A poem describing cabbage

Blowing the wild wind in the garden, the peach leaves are green, and the spring dew cauliflower is yellow. Miracle

The mulberry scenery in Wotian is late, and the cauliflower in Ye Ping is spring. —— Wen Tingjun

Half of the 100-acre courtyard is covered with moss and peach blossoms are in full bloom. -Liu Yuxi

Cabbage people worship the king of all kinds of vegetables, and the heavenly palace holds a banquet to taste a hundred immortals.

The jade emperor was full of praise, and the queen mother was insatiable and did not respond.

Nourishing stomach and promoting fluid production tastes good. It can be mixed, fried and stewed.

I like winter best, so it's easy to store, and every household hides in the cellar.

Snow flies into the house in winter and falls on the balcony alone.

Through the window lattice, the jade leaf was born silently.

I don't blame the butterfly for showing its face or kissing its cheek.

Because gold is beautiful, there is no need to plant it carefully for the gardener.