夜打春雷金农是哪壶不开提哪壶，有点调皮，有点恶作剧，有点兴之所至：夜打春雷第一声，满山新笋玉棱棱。买来配煮花猪肉，不问厨娘问老僧。他拿着块花猪肉，“不问厨娘问老僧”，够狠的。参禅悟道有时候就是件狠事。金农的这首诗题在他的春笋图上，还真很好，生气蓬勃，春色 Night playing Spring Thunder Jinnong which pot does not open which pot, a little naughty, a little prank, a little Hing place: Night thunder spring thunder, mountain jade jade edges. Buy boiled pork, ask the cook asked the monk. He took a piece of pork, “do not ask the cook asked the monk,” ruthless. Zen enlightenment sometimes is a cruel thing. Jinnong’s poem in his spring shootings, really good, vibrant, spring