Poetry about radish

"Ten Ode to Garden Vegetables: Radish"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Liu Zihui

Dense soil with deep roots, already weathered by wind and frost.

How pure white, the proximal pedicle is stained slightly blue.

"The wind blows into the pine, the troops are raised by the green dragon, and the feeling is after eating the radish"

Era: Yuan Dynasty Author: Xie Yingfang

The soil of the Qinglong vein is crisp and fragrant. The jade produced is like Kungang. It's a pity that if you don't go to the Yaochi banquet, you will go to the curling table, and the flavor will be desolate. Suddenly I recall the time sequence of my hometown, the spring dishes and the spring wine lambs.

Green silk lettuce and leek sprouts are yellow. Silver streaks stained with red frost. The peach blossom face is soft and the hands are wet, the wine is slightly drunk, and the chopsticks are like chopsticks. With the sound of drums and drums, people were startled to disperse, and the world has lasted for six years.