chen Ziang

The poem about burning forest is 1. What are the poems about fire prevention?

I'm glad you can pay attention to forest fire prevention. I am a teacher engaged in forest fire prevention. I have been working on the fire front for 25 years. I wrote some poems about forest fire prevention. It can be used with a little modification, and you can continue to contact me if necessary.

The key to forest fire prevention is to strictly control the fire source.

Forest fire prevention for a thousand years, ecological security for a thousand years.

Building beautiful mountains and rivers, forest protection and fire prevention first.

Share the beauty of the forest and guard against forest fires.

Protect trees, don't smoke, civilization is around you.

Take care of the forest and prevent fire.

Fire prevention depends on you, me and everyone, and everyone is responsible;

Put out the fire, fight early and fight small, and everything is fine.

Forest resources are the common wealth of the whole society,

Forest fire prevention is the common responsibility of the whole society.

In the green sea, remember to prevent fire.

2. What are the poems about "fire"?

1, Bai Juyi's grass: Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller in the spring breeze.

2. Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge: On a cold night, Jiang Feng sleeps while fishing.

3. Yuan Jie's "Bandits Retreat to Tax Officials": "People who are forced to pay taxes by you are like creatures frying on fire." .

4. Let's talk about the flute played by Dong, only to hear the cold fire in the ancient bunker and the new snow in the wilderness. "。

5. Han Yu's Rock: On the old wall, the priest said that the Buddha statues were well painted. He showed me a lamp and I called them great.

6. In front of a temple in Hengshan Mountain, I wrote this poem by Han Yu on the gatehouse: This one, in the south ruled by fire, is on an equal footing with him.

7. Gao Shi's "Creep in Yan Ge": Until their captain in the sand sea rang the command of feathers, the hunting fire of the Tatar chieftain flashed along the Wolf Mountain.

8. An ancient battle song by Li Qi: Going up the mountain in bright daytime, we scan the sky for the torch of war, and in yellow dusk, we feed our horses in the border river.

9. Wang Wei's "Song of Luoyang Girls": When his nine soft lights went out, the wind of dawn just blew, and nine small flying flowers.

10, Du Fu's Hope for Spring: After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold.

1 1, Meng Haoran's "At the Banquet of Mei Daochang's House": How flaming his golden crucible is, and the peach trees are in bud! .

12, Wang Jimen Zuyong: The bonfire invades the barbarian moonlight, and the mountain clouds are like the chairman carrying the Great Wall from the sea.

13, my cabin in Wangchuan Wang Wei: It rained in the Woods, and slowly came to smoke, steamed quinoa and boiled millet.

14, Sui Palace, Li Shangyin: The fireflies have gone, leaving the trouble, but the crows are still weeping at dusk.

15, Bai Juyi gave his friend Liu a suggestion: there is a ray of green in the old bottle and a touch of red in the static furnace.

3. There are 10 poems about fire.

Cao Bai Juyi: wildfire never quite consumes them, another village with dark flowers and bright flowers, the spring breeze berths at Fengqiao at night: the river breeze on a cold night, the fishing fire worries about sleeping, the Yuan Festival: the bandit tax refund official: the person who forced the payment is like a fire frying, and the Li Festival: "I heard that Dong played the flute, guarding the cold in ancient times, and snowing in the wild. Han Yuyan: The monk said that the ancient wall Buddha is well painted, and it is rare to see fire. Han God bestowed divine power and granted it equal rights. Han Yu: Song of the Stone Drum: It is troublesome to be washed by rain, baked by the sun, burned by wildfire and guarded by ghosts and gods. So the shepherd boy drums to make a fire, and the cows polish their horns on it, and no one treats them reverently? Normal University: Ge Yanxing: Until their captain gave the order to pull a feather in the sand sea, the hunting fire of the Tatar chieftain flashed along the Wolf Mountain. Li Qi: An old battle song: Going up the mountain in bright daytime, we scan the sky for the torch of war. At yellow dusk, we feed our horses in the river on the border. Wang Wei: A song by a girl in Luoyang: His nine soft lights went out, nine flying flowers, and the wind at dawn just stirred. Du Fu: Hope of Spring: After three months of war, a letter from home is worth thousands of dollars. Meng Haoran: Qingming Banquet at Meidaochang: Danzao fires first. The mountains and clouds are like the chairman's great wall. Wang Wei: I stayed in Wangchuan for a long time: the forest stored rain, the smoke came slowly, and the quinoa was steamed and boiled. Li Shangyin: Sui Palace: Fireflies have gone and left the place where the wind blows, but they are still in the weeping willows, and crows roost at dusk. Bai Juyi: A suggestion for my friend Liu: There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a little red in the static furnace. Zhang Ji: staying at Fengqiao overnight: the moon sets in frost, and Jiang Feng catches fire. Two or three fires are in Guazhou. Bai Juyi, who plays with snow, loves fire and snow all his life. The fire broke out in late spring, and the snow in jathyapple was cloudy. Goose feathers fall in succession, and animal charcoal knocks at the beginning. It is full of white salt and cold, and the furnace is full of ruby heat. It's better to have a drink and move, and gradually enjoy it. But I don't know the source of joy, but I don't know the season of leading a drunken life. Catkin is piled on the silver plate, and the sleeves are chipped. I'm worried about tomorrow's sales. Thunderstorms are caused by panic. They were in tears, and the frozen fog was gloomy. The root cause is age. The green forest is grey, and there is no place for the clouds. The night was particularly impressive. The new autumn shines on cows and girls. The wind blew a huge flame and the river smoked. Customs burn Kunlun, which is beautiful. It smells like a long snake.

