This poem was probably written by Li Bai when he was in Chang 'an from Tianbao one year to Tianbao three years, in order to persuade Wang Yan not to detain Shu and return to Chang 'an as soon as possible.
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon! .
Since God has given talents, let them be used! , spin one thousand silver, all back! .
The poet is lamenting that life is easy to get old, and the poet is lamenting that he has no talent. The disillusionment of the ideal is caused by the dark society, and the poet is powerless to change it, so he turns the rising anger into a bold act of enjoyment, vents his dissatisfaction, dispels his worries and resists reality.
How can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking officials whose sincere faces will never be seen?
Show your disdain for this dark court and your free and easy personality. And "Oh, how can I seriously bow and scrape to high-ranking people and people in high positions? They will never stand being shown a sincere face!" I spit out the depression of Chang 'an for three years.