Poetry seeks lofty sentiments?

Invite for a drink

Lipper

Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?

Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng: I'm going to drink, but I won't give up drinking.

Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .

Keywords Wuhuama, Qianjinqiu, give it to the young man for good wine,

With you, you will always worry.

Liangzhou Ci (William Wang)

Don William Wang

Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa right away.

Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?

Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.

To the west of the old camp, people say it's the War of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.

The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.

The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.

A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.

I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.

Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.

Dedicate yourself to Chen Tongfu so far: Song Author: Xin Qiji

Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded.

Eight hundred miles of moxibustion, fifty strings of external sound.

Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder.

Despite the king's world affairs, he won a name before he died.

Poor hair has become a white-haired man!

Shuilongyin: Song Author: Xin Qiji Genre: Ci

In autumn, the south is empty and desolate, the river flows with the sky, and autumn is even more boundless.

Seeing the mountains in the distance will only cause me sadness and resentment at the end of the country. These mountains are like a hairpin and a spiral coil on a woman's head.

The sun in the west leans against this floor, and geese are barking in the distant sky. I am wandering in the south of the Yangtze River, homesick for a wanderer.

I saw Wu Gou, shot all the columns,

Nobody will. I'll be there.

Don't say bass is terrible,

Zephyr, is Ying Ji back?

People like Xu Si who only buy land for themselves should be ashamed to see Liu Bei who is brilliant and complete in these two aspects.

Unfortunately, time passes like running water. I'm really worried about the country's ups and downs. As Huan Wen said, the trees have grown so much!

Who asked for the red scarf and greensleeves,

[1] hero tears!

Man Jianghong [Yue Fei]

Angry hair rushing to the crown, leaning on the fence and drizzling. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.

Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will the courtiers regret it? Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected. Hungry, hungry, eating pork, laughing, thirsty for Hun blood. Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers. Chaotianque