If you don't drink a glass of Taiping, the flowers will bloom with hoary heads at the end of the year —— Song Shu Yuexiang's "Thousands of hibiscus plants in Pinggao are rotten and the clouds are drunk, and they are like swimming in Furong City"

If you compare the roots, the roots will eat rattan by themselves —— Song Ziyi's "Steamed Dolphin"

It's hard to rely on salt to eat. Two or two gold grains-Tang Zhou Tan's "Jin Men Li Di"

Eat some oil and return home, which has been blamed so far-Song Shi Huikong's "Ode to the Ancient"

In the past eleven years, the dream of spring has been cold, and I have traveled south and eaten Yuchuan tea-Qing Gong Zizhen's "Hai Hai"