Poetry about vegetables and fruits is badly needed.

pea

Pea poem

Cao Zhi cooks beans, burns bean dustpan, and beans weep in the kettle.

We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? Ganzhou shepherd's purse

Two Beijings are sold by the catty, and five streams are not picked.

Although summer is different, the smell remains the same.

Su Dongpo: "The bitter cold in the north is not over, and the pineapples in the snow are like real armour."