Description: Carassius auratus meat is roasted and smoked with fire. The process of making this fish is as rigorous as carving jade.
Author: the wind sings fresh water
From: Barbecue.
2, surprised to see the oil on the table, don't be afraid of people sweating.
Commentary: I was surprised to see a table full of people with a mouthful of oil. Don't be afraid of people sweating and getting wet.
Author: wild goose moss
From: Barbecue.
3. Enjoy a barbecue in spring, and enjoy a light salty taste with wine.
Commentary: Go to barbecue together in spring, drink wine and eat barbecue leisurely.
Author: anonymous
From: Seven Laws
4. Smoke leaves five flavors around the Thousand Peaks, and incense hooks come out of Shang Yan.
Explanation: The smoke is very heavy and smells, and the smell arouses everyone's appetite.
Author: anonymous
Said by: Walking in Spring
5, concentrate on long skills, taste better than before.
Explanation: I concentrate on practicing kungfu, and the food I sit now is more delicious than before.
Author: anonymous
From: The Hidden Art
2. Poetry barbecue related to barbecue ● Fresh water sings the wind
Jiangzhouba wine is salty three times a day.
Huoliaoxun crucian carp meat precision work fat pig feast
If you don't care about the world, what's wrong with a gray-blue shirt?
Fishing alone in the cold river, many past events, distant mountains reflected into sails
Wild goose ● moss
Outdoor barbecue
Roadside stalls taste barbecue, beef salt is not salty.
Ham sausage is as red as blood, pheasant salted duck is as hard as rock.
Be surprised to see all the oil on the table and stains on your mouth, and don't be afraid of people sweating too much.
Making big money is like setting up a sail.
Lv Qi barbecue
Go to a spring outing to have a barbecue and enjoy the elegant and salty wine happily.
Smoke leaves five flavors around Qianfeng, and Xianggou No.4 leaves Shang Yan.
It was expected that Jade Bird would steal the letter, but people were shocked to see Yan Yan fighting for the shirt.
Don't laugh at all sentient beings, there are sails in the depths of white clouds.
3. Seeking Nalan Xingde's classic poem "A New Interpretation of Nalan Xingde's Ci" If there is only one life, why is it sad to draw a fan in the autumn wind?
It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. Lishan language is clear at midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain at night.
More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before. This is the song you are looking for .. that's the song you asked yesterday ~ ~ The soothsayer is too soft to dance.
The spring breeze in February took more than a year to blow the willow branches yellow. The same weeping willows, in the west bank of the sunset, hazy misty rain, but more love.
There are long and short strips in front of Xiao Su's door, which is the place where the fan gradually loses, where the lips are crimson and blue, and there is nowhere to run. Ling Bo is going to live for the east wind.
How can you resist autumn if you are so miserable? Also stay, Leng Xiang half wisp, Xiangjiang rain first. Eye-catching does not compare Qionghua to lotus makeup, which is like a white dress.
Another quiet, natural standard, Mo Near East Wall. Jade bone, ice muscle, talent desolate.
Poor night, cold smoke and bright moon, thin shadow through the window. Linjiang Fairy Goose is frosty and cold, and some people are in the same boat.
It is planned to worry about the side with a ruler, which is easy to worry about many books and tears fall before the lamp. Without thinking about the past events on the moon, we also know that it will decrease year by year.
There is no reason to spread it, the west wind is just a shadow. It's only early autumn. The soothsayer's willow is too soft to hang down and too thin to jump.
The spring breeze in February took more than a year to blow the willow branches yellow. The same weeping willows, in the west bank of the sunset, hazy misty rain, but more love.
The small Liu Yin Gate of Qiantang River is full of foliage and hazy, which makes people think. Where is the flying willow in Linjiang Xianzi? The ice layer was destroyed.
Sparing a tree is colder. Love him, the moon is good, and haggard is also related.
The most important thing is to shake it in the back and teach people to remember Chunshan. It's hard to dream about a skirt intermittently.
The west wind is more or less annoying and can't blow away the eyebrows. Mulberry picking is not a hobby. I like to look down on my appearance. Cold places are better.
Don't have a bud, it is not a rich flower in the world. Who can cherish Xie Niang and wander the world after leaving?
The cold moon is sad, and the west wind is boundless in Wan Li. Minus the word magnolia crescent moon evening makeup to stop, but also draw a slender eyebrow in front of the mirror.
Be sure to stay awake, rain and smoke are invincible. Don't teach the stars to take place, stay together.
This night, the red chamber is as sad as heaven and earth. Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, singing on the eighth day of the first month of the string, the sky is clear on the mirror.
