Poetry about barbecue

Barbecue ● Fresh water singing the wind

Jiangzhouba wine is salty three times a day.

Huoliaoxun crucian carp meat precision work fat pig feast

If you don't care about the world, what's wrong with a gray-blue shirt?

Fishing alone in the cold river, many past events, distant mountains reflected into sails

Wild goose ● moss

Outdoor barbecue

Roadside stalls taste barbecue, beef salt is not salty.

Ham sausage is as red as blood, pheasant salted duck is as hard as rock.

Be surprised to see all the oil on the table and stains on your mouth, and don't be afraid of people sweating too much.

Making big money is like setting up a sail.

Lv Qi barbecue

Go to a spring outing to have a barbecue and enjoy the elegant and salty wine happily.

Smoke leaves five flavors around Qianfeng, and Xianggou No.4 leaves Shang Yan.

It was expected that Jade Bird would steal the letter, but people were shocked to see Yan Yan fighting for the shirt.

Don't laugh at all sentient beings, there are sails in the depths of white clouds.