Poetry about cattle

99 plus 19, plowing cattle everywhere.

One cow can replace seven people.

Hengzhou on the other side is ten miles green, and countless oxen are sunny in spring.

The road is as high as the shore, and a man riding an ox is as stable as a boat.

Ten miles in the evening, countless cattle and sheep whistle.

The straw rope is Chai Fei, and no one asks right or wrong.

If I can plant gold, I will never rest.

I looked at the condemned man coldly. I bow my head and be a willing ox

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . -"Drunk Song" Li Bai