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What ancient poems describe "eating"?

1, crossing the old village

Author: Meng Haoran Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Banquet nursery, holding cups to talk about Sang Ma.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

Step 2 eat pork

Author: Su Shi Dynasty: Song Dynasty

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.

3. Cold scouring of Sophora japonica leaves?

Author: Su Shi Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Loquat is ripe with golden beads, and mulberry leaves taste jade maggots for the first time.

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.

4. Huanxisha?

Author: Su Shi Dynasty: Song Dynasty

The drizzle chills slightly in the oblique wind, and the light smoke clears the beach.

It's getting longer and longer in my arms, and the snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon.

Sweet wormwood yellow bamboo shoots try spring vegetables, and the taste of the world is pure joy.

5. eat bamboo shoots?

Author: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

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.

My old friend killed the chicken, cooked a meal and invited me to be a guest. Walking outside the village, I saw green trees around the village, and the green hills on the outskirts obliquely inserted into the sky. When we arrived at a friend's house, we opened the window and talked about raising silkworms and spinning hemp while drinking in the courtyard outside. Have enough to eat and drink. When saying goodbye, friends warmly invited each other: "You must come again when the Chongyang Chrysanthemum blooms!"