1. Poems describing eating crabs: Crab claws are gold liquid, and the hills are Penglai. You must drink fine wine and ride on the moon to get drunk on the high platform.
——Li Bai If you don’t go to Lushan, you will live up to your eyes; if you don’t eat crabs, you will live up to your belly.
——Su Shi Crab Tang Yanqian The clear frost falls in the lake field in October, and the crabs are as fragrant as tigers at the beginning of the late rice.
The trawling net is used to collect Saiduo, and the bamboo basket is used to pick up the goods from the waterside.
The claws are one foot long vertically and horizontally, and are beautiful and iron-colored with the light of the lake.
I had eaten the rock crab before, so I was very surprised when I saw it.
I hate the old man with the yellow beard the most when buying it, and the price of ten yuan is too little.
The richness and flavor are better than those of a cricket, and the sharp navel is better than the round navel.
The plate is cooked and piled with delicious ingredients, and the orange paste sauce is delicious.
A bucket is full of red jade, and the pincers are full of red jade. The fragrant fragrance comes out.
On the shore, the wine is sealed with mud, and I can't stop chewing it carefully and pouring it frequently.
West Wind Zhang Han thought hard about the sea bass, could he know it was so delicious?
The cuteness of things is especially hateful, and one can taste the thorns taken from blue flies.
Young Master Wuchang is known as a beautiful man, but he cannot be allowed to run rampant in power.
The crab chants Pi Rixiu. It was well-known before it traveled to the sea. It has bones and is still born from the flesh.
Mo Dao is unintentionally afraid of thunder and lightning, and the Sea Dragon King is also rampant.
Crab Ode by Li Zhenbai The cicada-eyed turtle is shaped like a spider and has legs like a spider, but it never faces people head-on.
Now I am eating at the banquet, just like wandering around in the rivers and lakes.
Jia Baoyu preferred the coolness of cinnamon while holding his pincers, and he was crazy about pouring vinegar on ginger.
A gluttonous king and grandson should have wine, but a tyrannical son has no intestines.
Cold accumulated in the navel, greedy and forgetful, fingers stained with fishy smell are still fragrant after being washed away.
Originally, Po Xian had a busy life because of the delicious food of the world.
Lin Daiyu's iron armor and long battle have not been forgotten, and she is happy to taste them first.
The chelated seals are both full of tender jade, and the shell is convex with red fat pieces that are fragrant.
If you are more succulent, I will pity you even more. Who can help me?
On the festive occasion, the sweet osmanthus blows clear, the wind chrysanthemum carries frost.
Xue Baochai, Gui Ai, Tong Yin, sits in mourning, Chang'an salivates in anticipation of the Double Ninth Festival.
The road in front of me has no longitude and latitude, and the spring and autumn sky in the skin is black and yellow.
Chrysanthemum can also be used if the wine has not resisted the fishy smell, and ginger can be used to prevent cold accumulation.
What is the benefit of leaving the cauldron today? The moon is empty and the fragrance of grain and millet remains.
Bad Crab Lu You Old acquaintances and beards have been forgotten for a long time, and the young master has a long history of following each other.
Drunk to death, I will never regret it. It seems that I am heartless.
The crab fat has been chewed for a while, and the saliva has fallen. The wine is green and the old eyes are bright at the beginning.
—— Lu You 2. Poems about eating crabs Eating hairy crabs is a seasonal enjoyment. Li Bai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, once praised: "The crab claws are gold liquid, and the low hills are Penglai. You must drink fine wine and get drunk on the high platform by the moon." Song Dynasty
The great writer Su Dongpo was addicted to crabs and often exchanged poems for crabs: "It is ridiculous that the greedy prefect of Wuzhong could exchange one poem for two crabs (crabs, also known as crabs in ancient times)." The writer exchanged one poem for two crabs, and his proud appearance made people laugh.
Delightful.
No wonder after eating crabs, he sighed, "If you don't go to Mount Lushan, you will let your eyes down, and if you don't eat crabs, you will let your belly down."
Huang Tingjian, a poet of the Song Dynasty, loved eating Yangzhou tribute crabs and said that they were of unparalleled beauty. His poem said: "The tripod costs thousands of dollars, and the jade food is always precious. I comment on the Yangzhou tribute crabs. This thing is really unparalleled." He was also familiar with the method of cooking crabs and believed that the food was unparalleled.
Crabs are cold in nature and should be mixed with a little ginger. He wrote in his poem about crabs: "The Huatang collapsed when it was broken, and the ginger and oranges could not bear to be torn apart." The autumn wind sounded, and a friend brought plump and plump crabs. The poet Huang Tingjian could not restrain himself.
Keeping the joy in his heart, he wrote this poem: "Although the mold enters the woman's smile, the flavor can interpret the appearance of a strong man. The cold cattails have restrained sixteen generations, and I have felt that wine is flourishing." Chapter 38 of "Dream of Red Mansions" describes
The scene of nobles admiring flowers, eating crabs and composing poems.
Baoyu wrote confidently: "I prefer the coolness of cinnamon when I hold a crab, and I am crazy when I pour vinegar on ginger. A gluttonous king and grandson should have wine, but a tyrannical son has no intestines." At this time, Baochai said: "I also forced it.
First, just write it down to make fun of me." The poem goes: "Sitting in the shade of Gui Tong, Chang'an is looking forward to the Double Ninth Festival!
What's the point of leaving the cauldron now? The fragrance of millet is left in the sky." After seeing this, everyone said that this recipe is the best for eating crabs.
Poems about Crab and Crab Buns (Tang Dynasty) Pi Rixiu was well-known before he traveled to the sea. His skillful hand can praise how thin and pretty he is, even if he has bones, he still grows from the flesh.
Divide the cinnamon into the crab and make a bun.
Mo Dao is unintentionally afraid of thunder and lightning, and does not know whether to use his pincers in vain. The sea dragon king is also rampant.
Even holding pincers is like grass.
Zhang Lei sent a message just asking for crabs (Song Dynasty). I know that crabs in Lianshui are already frosty in September.
The giant solid gold is heavy, the fat crab is white and fragrant.
The dust leaves the homeland, and the poems and wine are sent to a foreign land.
If there is no envoy from the west, why go to Luoyang?
Lu You in the Song Dynasty loved to eat crabs and wrote: "It is said that the freshly cooked lamb's feet made me feel ashamed to break the precepts and break the crab navel. The fat of the crabs has been broken for a while, and I am salivating, but the green wine first makes my eyesight." He said that when he first started to break the fat crabs, he loved eating crabs.
, I was so greedy that my saliva drooled down. I held my pincers to drink the wine, and my dim old eyes also lit up. I was really addicted to crabs.
3. What are the poems about eating crabs during the Mid-Autumn Festival? 1. Ode to crabs / Ode to crabs is practiced in western Zhejiang. Tang Dynasty: Pi Rixiu was well-known before he traveled to the sea. Even if it has bones, it still grows from the flesh.
Mo Dao is unintentionally afraid of thunder and lightning, and the Sea Dragon King is also rampant.
Translation: Even before you have traveled across the sea, you already know the reputation of the crab. Its meat has bones growing on it and it looks very strange.
Don't say it is heartless. Even if it is afraid of thunder and lightning, the Dragon King of the Sea is also rampant.
2. Four poems about "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai There are thousands of poverty and sorrows, and three hundred glasses of fine wine.
There is a lot of sorrow, even though there is little wine, the sorrow will not come when the wine pours.
Therefore, we know that wine is the sage, and the heart will naturally open up when the wine is intoxicated.