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Poetry related to sticks
1. Poems about sticks

Poetry about sticks 1. Poems about sticks and noodles

Hungry for food and delicious noodles (land travel)

Have a glass of oyster sauce and grease the onion in your hand. Su Tuo's confession in heaven is not easy to know.

He stated Su Shi, the brother of ancient Zhang Zi.

All night long, I just watched the second chick in Summer Xu. I really want to be a soup cookie, but I am worried about writing the wrong book. The bride who joined the army is an enemy, and a big man is happy. I never know English, so I'll try to teach you how to call it.

Yan in "Bingfu"

It's freezing in the dead of winter, with runny nose and frozen tears in the morning and frosty corners of the mouth. Fill the vacancy and solve the war, soup and cake are the most. Weak as spring cotton, strong as autumn training, fragrant and far away. Pedestrians are dripping with the wind, and children are watching and expecting. The man with the utensils licked his lips and let the waiter dry his throat. "

Guotushan Huang Zhai Tingjian

The south wind lifts up day by day, and sometimes I like the north wind to carry me. A cup of soup cake is messy with silver thread, and Artemisia is like a hairpin.

2. Sentences about sticks

1. Singles Day, it is recommended that married people be single for one day and relive their single years; Unmarried people pay attention to love and bid farewell to singles as soon as possible; Those pseudo-bachelors who are unmarried and enjoy married treatment will surrender themselves quickly, or they will be beaten again!

Singles Day is coming, birds are in love, ants live together, flies are pregnant, mosquitoes miscarry, butterflies divorce, caterpillars remarry and frogs have children. What are you waiting for?

I don't smoke myself, but I especially like zippo, not because of anything else. Single men should have such a lighter beside them, so that when they are lonely, they will hear the crisp sound and occasionally smell the burnt gasoline, which seems to remind you-bachelor, buying me is like marrying a wife, and you don't have much money, so be happy!

3. Poems praising the golden hoop

The poem praising the golden hoop is as follows:

The staff is made of nine-turn wrought iron, and the old man personally forged it in the furnace. Yu Wang got the number of gods and treasures, and the four seas and eight rivers were the test.

The stars are dark in the middle and wrapped in gold at both ends. The design is full of ghosts and gods, with dragon patterns and phoenix prints on it.

Let's call Lingyang. It's hard for Tibetans to see it in the deep sea. Forming changes will soar and five colors will shine.

I want to learn the Tao and return to the mountains, with endless changes and many experiences. Time should be as thick as a big urn or as thin as wire.

As thick as Nanyue, as thin as a needle, the length varies with your mind. Gently move the colorful clouds, bright as lightning.

The air conditioner is cold and all the fog is in the air now. Take the dragon and tiger and travel all over the world.

This stick was used to make trouble in Heaven, and the flat peach banquet was given by completely discredited. The heavenly king failed in gambling, but Nezha was difficult to defeat.

The immortal didn't hide with a stick, and hundreds of heavenly soldiers fled. General Thunder will protect Lingyun and fly to Tong Ming Hall.

The palm of your hand is shocking, and the guards of Xianqing are disturbed. Lift a stick to knock over the Beidou Palace and turn around to open the South Pole Courtyard.

Emperor Quedi came to see me when he saw the evil spirit of Cudgel. It's easy for a military strategist to win or lose, but it's hard to tell the difference between difficulties and fortunes.

For 500 years, thanks to the advice of Nanhai Bodhisattva. There was a monk in the Tang Dynasty who vowed to send a flood to heaven.

In vain, the city is a ghost, and Lingshan will learn from it. There are demons all the way to the west, so it is very inconvenient to move.

Chinese odyssey, a known iron bar, is my companion on the road. Evil spirit soup removes ghosts and turns the world of mortals into stiff noodles.

Demons are dying under sticks everywhere, thousands of them. The bullfighting palace was destroyed from above, and the Rosen Hall was destroyed from below.

Heaven will have chased Jiuyao, and hell will be wounded and die. Instead of leaving a Xinhua sword in the traditional era, it is better to leave a vibrating mountain and river in midair.

Thanks to this stick to protect the Tang Priest, all the demons in the world were beaten away!

4. It is also possible to collect idioms or poems containing the word "stick" and its homophones (2 points for each word).

Emotional class:

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

Suddenly looking back, the man was there, after the lights faded.

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

100 million dreams are hard to achieve, and the rear window lights are half bright.

Take away all the floating flowers and waves and be alone with you.

After dusk, the wine in Dongli has a faint fragrance and sleeves, which are not charming. The curtain is westerly and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

It is better to pity the people in front of you than to miss the mountains and rivers.

The crescent moon in the willow building dances low, and the peach blossom fan sings low.

Lying in the empty window listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the night clothes?

After parting, I remember meeting you, and I dreamed of being with you several times. I left a silver lamp on tonight, especially afraid that meeting is a dream.

Affection is always annoyed by ruthlessness. There are many fish in the sea.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.

There are two other words, question and answer, which I like very much.

Zhang tailiu

Zhang Taiyan, Zhang Taiyan, was the past green?

Even if the strip looks old, climb up and break other people's hands.

Yang Liuzhi

Fang Feiyang Liuzhi Music Festival. Reluctant to leave every year.

A leaf suddenly reports the ball with the wind. Even if you come, can you break it?

This word was once very popular because of Cang Yue's novels.

There are four worse sentences: the golden wind and the dew meet, which is better than countless people. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?

Homesick and worried about the country:

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

Out of the water, spring goes, heaven and earth.

Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.

There is also a bodhisattva-level person, Xin Qiji.

How many pedestrians shed tears in the middle of Qingjiang River in Yugutai. Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains. Castle peak can't be covered, after all, it flows eastward, the river is worried at night, and the mountains are deeply smelling partridges.

Don't lean on the bar alone, it is infinite.

And the performance of depression:

You know it should be green, fat, red and thin?

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.

I dreamed of entering the vast waterway in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling in the south of the Yangtze River, and not meeting the people who left.

There are many people who write about wine, but Otawa's feelings are related.

For example:

The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.

Don't talk frequently at the banquet, you will miss the mountains and rivers everywhere.

Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine.

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year.

Where did you wake up from drinking tonight? There is a breeze on the bank of willow.

The wine stain on the clothes is a word in the poem, so it is always sad to walk a little.

Wine turns into sorrow, into acacia tears.

Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late. It's urgent.

When I woke up from a broken dream, the sunset shone deeply in the yard.

As for idioms with sticks,

If you kill him with a stick, you will be beaten with a stick and a gun.

Homophonic:

Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll.

There is no shortage of dresses when dresses return to the west.