May Yao Chen has a poem:
"You must use this power to add cinnamon to fried stalks and cooked sea bass."
Lu You's poems about bass are more:
"Looking at the sky, the bass is delicious, and the autumn wind is back."
When he traveled in Shu, he wrote again:
"After drifting for ten years, I remember to cook in the south. It is self-evident to see the eyes of the bass."
Zhang's "Yu Gezi" cloud:
"Before the egrets fly to Mount Cisse, mandarin fish flow in peach blossoms."
Du Fu's poem cloud:
"White small groups are divided into lives, and naturally two inches of fish."