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Poetry Appreciation of Pig Zodiac
Pig is a very familiar domestic animal, and the folks call it the first of the six animals. It ranks last in the zodiac, and it is worthy of its name to let the pig be the preeminent object of the zodiac. In ancient texts, there are different ways of expressing the words about pigs. Let’s enjoy the ancient poems about pigs together.
Ode to Pork
[Song] Su Shi
Clean the washing pan, use less water, and the smoke of the firewood can’t be lifted.
Don’t rush him when he is mature, he will be beautiful when the heat is full.
Huangzhou’s good pork is as cheap as dirt.
The rich refuse to eat, the poor do not know how to cook, so when you get up in the morning and make two bowls, you will be full of yourself.
sacrificial stove
[Song] Fan Chengda
On the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month in Gufu, the master of the kitchen was looking up to the sky and wanted to say something.
Clouds, cars, wind and horses are small, and there are cups and plates in the family.
The pig head is rotten and hot, the double fish is fresh, and the bean paste and sweet pine powder are baited.
The man chooses to offer his daughter to avoid it, and the wine burns money and the stove is happy.
The maid is not to hear the struggle, and the cat and dog are not to be angry;
Sending you to the gate of heaven when you are drunk and full, the scoop is long and the scoop is short.
Second Rhyme Shu Yaowen Prays for Snow, Fog and Pig Spring
[Song] Su Shi
The long laughing snake doctor has an inch of belly, and when will it be enough to spit out hail.
The goose was innocent and pitiful, and did not dare to cry when it cut its neck sideways.
Who knew that there was a pig dragon under the spring, lying on a pillow and a thunder car stepping on a yin shaft.
The year before last, the prefect was invited for drought, and the raindrops were like scatters of water.
The prefect returned to the country, Longguiquan, and to this day people sing the green of Qiyuan.
I am suffering from this drought again today, and the tired people are in the ditch.
But looking for the old traces and knocking on the Shenquan, the guests still carry Wang Ziyuan.
Watching the hymn of grass and music, the new voice will comfort China.
Xiaolaiquan, the east wind is fast, and the old Jiao weeping must be on the ice bead.
The strange words want to force the dragon to fly, the rhythm of danger is beyond my reach.
Let’s look at the snow and bury the cows, who and Chungong will be stinging.
At this time, he also borrowed Junshi’s poems again, and his spare power was still used.
Swipe down the paper and don’t say that you are tired, the dragon is shocked again and loses the key.
Wu Chunqing’s salaried pork, the play is an ancient sentence
[Song] Yang Wanli
The old man is afraid of hot rice and can’t, and the gentleman gives the meat fragrance to the city.
The frost knife cuts off the yellow water essence, and the moon axe cuts out the red pine.
The previous work of Jun’s Pig Hongla was when Shixue did not have the foot of Mount Wu.
Young Master Peng Shengchu was released from the bondage, and Zaoqiu pulled him up to Lingyan Pavilion.
But with one shovel and two claws, there really are Yangzhou cranes in the world.
Approaching Yan’an over the Wild Boar Ridge
[Song] Chao said
It’s cold in October, and it’s hard to make a move.
How to ride a whale, come to Wild Boar Ridge.
Thank you for Kangle from a distance, and your generation is easy to clean.
Zizhan Zizhan and Shu Yaowen pray to Xuewu and Zhuquan to sing harmony
[Song] Huang Tingjian
The old peasant was hungry, and wanted to see the rain in the four forests.
Lin Hui threw a bi-negative baby, how could he hear that Peng Er Weng did not cry.
Regardless of the thousands of households without cooking smoke, the cobwebs and snails salivate through the shaft.
Make Jun Minxue have no meat taste, cook the cakes with Qinghao and salt them.
Qiyun shearing claws should invade the muscles, frost does not kill the grass and it is still green.
The ghosts lingered in the fog of the western mountains, and the fragrant wine of the livestock was not desecrated.
Dewei went to eat from Dong’s father, rather than blame Ge Piyuan.
Dr. Qi, the official of Bu Ze Temple, exposed and sued Cang Yadian.
Please Tian Xingze not be thirsty, you will also wither across the river weeping.
The raw goose was cut off the neck and the blood was not dry, and the wind and horses were riding in the car.
The banners and flags of a hundred miles are sprinkled with jade flowers, causing Junyi to sting dragons and snakes.
The old farmer is happy to have a spring event, and he eats the rice and cooks the minnow.
Dr. Do not sigh from the public fatigue, next year’s Maifan slips the spoon.
Pig head monk
[Song] Shi Faxun
The pig head is easy to see and difficult to understand.
Mo Jiao said it was broken, and the penny was not straight.
Pig head monk
[Song] Shi Jihui
Lift the smelly pig’s head, and keep the precepts of purity.
It will be called foot fat cream, and the yuan comes with less meat dishes.
How to get out of the Jinhua world.
Suburban drink
[Song] Huayue
The pine shed is separated by a small bridge, and the green curtain hangs obliquely at the waist of the bamboo fence.
The pig’s head is boiled and the skin is smashed, and the beef is roasted with the bones.
The village wine does not try to invite the guests to get drunk, and the wildflowers are delighted to be charming.
Guizhou does not need to support the bright moon, only Qianxifeng borrows the evening tide.
