Crab
Lin Daiyu
The iron armor and long armour have not been forgotten, and the heaps of colorful plates are happy to be tasted first.
The chela is full of tender jade, and the shell is full of red fat.
The meat is more compassionate to the eight feet of the Secretary, to help the love who advised me a thousand goblets.
This is the best way to honor the holiday season, and the chrysanthemums are frosty in the breeze.
Crab
Jia Baoyu
Holding the chela is more like gui yin cool, splashing vinegar and beating ginger to be crazy.
The king's grandson should have wine, but the son of a rampant man has no intestines.
The coldness of the umbilical cord is a source of gluttony, and the fishy fingers are still fragrant.
Originally, it was for the beauty of the world's mouth and stomach, and Po Xian once laughed at the busyness of his life.
Crab
Xue Baochai
Tongyin is the most beautiful place to sit and raise a goblet, and the mouth of Chang'an is looking forward to the sunrise.
The road in front of me has no warp or woof, and the dust of spring and fall is black and yellow in the skin!
The wine has not been cleansed of fishy chrysanthemums, and the ginger is necessary to prevent coldness.
What's the point of dropping the kettle now? The moonpool is empty of the fragrance of corn.