What are the poems about "Chinese cabbage"?

First, "making mistakes in the DPRK"

Song Dynasty: Zhu Dunru

Mr. Wang's gluttony is an old problem, which is difficult to cure. Redmi cooked it in the morning.

Grow Chinese cabbage at the border and pickle it into yellow sauce. ?

Fat onions are thin, sesame oil is slow, and soup cakes are like silk.

It's harmless to have a cup in the morning and evening.

Second, "planing frozen vegetables"

Modern: Nie Gannu?

Cabbage is surprisingly frozen in the dead of winter, and it is bright and fragrant in Liuli Bi.

The bonsai in the Forbidden City is inlaid with precious stones, and there are long beds under the Lantern Festival lanterns.

A thousand hoes are flying jade pieces, and a pocket holds a kiss on the ice.

Fang Si gave a reward to others, but fell into a broken porcelain bowl.

Third, "Zhou Jieran went back to get water and tea"

Song: Wu

We will always cherish the feelings of mountains and valleys, and wash away the stones and the city of Xuyi.

You should fry the Huai water into crab eyes and have a chat with the sandman after eating.

He Tingting, the solitary tower of the Sangha, tried to call on the Sangha to really answer.

I'm going to buy cabbage from Yang Shan and cook Beihu soup in a group stove.

Fourth, "vegetable garden"

Song: Yang Wanli

How narrow this garden is, Nong Yu has always been proud of himself.

Watch people water cabbage and divide the water into yellow flowers.

The weather in first frost is unusually warm and the wind is slightly oblique.

Laugh at the bamboo pole and go home.

Five, "Spring at first"

Ming Dynasty: Gui Heng

Patiently looking at youth will be sad, and peaches and plums will be silent.

Chinese cabbage is late, fat silkworms are on fire, and holly flowers fall into one family.

Those who return to the field are like guests, but those who enter the room today are only facing the shadows.

I can't help talking and sleeping, and I'm too lazy to dream about this world.