What are the poems about wine making?

A berth on the Qinhuai River

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.

Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing "backyard flowers" across the river.

Huanxisha, a new song and a glass of wine

Song Dynasty: Yan Shu

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back?

There's nothing to do, bloom's flowers fall, and it's like deja vu when Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.

Youshan west village

Song dynasty: Lu you

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.

The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.

In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.

Weicheng District/Anxi, the Second Ambassador of Song and Yuan Dynasties

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.

song

Han Dynasty: Cao Cao

Singing to wine, life geometry! For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.

Be generous, and your troubles will be unforgettable. How to solve your worries? Only Du Kang.

Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. But for your sake, I've thought it over.

A herd of deer, yo, ate mugwort in Ye Yuan. I have a group of good guests, playing the piano and playing the piano.

As clear as the bright moon, when can I forget it? The troubles come from this and cannot be cut off.

The weirder, the more useless. Talk about it, and remember the past.

There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south. Turn around the tree three times, what branches can you rely on?

The mountain is never too high, and the sea is never too deep. The duke of Zhou vomited, and the world returned to the heart.