Vulgarians often laugh and punt, knowing each other, a poem, a poem. Complaints are overwhelming, so we are Artemisia people.
Meet again thousands of miles, * * * sitting at the sandalwood table, the poem about jiaozi comes from the poem about jiaozi. When you raise chopsticks, you miss and match this moment.
Don't worry about parting, take a jiaozi inside. I will be happy early next year and have another reunion after eating jiaozi.
A poem praising jiaozi
No matter how many years you've been through,
No matter how many wrinkles you have,
I will never feel that you are old.
Beneath a simple and clean appearance
It is your rich and fragrant heart.
In the ups and downs,
What remains unchanged is the yearning for home.
Eating like a crescent moon —— Pu Songling in Qing Dynasty.
On New Year's Day, make a flat meal and serve a long life-as contained in "Ten Thousand Dyes, Folk Custom" in Ming Dynasty.
It's better to eat while lying down, but it tastes like jiaozi, a northern folk song.
Jiaozi's poems
In spring, the breeze blows.
I think of jiaozi when I am free.
Pack it separately.
The smell of leek stuffing filled the room.
How wonderful the music in your ear is.
Listen to music while packing.
Think of my mother's love for jiaozi.
Jiaozi, don't forget to give it to an old friend when it's done.
Just when the aftertaste is endless.
Suddenly I feel that there are two people around me.
I don't know when, when.
The whole family eats jiaozi together.
Attached is this little poem * * *
If you have fun with your family
Don't forget to cherish the good times.