Gourmet 12 with langjiu.
The staggered cups are used up,
The stone lion in front of the door is drooling.
Su Dongpo was exiled to Zhan County, Hainan Island. There is an old woman selling rice cakes in the local area. Her craft is good and the quality of doughnuts is high. But because the store is secluded and unknown, business has been bad. Knowing that Su Dongpo was a famous writer, the old woman asked him to write poems for the shop. Su Dongpo pitied her poor life, and the skill of this ring cake was really good, so she wrote a four-line poem:
The jade color is even when rubbing hands.
Blue oil is tender yellow.
Go to bed at night in spring and know the weight.
Crush a beautiful woman and embrace gold with her arms.
About "fish"
fish
Fish is delicious and nutritious, and has won people's love since ancient times.
Fan Raozhou eats puffer fish in Chinese.
Song Dynasty Mei Yao Chen
Buds sprout in spring, and flowers fly on the spring shore.
At this time, puffer fish went on the market, and the price was very high, surpassing all fish and shrimp.
The puffer fish looks strange enough, and it has no food.
The belly is as big as a big pig, the eyes are prominent, and it is like a frog in Wu area.
When the bubble burst, it was lost in the throat.
Why should anyone eat food that hurts people like this?
I asked southerners, but they were full of praise for puffer fish.
It is said that fish is really delicious, and people who are silent about poison are more like hemp.
I can't refute them, thinking over and over again, and facing the surprise empty.
Han Yu came to Chaoyang and began to be afraid of eating snakes.
It wasn't long before Liu Zongyuan arrived in Longcheng to eat a calm frog.
Snakes and frogs are strange and disgusting in shape, but they have nothing to do with human life and have no fear.
The puffer fish tastes better than them, but the hidden evil is boundless.
Beautiful things must be evil, as the ancients said.
Riverside fisherman
Fan Zhongyan in Song Dynasty
People who come to the river often only love perches.
Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats.
People come and go on the river bank, bustling and very lively. What are they doing? Perch has a flat and narrow body, a large head and thin scales, and is delicious. People flocked to the river in order to get there first and taste the delicious perch early.
Huaishang fisherman
Zheng Gu
Pulsatilla chinensis on the white-headed waves
Homes are transferred from one ship to another.
A foot-long bass is newly caught,
Children and grandchildren are blowing fire among the flowers.
Yugezi
Zhang
Egrets fly in front of mount cisse,
Peach blossom and flowing water mandarin fish fertilizer.
Keywords green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber,
There is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.
Su Dongpo: Yu Qian and Shang Lu
No meat to eat, no bamboo to live. No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar. People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable. Others scoff at this, so high that they are stupid. If you are still munching on this, there are Yangzhou cranes in the world.
2. Eat poetry: Snow foam milk flowers float in the afternoon, and chrysanthemum buds try spring vegetables.
Human taste is pure happiness. Poetry: the mountains are warm and there is no plum fold, and the Qingjiang River is the only crab.
300 lychees a day, I don't want to grow up to be a Lingnan person. Shu people are expensive in celery buds, and miscellaneous pigeon meat is it.
Qin only cooks mutton soup, and there is bear wax in the dragon All over the Yangtze River, fish is beautiful, bamboo is good, mountain is fragrant.
Buy pig bones at the east gate and order a little orange sauce. Steamed chicken is the most famous, and beautiful women are not fish and turtles.
The first time I went to Tang 'an, I cooked glutinous rice and carved Hu Mei. As big as amaranth, as white as jade, slippery, and fragrant all over the room.
Bass is fat and crisp, the spoon is beautiful, and (Qiao Mai) cooked oil is delicious. Since ancient times, people have been light and rich, and each has returned to his hometown.
Clean the pot, no water, no firewood. Don't rush him when he is ripe, he will be beautiful when the heat is enough.
Huangzhou good pork, the price is as cheap as dirt. The rich refuse to eat, and the poor don't know how to cook.
Get up in the morning and play two bowls, which are full, so don't worry at all. Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.
Ask what you can do, your heart is far from self-prejudice. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.
