The poems about crabs are as follows:
1. "Ode to Crabs Presented to Western Zhejiang" by Pi Rixiu of the Tang Dynasty
Before he traveled to the sea, he was already well-known and had bones. And it comes from flesh. Mo Dao is unintentionally afraid of thunder and lightning, and the Sea Dragon King is also rampant.
Translation: Even if you haven’t traveled across the sea, you already know the reputation of the crab. Its meat has bones growing on it, and it looks very strange and round. Don't say it is heartless. Even if it is afraid of thunder and lightning, the Dragon King of the Sea is also rampant.
2. "Nine Days Water Pavilion" by Han Qi in the Song Dynasty
The ancient pavilion was destroyed by the Chiguan, which is the extension of the Double Ninth Festival for guests. Although I am ashamed that the autumn appearance of the old garden is light, I can see the yellow flowers fragrant in the late festival.
The wine tastes mellow and overripe, and the crab claws are first solid and do not need to be frosted. Over the years, it is difficult to become strong after drinking, and it is still crazy to sing loudly.
Translation: The hall by the pool has collapsed, and the ancient pavilion is in desolation. I am here to receive the guests diligently and spend this wonderful Double Ninth Festival together. Although I am ashamed that the autumn colors of the old garden are sparse, just like my old face, please take a look at the integrity of my old age, just like the fragrance of the blooming chrysanthemums.
The newly brewed wine is already very mature, with a mellow and fragrant taste. The crabs have already grown fat and tender, and there is no need to wait for the autumn frost. In recent years, the enthusiasm for drinking has declined, and it is difficult to force it away. Only the talent for reciting poetry is still very strong.
3. "Ode to the Crab" by Li Zhenbai of the Tang Dynasty
The cicada-eyed tortoise is shaped like a spider and has spider-like legs, but it never faces people head-on. Now I am eating at the banquet, just like wandering around in the rivers and lakes.
Translation: Eyes like a turtle, feet like a spider, unable to face people head-on. Now on the plate, like in the arena.
4. "Ode to the Crab" by Cao Xueqin of the Qing Dynasty
Those who hold chela sticks prefer the coolness of cinnamon, and those who pour vinegar on them will make them crazy. A gluttonous king and grandson should have wine, but a tyrannical son has no intestines.
Coldness accumulates between the navel and forgetfulness, and fishy fingers are stained and fragrant after washing. Originally, Po Xian had a busy life because of the delicious food of the world.
Translation: Holding crab claws, I love the coolness of the osmanthus tree. Sprinkling vinegar on it and adding ginger really makes me want to eat. The gluttonous prince and grandson naturally wanted wine to cheer him up, but the so-called "Rogue Young Master" had no liver or intestines in his belly. Because of greed, I had long forgotten about the cold accumulation in my belly and navel. The smell of fishy smell lingered on my fingers even after I washed them again and again. Crabs were born to satisfy the world's appetite. Su Dongpo, who was called an immortal, also laughed at himself for being busy with his mouth all his life.
5. "Four Poems by the Fisherman (Part 1)" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
When the fisherman drinks, whoever goes there will pay for the fish and crabs at once. There is no amount of wine and no amount of drunkenness, no matter how much money each other has.
Translation: Mr. Jueda wants to drink. Which restaurant should he go to? The fish and crabs were handed over to the restaurant in exchange for wine. It doesn’t matter how much you drink, you’ll only get drunk once you get drunk. There is no need to talk about money between the fisherman’s fish and crabs and the restaurant’s wine.