Cabbage, a common wild vegetable, begins in winter and is served in spring. The cabbage has experienced the extreme cold, but it still dots the desolate earth with greenery. In the spring, the grass and trees germinate, bathed in the spring wind and rain and spring sun, and the cabbage grows more fat and tender, delicious. Whether it is winter or spring, cabbage is a delicacy that people can't forget, and the taste of mountains and treasures and seafood may not be able to be tasted by everyone, but enjoying the freshness of cabbage is not at too much cost. This is truly a gift from Heaven.
Last night, the sky was bright, and the Changchuan River was cold and clear.
Chrysanthemums bloom to the end, and cabbage is born.
--Tang Li Duan, "Miscellaneous Songs, Ancient Separations"
Last night, the moon was very clear, reflecting the stream and the river, cold and clear. The chrysanthemums are about to bloom, but it is good to be able to plant cabbage and plant cabbage, which is getting colder and colder, as if there is hope.
In the cold winter, cabbage is a good vegetable and is easy to get.
Pluck the snow to pick the leaves to turn green, delete and cook themselves as a cup soup.
Baojie Xiang masonry He Zengzhi preferred to be born all over the place in the cold door.
--Song Xu Yinglong, "Cabbage"
Pulling away the snow, the poet was satisfied to see that the leaves of the cabbage were green, and the cabbage was picked and boiled into a delicious soup. Those rich and noble families, where do you recognize the cabbage, it is always born in the cold door of the countryside, and it can be seen everywhere! Poor homes, but also simple happiness.
Lu You, a great poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, also had a special love for cabbage.
Su Zhi is outside the people, and the pure heart is the beginning of the swim.
It is a blessing in heaven, the book of the world.
Cabbage is picked for cake, and locust buds are picked as leaves.
Asagiri has two belly, not ridiculous seclusion.
- Song Luyou, "The Secluded Residence"
The poet said that his dreams, unlike ordinary people, are what he pursues and likes. He did not ask about the destiny of heaven, nor did he ask about the affairs of the world, but he abandoned the prosperity and only wished to be free. Living in this place, it is also a different flavor, making cabbage into the cake, picking locust sprouts to make pickles, are very good experiences, appetite is what people need, wild vegetables can also bring simple happiness. Early in the morning, touching the belly in the evening, it is also very satisfied, and this day of seclusion makes people rejoice. The mood is good, the coarse tea and light rice can also be delicious, not to mention the delicious cabbage with the meal!
Cabbage is a warm embellishment of the cold season, arousing people's yearning for a better life, and sincere emotions are more worth cherishing.
The leaves of the deserted garden are fluttering, and the cabbage is already picky.
Quite surprised Sencha slow, Yuan Zhi drew water remotely.
The flowers burst into buds, and the frost passes through the native nitrate.
Small to be new, poetry friends one by one.
- Yuan Fanghui ,"Xi Liu Yuanhui to the Second Song"
In the deserted garden, the dead leaves are falling, and the cabbage in the garden can already be picked and eaten. Friends come to the door, why the tea has not been fried, is because you need to go to a far away place to get water! The sun shines on the earth, the buds are ready to bloom, and the land after frost seems to give birth to white salt. Friends, please wait a little longer, I am about to take out the fresh wine, let's have a drink together, have a good time! How can such affection care about the simplicity of the conditions?
The harsh winter days have finally passed, spring has arrived, and the momentum of the growth of cabbage has become stronger.
The snow in the city has just disappeared, and there are few people in the deep alleys of Jiaomen.
Willow can hear the yellow oriole language, which is the first sound of spring.
- Yuan Yang Zai, "To the Beijing Division"
The ice and snow in the city had just melted, the cabbage was green, the deep alleys of Jiaomen were too remote, and there was no one walking. Suddenly hearing the cry of the yellow oriole at the head of the willow treetops, the poet could not help but be overjoyed, this is the sound of spring! It is reporting to people the news of the return of spring! There are cabbages in the eyes, birdsong in the ears, and the spring light has quietly arrived in the world.
For the ancients, the most beautiful life is not necessarily the great wealth and nobility, but the peace and smoothness, the reunion of the family, and the happiness of the world.
Smoke and dust from all over the world, a storm, and difficulty in traveling.
Fortunate children and grandchildren are full of eyes, the cloth sail is unharmed, the husband and wife are white, and the green mirror is still round.
Kasazawa's western head, on the east bank of Bishan Mountain, is cold with plum blossoms.
Happy New Year, with Maochai Village Wine and Spring Plate of Cabbage.
--Yuan Xie Yingfang, "Qinyuan Chunren"
The world is full of ups and downs, and the road of life is always difficult. Fortunately, along the way, it is finally safe and sound, and now there are full of children and grandchildren, and the husband and wife White Prime Minister have supported the rest of their lives, which is also considered to be complete. Plum blossoms through the cold, it is another year of spring to come, what to greet the new spring? The hut firewood door, but there is also home-brewed wine, there are spring plates made of cabbage, there is also a taste, there is joy and joy, not to live up to the good times.