Stewed meat with bamboo shoots is vulgar without bamboo, and meat makes people thin. Not rotten or thin, bamboo shoots and braised pork.
Knead the doughnuts by hand to make the jade color even, and fry them in blue until they are light yellow and dark. Sleeping at night in spring knows the weight, crushing a beautiful woman and hugging gold.
Everyone in the world is a senior, but I don't know how long it is at present. I have a simple wanqiu (immortal name) method, which only gives porridge to immortals.
The red hump of babao is brought from jade broilers, and the fragrant fish is ordered on a crystal tray; Although their unicorn horn food sticks are lazily lifted, exquisite phoenix meat cleavers are rarely used; The eunuch flew away, afraid to raise the dust, and the cook came to the sea, enjoying delicacies. Bamboo shoots, red fish, green bamboo shoots meet the boat, and red fish come in for nothing.
3. Ask for some short poems about food. 1, Su Dongpo is not only a famous scholar, but also a famous gourmet.
Therefore, according to legend, there are many famous dishes directly related to him, and more dishes named after him, such as Dongpo elbow, Dongpo tofu, Dongpo jade warm, Dongpo leg, Dongpo bud warm, Dongpo mo carp, Dongpo cake, Dongpo crisp, Dongpo tofu and so on. "Dongpo Collection" contains: "Shu people cherish the buds of Qin, and mix them with dove meat."
Spring pigeon, that is, celery fried turtle breast silk. Later it was called Dongpo Spring Pigeon.
Su Shi likes mutton soup, so he wrote: "Qin only cooks mutton soup, and there is bear wax in the dragon." He also wrote "Ode to Pork": "Without water, firewood can't smoke.
Don't rush him when he is ripe, he will be beautiful when the heat is enough. Huangzhou good pork, the price is as cheap as dirt.
The rich refuse to eat, and the poor don't know how to cook. Get up in the morning and play two bowls, which are full, so don't worry at all. "
Su Dongpo cooks pork with his favorite bamboo shoots. At a gourmet party, Su Dongpo personally wrote a jingle: "No bamboo makes people vulgar, no meat makes people thin, good but not thin, bamboo shoots stew meat". Delicious but poisonous puffer fish has also become a new delicacy he often eats. "Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river warms the duck prophet.
Artemisia selengensis is full of short reed buds, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck. "This carefree seven-character quatrain is about bamboo shoots, fat ducks, wild vegetables and puffer fish in spring. It's really delicious." Qiu Lai frost dew garden east, reed mustard gives birth to children and grandchildren.
I'm as full as he hates, and I don't know why I eat chicken and dolphins. In his view, these vegetables are more delicious than chicken, duck and fish.
Hufeng Lake is Su Dongpo's favorite place for picnicking. He compared the rattan vegetables grown by the lake here to the water shield of the West Lake in Hangzhou: "There are rattan vegetables in Hufeng Lake, which seems to be comparable to soup." Su Dongpo ate the rice cake made by an old woman and couldn't help but write a poem: "Jade hands are rubbed evenly, blue oil is light yellow."
Sleeping at night in spring knows the weight, crushing a beautiful woman and hugging gold. "There are only 28 words, which outline the characteristics of the ring cake, such as uniformity, delicacy, fresh color and crispness, and the image of the ring shaped like a beauty.
"The cupcake is like chewing the moon, which is crisp and sweet." "I went around the wheat field begging for weeds, but I was forced to cook yam soup for the monk's house." "The Yangtze River goes around the country, I know the beauty of fish, bamboo is connected with mountains, and I feel the fragrance of bamboo shoots." "The bright moon is in the sky, and I ask Qingtian wine." "I can't drink it all the time, and it tastes particularly long when it is half full." ""Occasionally, wine is interesting, and "300 lychees a day, it is better to grow up and be a Lingnan person."
Su Shi loves tea and often praises it in his poems. "Baiyun Peak has two new flags, green and fresh, and the valley is rainy and spring comes" describes the scenery of tea gardens in the mountains and plains outside Hangzhou. "Never Beautiful Tea Like Beauty" and another poem "Want to compare the West Lake with the West Lake" were compiled into the famous teahouse tea club association.
