Tang Yin's Poems of Peach Blossoms
Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them. When I wake up, I just sit in front of the flowers and come to sleep after drinking. Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year. I hope I die of old age. I don't want to bow my head in front of horses and chariots. Horse dust is expensive, but hops are poor. If wealth is compared to chariots and horses, his wealth is my leisure. The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it. There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.
Qingming gaozhu
There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas. When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns. As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.
Yuan Haowen of A New Lotus in a Rainstorm
Green leaves and thick clouds are all over the pond and pavilion, which is much cooler. Durian flowers bloom at sea, enchanting and fragrant. Old Yan talks with teenagers, and there are high willows singing cicadas. After the bath, pearls are messy and new lotus flowers are played. There are only a few things in life. I miss my wonderful moment and have a dream for the first time. If you are poor, you can decide before. Why bother? Life friends invite guests to enjoy themselves, drink lightly and sing low. Drunk again, let him come and go in two rounds.
Cao Cao's short song
Calling for Song one after another, how many days do we have? For example, morning dew, going to Japan is bitter, generous and unforgettable. Du Kang is the only one who can solve the problem. Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. But for your sake, I've thought it over. Yo yo Luming Literature, wild apple.
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 more you cross the road, the more you use it. Be modest and miss the old kindness. There are few stars in the moon, and blackbirds fly south and circle the tree three times. What branches can you rely on?
The mountain is not too high, the sea is not too deep, the duke of Zhou vomits, and the world returns to the heart.
Li Bai, here comes the wine.
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 can drink and drink endlessly. 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! . Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.
It's hard to go, Li Bai.
The cost of pure wine, gold cup, a hip flask of 10 thousand copper, jade plate worth 10 thousand dollars. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain. I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun. It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, a lot of roads, and today's safety. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
Li Bai broke up in a hotel in Nanjing
A gust of wind blew and the catkins were fragrant. Wu Ji suppressed the wine and advised the guests to enjoy it. Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ?
Li Bai, a boy's trip
Wuling teenager, Jinshi Dong, silver saddle and white horse with spring breeze. Where the fallen flowers swim, laughing into the Huji wine shop.
Li Bai, Shu Yun from Xielou, Xuanzhou, sent off the school book.
Those who dislike me can't stay yesterday, and those who disturb my heart are more worried about today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Li Bai, a travel bank
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
Li Bai drinks the bright moon alone
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
"To Wei Ba Chu Shi" Du Fu
It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening. Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight. Two men who were young not long ago, but now their temples are gray! It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad. We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again. You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row. They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip. Then, when we talked for a while, our daughter drank wine. Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and the morning cooking room. My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups. But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. . The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .
Du Fu was recaptured by the imperial army on both sides of the Yellow River.
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .
Du Fu's Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking
Zhang Zhi rode a horse like a boat. He fell asleep in the well. Ruyang's three fights began in the sky, and the road was salivating at the corner of the car. I wish I could not seal it to Jiuquan. Drinking thousands of dollars, a cup of music is called avoiding sages. Zong Zhi, a handsome boy, looked up at the sky with white eyes, as bright as Yushu before the wind. Before Su Jin Dynasty embroidered Buddha in Changzhai, he often liked to escape Zen when he was drunk. Li Bai wrote a hundred poems in a bucket and went to sleep in a restaurant in Chang 'an, but the son of heaven told him not to get on the boat, claiming that he was Brewmaster. Zhang Xu handed down three cups of grass, and before he took off his hat and showed his head to the maharaja, he threw the paper like a cloud. Jiao Sui's five fights were outstanding, and Kan Kan talked about it, which surprised four banquets.
Bai Juyi said in a suggestion to his friend Liu
There is red stirring in the quiet stove, new wine baked by green ants, and there is a feeling of snow in the evening outside. How about a glass of wine inside? ?
Bai Juyi, crazy lyrics
The moon shines on your seat, and the Millennium touches my clothes. I advise you to fill your glass and listen to my crazy lyrics. Fifty are behind and twenty are ahead. Day and night are divided into two parts, during which geometric time. There is no joy in life, and there is something left in death. How to use the yellow ruins, pearls and jade boxes.