Spring cabbage is very delicious and makes people nostalgic, just like nostalgic for spring.
The three spring cabbages are delicious, and the nine ripe cherries are the most famous.
Qingxing does not praise the wine companions, making people forget the foreign feelings.
——Qing Zheng Banqiao, "Three Spring Cabbages are Delicious"
The Cabbage in March is quite flavorful, and the nine-ripe cherries are the most famous. If there is no interest, there is still good wine to promote, so that people almost forget that they are in a foreign country, relax their hearts, and happiness will follow!
Spring is also the season of flowering for cabbage. Although small, the cauliflower is also full of vitality and has become a regular visitor in ancient poetry.
Spring into the plains of cauliflower, newly cultivated rain after the fall of flocks of crows.
Amorous white hair helpless in spring, and the evening green curtain wine is easy to credit.
Leisurely, fine career, there is mulberry on the west bank of the bullpen.
The green skirt of the woman who is a domestic woman, go to see the foreign family while the silkworm is born.
--Song Xin Renjie, "Partridge Day, Spring into the Plains Cauliflower"
Spring came, the cabbage on the plains also blossomed, the land had just been ploughed, and when it rained, a flock of crows foraged on the newly turned land. Time is rushing, the poet sighs, I have a lot of gray hair, is it because of too much affection? But only in exchange for all kinds of helplessness! Or go to the hotel and get drunk and solve your worries! The villagers look laid-back, their lives are very pleasant, and mulberry and hemp are planted on the west side of the cattle pen. And the woman in the blue dress and the white shirt was taking advantage of the busy farming to leave her mother's house! Such a life, the poet is envious, but also infected, will not be so sad, right?
Cauliflower is common, winter food leaves spring to see flowers, a winter, a spring, is the career of cabbage.
Where is the red wisp of green light now? The wind and rain will not go back.
Sadly last year, the wall fell to the ground, and this spring only flowers bloomed.
——Tang Bai Juyi, "The East Wall Night Tree Goes to Autumn and Is Destroyed by Wind and Rain This Year's Flowers Have a Feeling"
Where did last year's acacia flowers go this year? Even the acacia trees were destroyed by the wind and rain, and the beautiful acacia flowers were never seen again. It was still the same place last year, but there were no green leaves and red flowers, only the flowers bloomed, and the poet could not help but be afraid. But in fact, there is no need to be sad, acacia flowers are good, and the cauliflower is also quite interesting!
In Yang Wanli's eyes, the small cauliflower is also worth seeing, and it is really a flower into each eye.
The sky is thin and the sun is tired of spring travel, and the hedges of the sky are quiet.
Suddenly, there was a small wind that people did not realize, and countless flowers always shook their heads.
--Song Yang Wanli, "The Garden"
The weather was faint, the sun was faint, and the poet traveled alone in the spring, gradually becoming a little tired. The green cypress trees beside the road and the thickets of green bamboo take people to deeper places. Suddenly, a light wind blew, and I saw a piece of flowers swaying in the wind, as if nodding at the poet! At this moment, the poet's heart also rippled with joy. The beauty of spring is everywhere.
When the cabbage blooms, the spring is gradually deepening, and the cabbage once ushered in the spring and will send the spring away.
The flowers fill the atrium like snow, and the plantains are an inch green.
Lao Tzu often thanked guests, and short hoes accompanied the gardeners.
--Song Lu You, "Miscellaneous Poems on Traveling home"
The cauliflower flowers bloomed all over the courtyard, as white as snow, and the banana leaves suddenly pulled out the young leaves, which were already an inch of eye-catching green. The poet's favorite thing to do is not to welcome and send, to call friends and friends, but to wear a coat, hoe vegetables, and be a diligent gardener in the garden in late spring, which is very fulfilling and happy!
Spring is about to leave, no regrets, no need to be sad, summer is not far from the door, cauliflower is about to send away spring, just enjoy this last spring light.
Wild flowers are in full bloom in spring, and mountain cherry blossoms are raining and sunny.
The wine woke up on horseback and stepped on the flowers, and there were countless green shadows outside the door.
- Yuan Sadula, "Jingkou Seongnam Sub-Episode I"
Wild cauliflower blossoms, spring is about to end, mountain cherry blossoms fall, rain after the first bloom. After the poet woke up, he rode his horse to step on the flowers and send spring home, only to see that the green shade outside the door had been born, and the change of time seemed to be in an instant!
Cabbage, from winter to spring, provides people with fresh green leaves and accompanies people's ordinary life. Later, it blossomed, and the color of the flowers was like snow, as if it were the memory of its past life, although it was not amazing, it was full of vitality, not inferior to the peach blossom and plum blossom. Many people love it, not because of how beautiful it is, but because of its delicious taste, and the kind, stable feeling that connects with three meals a day. It can be eaten, it can also soothe the spirit, when the flowers bloom, it can also be appreciated, I love it, as I love ordinary life and life.
-Author-
Heyu, a woman who likes poetry, looks for beautiful details in the four seasons, and may time leave warm memories.