There are many food-related masterpieces in Su Dongpo's poems, such as Vegetable Soup Poetry, Eating Pork Poetry, Bean Meat, A Whale Journey and the famous Gourmet Fu. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
The phrase "There is no righteousness in the world, how can you get jade?" The "jade" here refers to the "golden jade" praised by Yang Di as "the delicious food in the southeast". "Fish fillets" are cut thin; Limulus means chopped pickles or pickles, and it also means "finely chopped".
"Jinyu" is mainly made of ground white bass mixed with finely cut golden inlaid vegetables. "Four Spring" is a kind of soup made of China spring silk, and it is also a famous dish of Wu.
"The sky is full of Sutuo, but I know it is not easy." That is to say, the noodles made of scallion oil are just like Suto in the sky (that is, crisp). He wrote the practice of "sweet soup" in the preface of "Eating Meat All over the Mountain": "Take shepherd's purse, yam, taro and vegetable stalks as omnivores, and cook them with delicacies without soy sauce."
Poetry Day: "Always live in a thatched cottage by the lake, and talk about food and wine in the village." The sweet soup method handed down in recent years is even more incredible for Wu. "
"East gate to buy Bi bone, qiang sauce some orange soup. Steamed chicken is the most famous, and beauty is not counted. "
"Bo" means "pig" and "Bo Gu" means pork chop. The ribs are cooked or dipped in a sour sauce mixed with spices, such as orange sauce.
In addition, the poem also praised Sichuan leeks, zongzi, turtle soup and other foods. "Frosted vegetables are light and fragrant, and spring seedlings are tender.
You can do it when you come back, without adding half a baht of salt cheese. "He summed up the choice of dishes without seasoning, and it tastes very fresh.
"At the beginning of the tour, Tang 'an rice and barley were cooked into carved Hu Mei. As big as amaranth, as white as jade, as slippery as a spoon, and full of fragrance. " Coix seed is as big as amaranth (chicken head meat), which is white, smooth and fragrant.
"Eat porridge": "Everyone in the world is an old man, but I don't know that the long years are in the present. I have a simple Wanqiu (immortal name) method, which only gives porridge to immortals. "
"Bass is fat and crisp, the spoon is beautiful, and (Qiao Mai) cooked oil is delicious. Since ancient times, the people have been light and rich, and each has returned to his hometown. "
"The color is like a jade version of a cat's head bamboo shoot, and the taste is scarlet on the hump and oxtail." "Xinjin has no leeks, the color is like goose yellow, the meat in Dongmen is even more unique, and the fat beauty does not reduce the crisp of Hu sheep." "The motherland is infinitely good, and the hometown elders are not poor.
When a light cloud comes out of the hole, it will smell like hometown. ""When I'm full, I'll fry jasmine and float chamomile. " "The mountains are warm and there is no plum fold, and Qingjiang has a unique crab hug. "
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = "Two Ways" has "The red camel is brought from the jade broiler, and it is fragrant. Although their unicorn horn food sticks are lazily lifted, exquisite phoenix meat cleavers are rarely used; Huangmenfei? The poem "Don't move the dust, the chef keeps cooking" is "Eight Treasures".
"Green bamboo shoots greet the boat, and red fish come for nothing." "Shu wine is invincible, and the river fish is beautiful."
"Whispering silently to break the snow" and "I don't feel completely empty when I put down my chopsticks" describe the superb knife skills of chefs and the warm scene of diners vying for food when processing raw fish in the Tang Dynasty. "Spring Lettuce" and "Fresh crucian carp eating shredded pork and celery soup".
Q&A Before Children Cut Spring Leeks in Jiujiang at Night —— The first-class people in Yuxin Cooking Room ("Gift") are tired, and the husband is short of food ("Drunken Songs"). Swing a knife left and right, flying a golden plate, the snow is high, and Xuzhou is bare, which is not enough to remember Hanyin. If the head is far away, the anchovy is fat, and the first-class is full of pleasure.
