The poem at the beginning of the pig

I found something: rats and dust, cattle and sheep coming at dusk. The tiger roars in the empty valley, the rabbit opens the bright moon window, the dragon shadow is far green, and the snake willow lingers near. Ma Lanfang is far away and breeds sheep in spring. The monkey chestnut shames the fragrant fruit, and the chicken anvil attracts the clear bosom. The dog is outside, and the pig's window is leisurely.

During the day, a hungry mouse was bitten by an empty hand, and Xiaojia lived in an abandoned nursery in Niu Geng. When I was a tiger, I was arrogant and poor. You see, after sleeping for three winters, the dragon's head doesn't argue with the snake. Destroying a car and killing a horse is easy to cook and drink. Keep monkeys hanging green by hand, and keep Kun chicken (Kun chicken: ancient books refer to birds such as cranes). The guest came to bark for tea, not to buy pork from the host.

The hungry eagle can't scare the mouse, and the cow sleeps on its stomach. Jingzhou rabbit hole, a thousand miles apart. Fish and dragons enter the water, regardless of size. The magic mirror is a snake in a cup. The autumn wind in the horse's ear has gone without a trace, and the narrow path has returned home early. There is no need to dance with monkeys in the hall, and chickens in the intestines are paradise. Chai Men's dog barked at his neighbors and told them to buy Xie Chunyu, a god pig.

Cows and girls have hardly seen each other for years. The rabbit grows longer in the middle of the month. Dragons with beads often don't sleep, and drawing snakes is very tiring. Has the old horse ever had horns, and the sheep angered the princes? Don't laugh at the Chu people's crown bathing monkeys, but wish the chickens were empty nests. Wuyang slaughtered dogs in Langzhong, and Ping Jin let Gou Haidong's head go.

The world is full, but poetry is a string. I have never been an emperor, a tiger, a wolf or a Qin dynasty. It's really boring to watch the rabbit garden at night. Long Hanxin knew that the robbery was not over, and Jia Sheng burst into tears. There are no horses in the pear garden, only sheep and cars are like jade. The child is like a miraculous macaque, drawing a chicken window alone. Banqiao dog meat is not to be envied, Dongpo meat.