Leaning against the painted diaphragm, I was silent and moved Mei's shadow across the red bridge, and nepotism floated in the north wind. The Jiangnu Temple in Huanxisha at sunset is a temple prepared for girls day and night in the cold wave.
Spider silk on the jade dust net. Chenghai Tower is towering into the sky, and Wang Mi-shi is there, leaving a doubt.
Six kings are like dreams. Hongqiao nostalgia, Wang Ruan Tingyun naive fleeting time.
A water cry shortened the pavilion autumn. The bright moon shone in Yangzhou in the old days.
It used to be a long beach, and Qingyang was alienated. Yugou ramp is near the lost building.
Yu Zhonghao's recitation of history immediately turned into propaganda across the river, and it was clear that leisure belonged to the boudoir. I hate it for a long time, and the flowers fall cold and return to my heart.
Add a whimper, and your feet will be desolate. Who teaches students to smell well?
Only this year in the West Sea, I am still heartbroken for Xiao. Picking mulberry seeds can be lonely and fragrant. I want to talk about my life.
It's midnight. A sad song, tears are dark.
You know, autumn leaves and spring flowers promote the stars. In the case of wine, you must pour, a thousand years' reputation, ten thousand years' reputation, Mo Wen.
A moth eyebrow whose lower chord is not as good as its upper chord. Why is Geng Lang sad before he is old? The plain wall shines obliquely, and the bamboo shadow sweeps the window.
The empty room was silent, the crow was about to break dawn, and I went down to the west building again. In the DPRK, the Shu string has nothing to do with Qin Zhu, and the cloud screen covers it all day.
I used to cherish the light feathers and retreat the powder, and I felt weak and flat. The east wind is eventful, and the residual cold blows away, slightly warming up.
After seeing a curtain of red rain, who is Hua Ling? In the autumn night, in the fairy dew pavilion, toads enjoy the cool in the water bath, and their scales are broken and Jin Lang is broken. On a sunny night, the bottle is full of wine, and it is hard to sleep. The moon in the southwest sets in the city.
Cold painting screen of residual snow in Huanxisha. Plum blossoms fall, the flute sounds, it's already midnight, and there is no one in the month.
I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know why you are crying. I remember my life in the sound of heartbreak.
It's hard to know if it's rainy and cold in Huanxisha, so you can go back to the apricot blossom line. Last year, the barrel was high and light.
If you mess up the stove smoke, the sleeves will be purple and the wine will faint. Where in the world to ask affection.
Yu Meiren residual lamp blows out the furnace smoke, accompanied by a lonely shadow. Sentenced drunk, in order to ask who is awake in the world.
The flowers are hard to meet, the wine is delicious, and the head is scratched. I always have to get drunk and sleep in my leisure time, for fear of waking up, I still get into the bottle.
Romantic autumn grass withered in the suburbs, yellow trees Sao Sao after Chongyang. I remember Yule's hair. When the flowers fell, she picked up the green flowers and suddenly listened to the flute.
Today, the burn marks are gone, and the frost shadow is red and withered. Autumn water reflects the sky, cold smoke weaves, soap carvings fly all over the sky, and the sky is miserable and the clouds are high.
Life must be carpe diem, you know. It's easy to get cold feet
Saying goodbye to Dong Jun is boring. How famous is it? I won, wearing a jacket to shoot tigers and selling wine in the western suburbs.
Then I waved my hair at the shadow of the sunset and leaned back on the horse. Autumn scenery can't live without peace and happiness.
Six songs Pingshan deep courtyard, ups and downs every day. At the beginning of the rain and the fragrance of chrysanthemum, people say that this day is Chongyang.
Looking back at the cool clouds and twilight leaves, I think infinitely at dusk. Mid-Autumn Festival pipa fairy, blue sea every year, who is missing the ice wheel? Autumn fragrance is blowing, as clear as snow.
If you look at a sunny night, you will know that it will be sad. Just now, yes, the old moon.
Playing hide-and-seek on the flower path has angered the leaves. Remember whether it is light or small, and it is cold and hot several times.
Only the end, pretending to be full of feelings, forever boundless, never give up. A purple jade is ruthless, and the night is cold.
Bodhisattva Man Han Xiao leans against the southwest moon, and Tintin pours arrows. Spring is very suitable, and the east wind is right and wrong.
The soul of Shu is ashamed to look at the shadow, and the jade shines red and cold. Who sings "backyard flowers" and reminisces about the old residence in the new year?
I am good at carrying the setting sun on the small building, but whose jade emperor rhyme is quiet 3. A line of white geese is far away at dusk, when yellow flowers are everywhere in autumn.
Surprise, sigh, ups and downs, like a dream flowing east. Things in the world are as melancholy as they are, and the old tour in Hengtang, Mo Wen.