4. The poem about eating is 1, "Going Again" Han Dynasty: Anonymous.
Original text:
Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end.
There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold.
A wanderer from a foreign country doesn't want to return it. Just because I miss you, I am old, and another year is coming to an end. There are many things I won't say. I only wish you take care and don't be hungry and cold.
2, "Tour Shanxi Village" Song Dynasty: Lu You
Original text:
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. The reception dishes in the harvest year are very rich. The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared between willows and flowers.
3. "The drizzle in Huanxisha is Han Xiao" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Original text:
Drizzle and oblique wind created Han Xiao, while light smoke created sunny beaches in Liu Mei. The time to enter Huaihai and Luo Qing is getting longer and longer.
Snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon, and Artemisia annua shoots try spring vegetables. Human taste is pure happiness.
In the winter morning, it was drizzling, the wind was cold and the weather was slightly cold. Light smoke and sparse willows make the beach behind Chuqing more charming. After Luo Jian entered the Huai River, the water potential was boundless. Excellent milky white tea with fresh emerald-like spring vegetables, this picnic tastes really good. What really tastes in the world is a touch of happiness.
4. "beginning of spring heard about the pre-production of the invitation drama for the Spring Festival Evening seven days ago" Song: Lu You.
Original text:
The buds and vegetables of Polygonum hydropiper are green and red, and the vegetables are smiling.
A cake is empty and hateful. How many spring breezes do you know in your later years?
The shoots of Polygonum hydropiper are green, and there is laughter at the dinner table. Looking at this man who didn't share the cake, I don't know how many years he will be old.
5, "Cooking Porridge" Qing Dynasty: You Dong
Original text:
Thousands of people broke up last year, and only a few hundred people cooked porridge this year.
I finished my clothes last year, but this year I am sipping porridge and looking at nothing but skin and bones.
There were thousands of people when rice was delivered last year, and only a few hundred people cooked porridge this year. Last year, rice collectors were fully clothed. This year, I saw that porridge collectors were all skinny.
5. Tanabata is a modern poem about food. Tanabata/Crossing the Dust Seven This spoon can only be used to scoop water. Honey, I only scoop a spoonful of water, regardless of all the onlookers. I want you to look far away. Even if you are thirsty, you want to use this spoon, but it belongs to me only.
If you want to compete, please take it out first. You can't compete with me all your life. I don't laugh at your failure. I often don't have enough time, just enough to bow my head with a spoon, pick up a clear shadow and drink slowly. In fact, there has never been a sunset in my eyes all my life. You are the only one in the dark. You can simply draw a picture one by one, one by one, one by one, and you will be as thin as a clear night cloud. It must form an alliance with the new moon to be with you and stand side by side with you. However, 364 years a year is another day, and your thoughts are getting brighter and brighter. Look at the moonlight on the left, and the starlight on the right covers most of you after you get on the bridge with tears in your eyes. Your chubby face is bright. On Tanabata, you hold silkworms, I hold cows, grass and green leaves, and our baby laughs in bed. In-laws' in-laws, how can they be separated by a river? I used to rely on this bridge now. How can I thank you enough for letting me step on my shoulder and find the person I love forever on earth tonight? How do I know we're too busy? Looking at each other, every minute, we are reluctant to put down the magpie. We are all regretting that we selfishly put these colorful birds into folders that have no time, so that they can't fly away if they want to, so that they can solidify into a little time space and turn into steel bars, cement, sand, water and solidified tender magpies. You must remember that the bridge should be filled with flowers. There should be dewdrops and diamonds on the flowers ... = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = At dusk, my night is covered by cicadas outside the window. I cried out your name, my name, my name, my name in pain. You look at me, and the willows or rain and snow in your gentle eyes are no longer cold and cheerless. We play with me and sing together. Holding your hand, you warm tea and smile, and the moon stars are rare. I just want to kiss your beautiful book, and your shadow smoothes the