Bai Juyi, persuade wine
I advise you not to say anything, not to doubt, and not to know until you know. On the surface, today is the old yesterday, and it is better to be drunk than to wake up. The world is long, and the white rabbit takes advantage of it. A glass of wine is better than a big dipper behind you. You didn't see that the sky was high and the clouds were light outside in spring, and you cried half to death. Tourists can't get out of the horse, the white car argued. When I come back, my head is white, and all the money will be used to buy wine.
The opera Wenhuamen Restaurant Weng.
The old man, who is 70 years old, is still selling wine, putting thousands of flagons and jars in his flower mouth. Elm pods on the roadside are still like money. Will you pick them to sell wine?
A Song of Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Ng Wui
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The bow becomes stiff, it is almost impossible to pull it out, and it is difficult to protect your iron clothes. The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
"Write it in the guest house when sending Li Shaofu" is very apt.
Meet the hotel, meaning more violation, Yin Fei at dusk and early snow. The master won't return until he is drunk. Do you want to go home at dusk?
Untitled Li shangyin
The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Meng Haoran, passing by the old people's village
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
Chengwei district 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 loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
Bo Qinhuai Du Mu
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
Bo Qinhuai Du Mu
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Master Xinfengchu Guangxi
Master Xinfeng's new wine is ripe, and old customers return to the old hall. Full of fragrance, with flowers to build the north, yingzun color pan-nanxuan bamboo. When the clouds cleared and the moon was clear, the girl in the club solved Qin Zheng. Drunk and forgotten Baling Road, I suspected Luoyang City in my dream.
"Self-scheduling" Luo Yin
A person has a chance to sing, otherwise, it is stopped, and sadness and hatred are completely ignored. If you get drunk today, you will worry about your troubles tomorrow.
William Wang in Liangzhou Ci
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?
Zhang Ji of "Heavy Baqiu"
In the past years, Mars was greeted with joy. The fairy boat was drunk and blue. Poetry falls with the grass, and the wine is wide. Floating life is like gathering clouds, and the past is like a dream. Today, under the sail city, the autumn wind looks back and tears dry.
Qin's "Give Zhuji Danqiu Mingfu Mountain" Series
Tea jacket half broken with raspberry moss, laughing at Tao Qian wine jar. When you are drunk, you have to go up the mountain, and white clouds go down the mountain.
"Nine Days and Luyu Tea" is charming
Jiuri Mountain Zen Temple, Dongli Chrysanthemum Yellow, laity full of wine, who can help tea fragrance?
Su Shi in Xijiang Moon
According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass. It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.
Su Shi, Ding Fengbo
Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time. Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.
Su Shi's "When is there a bright moon in the water regulation"?
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find the shadow, what is it like! The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Su Shi's Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia.
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. To the west of the old base, there is a rich collection of people: Chibi, Zhou Lang, where the three countries stand. 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. Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong 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, and a bottle returns to the moon.
"Huanxisha" Yan Shu
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back? There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.
Ouyang Xiu's "West Lake Sending Spring to Thank Cao Yun"
There are thousands of glasses of wine for every confidant and more than half a sentence for lovers. Know a bottle of wine from a distant lake, and you will remember the people in Wan Li, the ends of the earth.
Li Qingzhao, the order of a dream
I often think of the sunset in Xiting, but I don't know my way home. I long to return to the boat at night and wander in the depths of the lotus. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.
Li Qingzhao, the order of a dream
It rained lightly last night, and I slept soundly without consuming wine. I asked the shutter man, and he said Haitang was still there. You know it should be green, fat, red and thin?
"Huanxisha" Li Qingzhao
Don't make a cup of dark amber, melt it before you get drunk. You should be late in the wind and relax your clock, and your brain will slowly disappear. The cold golden bun is loose, and the candle is red when you wake up.
Xin Qiji, a broken fighter, endowed Zhuang with the word Chen Tongfu.
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 to divide the main fire, fifty strings to turn over the Great Wall, and the enemy is on the battlefield in autumn. Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It's a pity that the king won fame both before and after his death.
Tour of Shanxi village
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.
Yu Lin Liu Lingyong
Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo. Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
The Pride of Fisherman Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
Fan Zhongyan and Su Muzhe
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves. The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep. The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
Wang Qingming Yuqiao
I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.