This is written by Su Shi.
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Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Send tea with Jiang kui
I was born with fate, without any inconvenience from all directions.
A boat crossing the river is suitable for five mountains, and the diet is poor and fragrant for three years.
Golden jade cooks snow, and the sea claw Zhu Jiang falls into the spring first.
Eating and sleeping in the breeze, a flower milk floated lightly and roundly.
Since the ship entered Wu Dong, Woye went to Sangmachuan.
Shearing Hu sheep is as big as a horse. Who remembers the staghorn banquet?
In the kitchen, steamed millet is buried in a rice vat, sour and raw in the ladle.
Shandong people like to eat small rice and drink hot and sour sauce.
) Zheluo copper is not used for grinding, and fertilizer and hemp mud must be studied in a basin.
An old friend still looked at me like an old friend and told me to be as good as then.
Shaxi Beiyuan is strongly divided, and the water is enough to fight for who is first.
Poems from Qing Dynasty are sent thousands of miles, and cakes from Zijin are 10,000 yuan.
Singing and cooking are two unique skills, afraid of stealing, begging and pestering.
Old wives and children don't know, and half of them have been fried by ginger and salt.
Life is varied, and the North and the South like to know who is virtuous.
You don't choose to live and die for a long time, let alone fight for beauty.
It's unreasonable to know that you travel badly, because poetry is sent to thank you for chatting.