wrinkles. My shadow, with thousands of ancient poems in it, whirled in the middle = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I walked to the mountain road, and the shepherd boy was surrounded by weeds. Today, his flute is particularly melodious. Birds in the Woods began to comb their feathers and flap their wings, which made the noise of Shan Ye in early autumn near, near, and the footsteps of Tanabata attached to the light spirit of the fog in the west. You weave a colorful dusk, dizzy in the white clouds, calling me to the sleepless East tonight. I took a year's pastoral, shouldered my eternal pursuit, and set out to cross Yingying River. On rainy days, the magpie fluttered its wings and rowed into a river, breaking the moat of 10,000 light years, far away from the eternal gathering of feathers, and a firefly was set up on the bridge. Under the tender grape trellis at night, the sound of insects and cicadas rested early in the flowers and trees. A red bean wrapped in tears for a year turned into amber, with tonight's whisper = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =]. On Qixi night, lovesickness and love overlap on the magpie bridge, and tears condense under the grape trellis. My lovesickness looks for lonely and unfinished nights in the wrinkles on my forehead. There are too many stories hanging on the crescent moon in the Woods, talking in the fields, between villages and tall buildings, sitting by the water at midnight, listening to the noise and ignorance of frogs and insects. I am yearning for the sound of fish and spreading on the banks of the Milky Way. Dear, are your eyes full of acacia? This is Qixi night. There are many stars on the edge of the galaxy, which makes me dizzy, so the stars dance into waves and the water is silent. Even so, I know I'm doomed to never swim across the river. The waves in the river are shining one by one, just like my thoughts for many years. Suddenly, a silver magpie rose from the surging water waves. Above the water waves, the magpie shadows are all over the sky, condensing at my feet and stretching out with a faint Yin Hui. I stepped on it lightly and ran to the middle of the river, but the bridge came to an abrupt end. I stood by the broken bridge and looked across the river. There was no one there, and suddenly the endless sound of waves broke the calm night. It is too cold to stand on the bridge. This lonely wind.
6. Modern poetry about food.
Those days are far from now.
A soft melody
It often makes me cry.
Violin, the sound of her crying.
Just like the night I faced a few years ago.
Out of the window, the shape of an indoor trance is reflected.
I am in a crimson dream.
I don't want to travel back and forth in the fog of time.
Many people walk into the night.
And I always wander in the empty space.
We can't get to know each other in the long darkness.
Why can't we get to know each other
In winter, I am in the eyes of my lover.
This is a reed algae that has surfaced.
Color photos at the back of the studio
I am the corner that completely evaporates.
The deciduous forest was dyed red with tears.
Never pass.
Never meet last year's date.
Don't indulge your feelings.
Always wanted to get rid of the bondage of music.
When is it possible?
Not all by cold stone pillars.
Don't lose the rest of your life for a gorgeous fake.
Sad and tenacious people sleep in the depths of memory.
The white light of the lake flashed in my mind.
The monsoon has started again, and I have no direction.
The biting sunshine seems to
An idea made out of nothing.
Force us to go home tomorrow.
It was just an unknown morning.
It has long forgotten the dead.
This chaotic night market
This red light
The wind won't last long.
I may walk into another city.
Keep company with another group of people day and night
Some people left and didn't want to come back.
Some people are forgotten by me after all.
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7. Poems describing modern lobster cuisine The poems describing modern lobster cuisine are as follows
1. "Don't Zhao Zi"
Year: Tang Author: Han Yu
I moved to Jieyang, and you lived in Jieyang first. There is a Vandory from Jieyang to Beijing.
This does not mean that Xiao Guo has children to entertain. Peace of mind, learn two poems and two books.
Dancing in the south of the sea, swaying the bright moon and pearls. I moved to Yichun and intend to take it away.
I don't need to laugh and talk. Xi is also in the north, and there are many exchanges.
There are many isolated children in the mountains in the sea. It's been a long time since I saw the wind and waves.
Try the suspected lobster again. Who will have a beard? Clams and fish turtles are both insects, and Qu Qu is being killed.
It's okay to know one thing and forget ten. If you want to be poor in what you have learned, you will thank me again and again when you are old.