4. Poems about Seven Flowers Herbs

1. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass?

2. The flowers are more and more attractive, and the shallow grass can be without horseshoes.

3. The grass is green and the water is near, and the head is white.

4. Toad is glowing, cold soaking exotic flowers and Yao grass.

Grass in poetry;

The drizzle is wet, and the grass hates every year.

The new grass, visible from a distance, disappears when it is near.

Yan Song is not broken, and the horses are green.

Remember the blue silk dress and pity the grass everywhere.

The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green.

Small catkins are blowing on the branches, and the grass in the sea is growing.

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

The warm wind blows the wheat fragrance on a sunny day, and the green grass wins the flowers.

The rain on the wall hangs down the fine grass, and the wind on the water belongs to the settlement flowers.

Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.

Under the boundless sky and on the vast plains, you can see cattle and sheep.

Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can make Bai Juyi have no horseshoe.

The endless grassland on the plain,

As each season comes and goes.

Wildfire never devours them,

They have grown taller in the spring breeze.

Sweet, they are on the ancient highway,

Reach the crumbling gate.

Oh, my friend's prince, you left again,

I heard them sigh behind you. 1. The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. (Song of Chile)

The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")

3. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

4. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass to get three spring rays? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")

The forest is black, and the wind attacks the grass, but the general tries to shoot arrows at night. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")

6. Plant beans in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)

7. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)

8. I am alone in the grass, and there are orioles singing in the tree. (Wei Wuying: In Xixi Chuzhou)

9. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. (Bai Juyi: Spring Tour in Qiantang) 1. Beans are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. Tao Yuanming, return to the garden.

2. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. Du Fu in Hope in Spring

3, flowers are getting lost, shallow grass can have no horseshoe. Bai Juyi, Qiantang spring outing

4, the road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes. Tao Yuanming, return to the garden.

There are many trees and many herbs. Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea

6. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs. Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao.

7. The eaves are low and small, and the streams are covered with green grass. Xin Qiji's residence in Qingpingle Village

8, the sky is gray, the wild is vast, and the wind and grass are low to see cattle and sheep. (Song of Chile)

9. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. (Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass)

10 but an inch of grass has a few feelings and is rewarded with three spring rays. (Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons)

1 1, the forest is dark and the wind blows, but the general tries to shoot arrows at night. (Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun)

12, solitary grass is born by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. (Wei "In Xixi Chuzhou")

13, the rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near. (Han Yu's "Giving Eighteen Members to Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring")

14, the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky. Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji home.

5. Poems about forests

There are few poems describing forests in ancient times, and they are usually mountain scenery. There are many articles describing forests.

Mao Zedong: The qilv "Lushan Mountain" flies from a mountain to the edge of a big river, and leaps onto the lush 400 whirls. Xiangyang looks at the world coldly, and it is hot and windy. A floating yellow crane is sent in the ninth heaven, and white smoke rises under the waves. Ling Tao doesn't know where to go. Can you farm in Taohuayuan?

In Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village, we watched the green trees surrounding your village and the pale blue of distant mountains.

Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village is a village without doubt.

How "Song Liu" jasper decorated trees, thousands of strands of moss tapestries hanging down.

Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea" is bleak in the autumn wind, and Hongbo surges.

Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea" is full of trees and grass.

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6. Poetry about fire

On a cold night, Du Leike came to tea as wine, and the bamboo stove soup was boiling red.

As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month. Wu Jiaji's bald stove is a low straw house, next to the salt fire in June.

It is a cool moment to go out on a hot day. Li He sheared the wings, the eagle tilted, and the brocade root jade swirled.

Autumn hangs makeup millet, and arrows nail asparagus. Baboons cry deep bamboo. ? Old wet sand.

Palace officials burn wax fire, and embers fly to pollute lead China. God string witch Li He, pour wine all over the sky, jade furnace charcoal fire incense.

Poseidon Shan Gui came to his seat, and the paper money rustled like a whirlwind. Acacia wood gilding and love dancing, moths to the fire.

Calling stars and ghosts for cups and plates makes people feel chilling. In the end, the south sun is low and the bay is flat, and the immortals grow harmoniously.

God was angry with God because he liked his teacher and gave him a ride back to Qingshan.