A beautiful poem praising grapes

Grapes written by Don Yan Qian;

"Jingu wind dew cool, green beads drunk wake up early. Don't pick pearls at night, and the shadows are clear in the moonlight. "

Grapes in the clouds of Jacky:

"The basket is smooth, and the entrance is sweet and cold. If Wen Yuan knows this taste, Lu Hua should not ask for a golden plate. "

Qing Wu Ye Wei's grapes:

"A hundred welcomes the rich pearls, and the curtains are green. When you are worried, you should taste love first. The color reflects the golden fruit, and the fragrant jade bowl flows. If you don't work hard, you will win the exam. "

Chen Qing Song Wei's Yuxiang grapes are in Huaiyan City in summer;

"Who cooled the ice bowl on the windshield? Remember a hundred, in the pile of plates. Let's stop talking. Light and clear crystal, fragrant and fresh, light rain in Xishan. "

Grapes Liu Song Yuxi

Wild grapes twined around tall branches. Moving into the garden, Zhang Wang grows taller every day.

Wide and complex divergence, vine cultivation. Yang Qiao went to Tingke and explained something.

Make a long stand for it and the cloth will be green. Rice liquid irrigates its roots by percolation.

The meal is knotted and suspended. Horse milk with light frost, long Lin Yao early Xu.

There was a gloomy guest, staring at the hall. I said I'm from A Jin, and planting this is like planting jade.

There is not enough wine to drink. Hold a battle for you and go to Liangzhou to graze.