Now the son is north and south, and there is also a picture. People's minds are different and inseparable.
It is better to do what you want than to be a wise man and a fool.
2. Ode to123
Year: Song Author: Spudu
Haimen waves broke overnight, Yulin broke Jinjiao.
Fish, dragon, shrimp, crab, etc. , are invisible, great sorrow is hard to find.
The wooden horse is sad, but the stone man tears.
3. "On behalf of this book"
Year: Song Author: Huang Tingjian
When the bear came to me, he peeled melons in autumn, winter and summer.
Leaving the sun and the moon, the lotus falls.
Books and newspapers are safe and fat as crows.
If you jump into the furnace, you will succeed.
In poor years, I hold a new book and I hold a piece of spring flowers.
I have to write. Qu Song wants to be an official.
Push the sun star with one finger and make clouds on your body.
Knowing that it will be sealed for nine days, the tiger and leopard will keep the hag.
Zhu Tian holds a dolphin's hoof, and he can be as extravagant as he wants.
After six classics, the article was sweating like a pig.
For example, watching the sea, fine lobster.
The ancients learned from saints and refused to abolish a hundred schools.
The old mountain is surrounded by ten trees, and the Zhaitang is shaded by green trees.
Sweet rice Redmi, anorexic yellow chicken.
Rubbing your stomach is quite a feeling of reading.
I miss your strong teeth, and there is no woman to help me make tea.
Father and brother pity you, too, and you have to shepherd dogs.
And cut down thousands of chapters of wood to distribute to businessmen.
After the bumper harvest, August followed.
Chueh-min is in the forest, and Tintin smells rabbits.
I am very close to my friends. I am the godfather.
The song sung by Tai Yuan, Mr. Kishiyama.
Stay here and get drunk and offer food to Jou-chia.
I'm still practicing string, washing my heart and blowing strange things.
Solitary minister sent Chu tune, pour the country and blame Hu Jia.
Learn to draw sand with a pen and ink drum and a zigzag cone.
Poetry is a good place to go, not a hemp.
During the Yuan and Ming Dynasties, the ancestors were Zen, and the pipa was played by skillful hands.
Without the heart of wealth, I admire a pool of frogs.
Tian Min took over the farm nursery, and it was the season to collect loans.
Before Governor Xia Tian was cleared, he entered the ridge and pressed the new She.
I have lost my life since I lost Wang Fu.
Uncle know life is a disciple of the mountain, and the furnace smells like Tathagata.
Just thinking about the garden, I took off my crown and wore robes.
Looking forward to two seasons from the beginning, penguins will go to court.
Jiayu is in the south, and the ancestral hall recommends the giant shark.
I'm the leader of everyone. I don't care about my teeth.
Piercing the head and collar, fleas and lice scratch and crawl.
The world is tired and tied, and the official admonition is easy to rebel.
When it rains, drive sheep into Jinhua.
Sending slaves to force the king to do things is too busy to learn to shoot snakes.
4. "Huang Kuan's poems are self-sufficient, and the first two poems are answered."
Year: Song Author: Liu Kezhuang
The algae search is extremely refined, and it's a little open when you look closely.
I'm ashamed of bamboo when I'm old. Try Huangmei for half a week.
If you are willing to be a small family in the Tang Dynasty, you must become a monk.
Suck up all the ichthyosaurs, shrimps and crabs, and you might as well come as soon as possible.
5. Ancient Odes
Year: Song Author: Shi Daoyan
The sea rolled down, and the fish, dragons, shrimps and crabs believed in ups and downs.
Poor golden steamed bread, still smiling.
8. What are the lines about eating in the poem, and what are the lines that are separated from your life?
Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven. It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and it will be safe.
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become.
Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries. Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end.
There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold. Su Shi's Eat Pork Huangzhou good pork, the price is as cheap as dirt.
The rich refuse to eat, and the poor don't know how to cook. Slow fire, less water and beautiful temperature.
