The poem describing the deliciousness of dog meat is as follows:
When the rain is cold and the wind is setting, we will get to know each other after drinking together;
After three cups, we will make a harmony and chant the incense together. Meat poetry. (Huang Keri)
Winter solstice warms up the cold dog meat in a pot, and the five immortals are happy and at ease in the wind and rain;
In the deep alley outside Guangyuan City, Xie Laoxiao enjoys a meal. (rouge, snow and skinny)
What can I do if the weather is cold and the ground is freezing? There is a dog meat kennel with delicious food;
Five friends gather together happily, a cup of warmth leads to a river of poetry. (Wang Guiyun)
What can I do if the weather is freezing? I'm even more happy that the poems and wine are not on credit;
I want to join hands with each other in temperament, and now I have to thank Brother Xiao. (Wang Guiyun)
There are already tens of millions of poetry friends, how many more friendships can there be like this?
Put your heart and soul in high esteem for your faith, and sing your heart to heaven. (Wang Guiyun)
The aroma of the dog meat is unbearable, and the uncooked chopsticks are already in the pot;
Xiao Fei saw through my greedy mouth, and a spoonful of hot soup warmed my heart. (Yang Lina)
The temperature has dropped sharply and it is appropriate to wear warm clothes and roll the fragrant meat into the nest;
Surrounded by two and three confidants, we raise a glass and discuss the seven wonders;
Reciting poems and writing, I laughed frequently, talked about the past and talked about the present;
After drinking enough wine and drinking tea, everyone sighed, today's enjoyment is peaceful. (Xiao Youlin)
The soup is thick, the vegetables are green and the meat is fragrant, and the wine is delicious;
Do you know your luck tonight? It becomes an elegant rhyme with nine sausages.
How did the eminent monk jump over the wall? The small cauldron is boiling with strong fragrance;
Ten chopsticks are intertwined frequently, and the five kings are crazy under the moon. (Xian Songqing)
The dog meat was rolled several times in the pot, and even the gods could not sit still.
My old friend from Guangzhou was full of poetry, and Lao Du's mouth watered unbearably. (Du Hai)
My friend is so excited about the rhymes that I feel like I want to return to the rhythm.
I write random words without rhymes, and my classmates feel ashamed when they laugh.
The fragrant meat jumped over the wall to kill me, and the poems drifted across the Pacific Ocean;
But I couldn't get together with my friends, so I could only look at the moon and sigh at the delicious fragrance. ?
How about having fun with poems, wine, and dog meat pots for talented people and beautiful ladies?
Meet you on Christmas Eve and drink wine in the meandering water to worship the Northern Kingdom. (Green Wolf in the Grass)?
It is cold in the southern country and the smell of dog meat is fragrant, and the five immortals gather to compete in poems.
Add fine wine to add to the excitement, and gather around the fire in the rainy night to catch up on the Song and Tang Dynasties.
In the cold weather of the southern country, the smell of dog meat is fragrant, and the five immortals gather to compete in poems.
Add fine wine to add to the excitement, and gather around the fire to catch up on the Song and Tang Dynasties on a rainy night. (Returning after beating horses and stepping on flowers)
For Chinese people, there is really no psychological burden on eating dog meat. Dogs, like cows, both perform certain tasks and their meat is edible. There are records of eating dog meat in the Spring and Autumn Period. Jin Linggong, the king of the Jin Kingdom, was known as a "dog fan". He liked to keep vicious dogs and would let them bite people if he was slightly displeased. When the doctor Zhao Dun resisted, Duke Linggong of Jin was furious and released vicious dogs to kill Zhao Dun, but he was killed by Zhao Dun's guards. The final burial place of this vicious dog must have been in the human stomach.