When you wake up, you just sit in the flowers and get drunk, so you come to sleep under the flowers; Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year.
I would rather die of old age than bow before horses and chariots; Cars, dust and horses are interesting, and hops are poor.
If the poor are compared with the poor, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky; If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure.
Others laugh that I am too crazy, and I laugh that others can't see through it; There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.
Peach blossoms are all over the mountain, but peach fairies are not seen. Where is the peach blossom fairy going? Leaving peach blossoms empty is beautiful.
In the past, immortals were drunk in front of flowers, but now they sleep in the depths of white clouds. There are countless days when you are drunk and dreaming, and flowers bloom and fall for several years.
Youth is often in wine, and years pass before horses and chariots. Today, I saw flowers walking in the mountains, and the garden was covered with wheat straw.
Shyness dyed through the double pool water and burned brilliantly into the sky. There is wine in the cup, but there are flowers in front of you.
Who knows I'm interesting? Who looks like me? Talking about peach blossoms all the way, how much did Mo Wen pay today?