Get up and play a bowl every day, it's full, it's really your call. On February 19th, I took white wine perch across Zhan to eat Sophora japonica leaves. Su Shi's loquat boiled gold beads, and the mulberry first fell and tasted jade maggots.
I'll borrow ten lotus flowers for the time being and pour five books on an empty stomach. Green floating egg bowl, Sophora japonica bud cake, red dot ice plate squid.
Sushi's drizzle in Huanxi sand gave off a slight chill, and light smoke dispersed willow trees and beautiful beaches. The time to enter Huaiqing is getting longer and longer, and the snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon. Spicy bamboo shoots taste spring vegetables, and the world tastes happy. Seven days ago in beginning of spring, I heard that the inviters of pre-made spring dishes played a land tour. The buds and vegetables were all green and red, and the dishes were full of laughter. A cake is empty and hateful. How many spring breezes do you know in your later years? Eating tea porridge stored in Guangxi is hot during the day and summer, and birds don't fly.
Think of the shadows in the mountains, and solve the clothes in the mountains. A few clouds are far away, and they are not covered with brightness.
Stay for a long time to eat tea porridge, * * * I eat bracken. Our house is not far away, and we will come back at dusk.
Thousands of people broke up last year, and only a few hundred people cooked porridge this year. I finished my clothes last year, but this year I am sipping porridge and looking at nothing but skin and bones.
Eating bamboo shoots is easy. This state is a hometown of bamboo, and bamboo shoots are all over the valley. Fu Shan crossed his arms and took them to the morning market.
Many things are cheap, and double money is easy to bind. Put it in the kitchen and cook it with rice.
The purple basket is old, but the plain muscle breaks the new jade. Add meals every day, and don't think about meat after that.
I have been a guest in Luo Jing for a long time, and this smell is often not enough. Don't hesitate to eat, the south wind blows bamboo.
Eating bamboo shoots in the Five Dynasties This state is a bamboo township, and bamboo shoots are all over the valley. Fu Shan crossed his arms and took them to the morning market.
Many things are cheap, and double money is easy to bind. Put it in the kitchen and cook it with rice.
The purple basket is old, but the plain muscle breaks the new jade. Add meals every day, and don't think about meat after that.
I have been a guest in Luo Jing for a long time, and this smell is often not enough. Don't hesitate to eat, the south wind blows bamboo.
Modern poetry: sweet potato, green vine, green leaves crawling around, fat body and red face stringing melons. The appearance is not amazing, the heart is beautiful, and the whole body is farmers.
The hillside of peanut field is full of homes, and the green leaves are lined with yellow flowers. Buried deep in the roots, the fruit grows and the character is good.
The snacks in Jiang Yan Food Garden remain fragrant for several times, and the famous food garden is even more delicious. There are many kinds and flavors, and folk snacks have a long charm.
Jing' an orange sings the delicious taste of fresh fruit, strengthening the spleen and moistening the lungs. Production and sales have been booming for over 100 million years, and the green "fragrant field" has gone abroad.
The endangered species of giant salamander Jing 'an is very rare, and its reproduction and release are amazing all over the world. Fish will be on the market next year, and all the delicious food is mouth watering with wine.
Green food, natural god of food, return to nature. Green and pollution-free, mellow and healthy.
Tian Chou is thousands of miles away, and the shed is at four o'clock in spring. A simple meal, full of tea and precious vegetables.
Green water teahouse is enjoying warm and elegant tea, making you feel at home and laughing again and again. Cold air can relax the body and relieve the heat, while hot tea can moisten the mouth and produce saliva.
Orchid bud and sparrow tongue are now expensive, and the phoenix cake dragon group is ancient and precious. The green rhyme is longer than ancient times, and the fragrant tea is like a drunken tour.
Xiangzi's clear water bamboo shoots are bathed in the spring sunshine, showing their sharpness. Overnight, line up.
Go down into the factory and clean up. Look at the selection of materials, fine workmanship and hardcover products.
Natural food, green and homely. Crystal clear, jade fragrance overflowing.
Swim in the business sea and cross the East China Sea. A hundred flowers blossom, thousands of families, and thousands of people are empty.