It is said that one day the weather was sunny and peaceful, and the scenery was beautiful. When Li Shangyin visited Hua Xu, he vaguely saw wine flags flying at the foot of the mountain. This is not so much a hotel as a small shop, which displays several clean rooms for passing passengers to rest. After all, it is a small place, and there is no good wine or food. Next time I ordered a bass. Seeing the bartender bring a plate of braised perch, he asked the boss why it was not perch sashimi. The boss said that perch can only be braised in brown sauce. At this time, people around you gathered around and said, how can perch be made into sashimi? Do you know anything about food? Li Shangyin thought, after all, I am from Chang 'an. How can I appreciate the delicious perch in such a small place? When I think of the delicious food in my hometown, "The Jade Emperor's Yellow Crane Sorrow" comes from my heart, so I sighed and wrote this poem on the wall. It tells the traveler's yearning for the hometown of rice-scented perch. The topic is: seeking land and family can strengthen our Tang Dynasty.

Falling flowers follow the water in front of the building, and the wine in the city is far from being sold.

How much do you want to ask about leisure? On a cool night, you will never hear a partridge.

The color of the valley is new, the rice fragrance is fragrant, and the floating canopy hates weeds in Gu Ping.

It is said that perch can't be eaten, and Yu Di is full of trees.

(hide your head for entertainment only)