jiaozi's ancient poems are as follows:
The first poem: A play about food, a trip to Song and Lu.
before the spring, the wax is followed by the luxuriant things, and when the companion Cao holds the glass.
steamed cakes can still be cross-split, and wonton should be five kinds.
the second song: Xie Yunwen's shepherd's purse wonton, which was told by Song Chao.
I have no choice but to complain about the national wind.
Wang Sun is old and fat, and soup cakes are also shameful.
The third song: Wonton, Song Hongzikui.
the tender moss is green, and the snow is wrapped in spring.
Xiao Jiatang is the ancestor, and the bread is the neighbor.
the chaos function has three poles, namely, rushing and storing one truth.
Sleeping on the stomach in the sun is called Ge Tianmin.
the fourth song: Jiang Lin invited several people to eat wonton to learn books. Cheng, Mei Yaochen of Song Dynasty.
Old muscles and thin stomachs like eating hot food, and the condition is that October cream invades the skin.
I'm poor with you, but I don't learn from Dr. Qu.
before, I was sitting in shock and laughing.
I know that the intention of raising money is shallow and narrow, and a meal is nothing.
No.5: Dumplings, what's your ear?
Just like the soup-cake contest in the New Year, shepherd's purse contains fresh teeth.
It was the third day of last spring, when the plate meal was settled everywhere.
No.6: Minus Magnolia-Chanting Tangyuan, modern Yuan Siliang.
knead the dough and rub the snow. Hands pounding to the sky and the moon.
jade bowls are frequently offered. Each round is even and stunned.
gentle breath. My heart is as sweet as honey.
I wish my lover. All groups are double.