Wei Zi wrote poems in a desert rice field.

The first line: We hope to fly in heaven, and two birds will be one (two beggar chickens).

Second course: Ying Ge with red mouth and green (cold spinach)

The third way: the grass in your north is as blue as jade (kelp silk)

Lane 4: Our mulberries bend green threaded branches (fried vegetables) here.

The fifth path: an egret flies over the quiet swamp.

Lane 6: Mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer (scrambled eggs, covered with vegetables)

Lane 7: Phoenix used to play here, so this place is named after them (roast duck).

The food is the most common, but the name is really attractive.