What are two ancient poems with the word "wine"?

Fisherman's pride

Qiu Si: A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan doesn't know it.

Drinking the bright moon alone: From from a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone. No one was with me until I raised my cup. I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us.

When will there be a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine.

We watched the green trees around your village and the distant light blue mountains. We opened the window overlooking the gardens and fields and talked about mulberry trees and marijuana with cups in our hands.

"Drunken Flowers": After dusk, the wine in Dongli Bar is full of sleeves and the curtain rolls west wind.

People are thinner than yellow flowers.

It's hard to go: the cost of pure wine, a gold cup, a hip flask of 10 thousand copper, and a jade plate of 10 thousand dollars.

Huanxisha: a new word, a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old.

Jiangchengzi

Hunting in Mizhou: My chest and gallbladder are still open after drinking wine. What should I do if my temples are slightly frosted?

Fisherman's pride

Qiu Si: A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan doesn't know it.

Send Yuan Er An Xi: I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason.

Poems about wine

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? ?

Break up in a hotel in Nanjing

Lipper

A gust of wind brought catkins, and the shop was full of sweetness. Wu Ji squeezed wine to persuade wine. Comrades in my city came here to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him.

Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ?