Poetry about autumn wine 1. What are the poems about "Autumn and Wine"?
1, Su Muzhe nostalgic Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan with blue sky and yellow leaves.
The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water.
The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside. Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel.
Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely.
Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. Let people sleep for a while: make people drunk. Blue sky, blue clouds and yellow leaves. Autumn scenery is connected with the water waves in the river, which are filled with green and cold smoke.
The mountains set off the sunset, the blue sky and the river. The grass is unfriendly and extends to the horizon beyond the sunset.
It is sad to miss your hometown silently, and it is difficult to get rid of lingering worries. Unless you dream well every night, you can get a moment of comfort. I don't want to look at the tall building alone on a moonlit night, but I want to pour bitter wine into my sadness and turn it into tears of acacia.
2. Xijiang Yuetianxia Dream Song: Su Shi Tianxia Dream, how cool is life in autumn? At night, the sound of wind blowing leaves rings in the gallery. Look at the eyebrows and temples.
(autumn is cool: new is cool) wine base often has fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy. Who is alone with * * * on Mid-Autumn Festival?
Looking at the north sadly. Everything in the world is like a big dream. How many cool autumn has life experienced? At night, the sound of the wind blowing leaves resounds through the cloister. Look at yourself, there are a few more silver lines in your brow.
Wine is not good, but it worries the guests. Although the moon is bright, it is always covered by clouds. On this Mid-Autumn Night, who can enjoy this wonderful moonlight with me? I can only pick up my glass and look at the north sadly.
3, nine Kaya Hioki wine Song Dynasty: Song Qi's "Autumn Evening Good Morning Zhong Hua", Gao Tai complex account in the sound. Enjoy the hat before the wind falls, promote drinking and fight for blowing hops.
The stream is crystal clear, and the sun is pale but not rosy. It's silly to be a white-headed satrap. I'm full of dogwood to ward off evil spirits.
I paid special attention to the beautiful scenery of that beautiful morning on September 9 in late autumn, and ordered people to set up a double curtain on the high platform for the band to play the beautiful harp and pipa. Find happiness, let the hat fall with the wind, persuade each other and fight for the chrysanthemum in the cup.
After the rain, the shape of the stream is so clear that the faint sunlight in Chuqing can't be reflected into rosy clouds. I'm too stupid to be a bald head. I hope to ward off evil spirits and put dogwood in my temples.
4. In Song Dynasty, Nanxiangzi advised Li Gongze to drink: Su Shi could not reach Xie Gongtai. The moon is in the sky, and the breeze is cool.
Where did the bearded grandson go? Start over. Short Li is more talented.
Autumn is gradually destroying. Huang Yingying glasses in the yard.
Look at peach blossoms, spring and February, and fight for it. It's all Liu Lang's failure.
Haven't been to Xiegongtai, is the sun, the moon and the breeze still alive there? Where's Sun Jue, an old friend with a beard? Today, I will do it again: your short romantic life in Li Man has become a top talent. Autumn in this area is dying, and the yellow bows everywhere illuminate the rivers and seas in the glass.
Wait until the middle of February next year to see the peach blossoms here, competing to open: they were all planted after Liu Lang left. 5. The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan blocked the scenery in Qiu Lai, but Hengyang Goose didn't pay attention.
Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.
Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears. Autumn is coming, and the scenery in the northwest frontier is different from that in Jiangnan.
The geese flew back to Hengyang again, without any intention of staying. At dusk, when the army's horn blows, the surrounding sounds also rise.
In the mountains, the twilight is heavy, the mountains are sunset, and the solitary door is closed. After drinking a glass of turbid wine, I can't help thinking of my hometown thousands of miles away. I failed to defeat an enemy like Dou Xian, and I failed to make a decision earlier.
Melodious Qiangdi sounded, the weather was cold and the ground was covered with frost and snow. Late at night, the soldiers couldn't sleep well: the general's beard and hair turned white because of military action; The soldiers have been guarding the border for a long time, and they also shed sad tears.
2. Autumn wine poems
Li Bai drinks the moon alone > a pot of wine in the flower, and no friends drink it alone.
& gt Holding up my cup, I invited the bright moon, which brought me its shadow and made us three people. & gt The bright moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow is behind.
& gt I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. & gt The songs I sing are bright and wandering, and I dance the shadows before wandering.
& gt wake up and have fun together, and then disperse after getting drunk. & gt I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the damage of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
& gt Full Moon Du Fu > When the lonely moon is full, the cold river moves at night. & gt Wei is undecided, according to Qi.
& gt There is no shortage of seclusion in the empty mountains, and the high-hanging columns are sparse at night. & gt hometown of Pinus ponderosa and laurel, Wan Li * * * Qing.
& gt8 in August 15, Du Fu flew in the mirror on the night of the full moon, returning to his heart and folding his sword. & gt Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
& gt The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. & gt At this time, I am looking forward to the White Rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
& gt Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant Zhang Jiuling > the moon, now at sea, the horizon * * * at this time. & gt brings separated hearts and long-term consideration at night! > put out the candle to love this room full of moonlight, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
& gt You can't have beautiful moonlight, but only hope to meet you in your dreams.
3. What are the poems about "Autumn and Wine"?
1, Su Muzhe nostalgia
Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.
Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. (Let people sleep: Let people get drunk)
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Blue sky, white clouds and yellow leaves, autumn scenery is connected with water waves in the river, which are filled with green and cold smoke. The mountains set off the sunset, the blue sky and the river. The grass is unfriendly and extends to the horizon beyond the sunset.
It is sad to miss your hometown silently, and it is difficult to get rid of lingering worries. Unless you dream well every night, you can get a moment of comfort. I don't want to look at the tall building alone on a moonlit night, but I want to pour bitter wine into my sadness and turn it into tears of acacia.
2. Xijiang Moon is a big dream in the world.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
It's a big dream in the world, how many times is it cool in autumn? At night, the sound of wind blowing leaves rings in the gallery. Look at the eyebrows and temples. (autumn cool one: new cool)
The wine base is often worried about fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy. Who is alone with * * * on Mid-Autumn Festival? Looking at the north sadly.
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Everything in the world is like a big dream. How many cool autumn has life experienced? At night, the sound of the wind blowing leaves resounds through the cloister. Look at yourself, there are a few more silver lines in your brow.
Wine is not good, but it worries the guests. Although the moon is bright, it is always covered by clouds. On this Mid-Autumn Night, who can enjoy this wonderful moonlight with me? I can only pick up my glass and look at the north sadly.
3. Nine Kaya Hioki wines.
Song Dynasty: Song Qi
In the autumn night, the heavy things are heavy in the morning, and the high platform is ringing.
Enjoy the hat before the wind falls, promote drinking and fight for blowing hops.
The stream is crystal clear, and the sun is pale but not rosy.
It's silly to be a white-headed satrap. I'm full of dogwood to ward off evil spirits.
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I paid special attention to the beautiful morning on September 9th in late autumn, and ordered people to set up a double curtain on the high platform to let the band play wonderful piano and lute.
Find happiness, let the hat fall with the wind, persuade each other and fight for the chrysanthemum in the cup. After the rain, the shape of the stream is so clear that the faint sunlight in Chuqing can't be reflected into rosy clouds. I'm too stupid to be a bald head. I hope to ward off evil spirits and put dogwood in my temples.
4. Nan Xiangzi advised Li Gongze to put the wine on the table.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Not for Xie Gongtai. The moon is in the sky, and the breeze is cool. Where did the bearded grandson go? Start over. Short Li is more talented.
Autumn is gradually destroying. Huang Yingying glasses in the yard. Look at peach blossoms, spring and February, and fight for it. It's all Liu Lang's failure.
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Haven't been to Xiegongtai, is the sun, the moon and the breeze still alive there? Where's Sun Jue, an old friend with a beard? Today, I will do it again: your short romantic life in Li Man has become a top talent.
Autumn in this area is dying, and the yellow bows everywhere illuminate the rivers and seas in the glass. Wait until the middle of February next year to see the peach blossoms here, competing to open: they were all planted after Liu Lang left.
5. Fisherman Ao
Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.
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Autumn is coming, and the scenery in the northwest frontier is different from that in Jiangnan. The geese flew back to Hengyang again, without any intention of staying. At dusk, when the army's horn blows, the surrounding sounds also rise. In the mountains, the twilight is heavy, the mountains are sunset, and the solitary door is closed.
After drinking a glass of turbid wine, I can't help thinking of my hometown thousands of miles away. I failed to defeat an enemy like Dou Xian, and I failed to make a decision earlier. Melodious Qiangdi sounded, the weather was cold and the ground was covered with frost and snow. Late at night, the soldiers couldn't sleep well: the general's beard and hair turned white because of military action; The soldiers have been guarding the border for a long time, and they also shed sad tears.
4. What are the poems about "autumn" and "wine"
1. Autumn night in Tang Dou
Qiu Guang, the shepherd's silver candle, painted a cold screen and waved a small fan to fly fireflies.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
2. "Ascending the Mountain" Tang Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
3. Mid-Autumn Moon Song Sushi
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
4. "Wine asks the moon" Tang Li Bai
When does the bright moon rise in the sky? I stopped my glass and asked now.
The moon will never reach the moon, but it is very close to the people.
Green smoke as bright as a mirror is flying in the palace, emitting cold light.
I only see the clouds rising from the sea every night, and who knows the clouds in the morning?
The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life?
Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients.
The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon.
Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup.
5. "A Kind Pillow and a Kind Bowl from the Lower Zhongnanshan to Hu Si" Tang Li Bai
In the evening, walking down from Zhongnanshan Mountain, there seems to be pedestrians on the mountain.
Looking back at the mountain path, the mountains are green and boundless.
When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men.
Into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, green roses and branches brushed passers-by.
I'm glad to have a chance to have a rest, drink and chat.
Sing a melody that is too loose, and the Milky Way is sparse.
When I was drunk, my friend was so happy that Tao Ran forgot his machine.
Li Bai wrote too many poems about wine.
5. Autumn wine poems
Drinking the bright moon alone, Li Bai&; gt； Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. & ampgt； Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. & ampgt； The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. & ampgt； I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. & ampgt； The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. & ampgt； Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. & ampgt； I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way. & gt
Du Fu&; gt； When the lonely moon is full, the cold river moves at night. & ampgt； Wei undecided, according to qi. & ampgt； There is no shortage of empty mountains and quiet, and high-hanging columns are sparse at night. & ampgt； My hometown is Pine laurel, Wan Li * * * Qing. & gt
On August 15th, Du Fu&; gt； The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. & ampgt； Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven. & ampgt； The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. & ampgt； At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox. & gt
Looking at the moon and thinking about a distant Zhang Jiuling &; gt； The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. & ampgt； Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! & ampgt； Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. & ampgt； So I left my message to the moon and then turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream.
6. Ancient poems about "sorrow", "autumn" and "wine"
-Worried.
1. On a frosty night, the fisherman Jiang Feng fell asleep.
-"Night Sleeping Near Fengqiao" Don Zhang Ji
A cloud rises between the light of heaven and me, hiding his city from my melancholy heart.
-"Deng Nanjing Phoenix Terrace" Tang Li Bai
3. but I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker? The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
-Yellow Crane Tower Don Cui Hao
Autumn.
1. Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan to drive away fireflies.
-"Tanabata" Tang Du Mu
2. In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.
-"Pipa" Don Bai Juyi
Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn.
-Don Li Shen's "Farmers"
-wine.
1. I advise you to drink more wine. There is no reason for the west not to go out.
-"Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi" Don Wang Wei
On the green spring day, I started to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.
-"The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army" Tang Du Fu
3. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, bring the wine in! Let your cup never stop! .
-"Into the Wine" Don Li Bai
7. What are the poems about drinking in autumn?
Drinking (Wei and Jin Dynasties) Tao Yuanming
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.
Ask what you can do, your heart is far from self-prejudice.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
This makes sense. I forgot to say it if I wanted to defend myself.
"Looking for Fan Jushi in the north of Lucheng, seeing Fan buying wine and picking xanthium" (Tang) Li Bai
When geese spend autumn in distant places, the sun is still shining and there are no clouds in Wan Li. What will you do if you are not complacent?
It suddenly occurred to me that Mrs. Fan had a quiet posture in the leisure park. I'm at a loss, but I'm afraid I'll be late.
The moat got lost and the horse's head was lost. Qiu Yun took a look at Cui, so he was overbearing for Xanthium.
Introduction smile, who is your arm? Wine drinkers love autumn vegetables, and mountain vegetables recommend frost pears.
He couldn't eat enough, so he forgot about hunger. Zizyphus jujuba hangs in the north, and the cold melon vine hedges in the east.
Also pour four or five strokes, self-singing tiger words. Married for ten days, it's been 1000 years.
The wind is swaying and the waves are suitable. When I got on the horse, I laughed at Levin Pool.
"September 10th" (Tang) Li Yu
When I wake up in the rain and autumn, I feel uneasy.
Yellow flowers are cold and not beautiful, and red leaves beat drums.
Back on earth, I can hate vulgarity, and I have not forgotten my affection.
Since the sideburns are all white, I'm surprised not to learn from An Ren.
Send someone back to Wu (Tang) Shen Song.
People miss their hometown and wait for their guests. Send a gentleman to the south of the Yangtze River and get drunk in Luoyang in autumn.
A word to orchids, don't think about the willows on the river bank. Mufeng is sailing in a hurry. He looks empty and sticks his head out.
Lu You in Taoist Miscellaneous Use (Song Dynasty)
Birds turn into dragons, and Yunshan looks back without knowing how heavy it is.
The medicine garden cries at night, and the wine market listens to the song bells in autumn.
But smoke follows the pace, so it should be described as ice and snow.
It's a surprise for children to open an account, and wild cranes come to build nests.
"Guest House Occasionally" (Song) Lu You
Yedian Mountain Bridge is a donkey, Haoran is very happy to chat with me.
How old is the child's eye? She has resigned and appeared in the camera, and her fetal hair is still being combed today.
In autumn, the small urn is full of wine and the idle books are broken.
White clouds are barren, everything is crowded, and they are often tolerant of the world.
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The translation is as follows:
My home is built on a busy road, and people live together, but I never bother to entertain people and make noise.
Ask me how I can be so extraordinary, free and easy, and my mind is naturally quiet and far away from the world.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east wall, I was in a trance, and suddenly I looked up at the scenery of Nanshan.
In the twilight, colorful fog fills the air, and flocks of birds return to the embrace of Xiangyuan Mountain.
Nanzhi, this is the true meaning of life, how can I express its profundity!
Appreciation is as follows:
The artistic conception of this poem can be divided into two layers, and the first four sentences are one layer. The poet's mood after getting rid of secular troubles shows his thoughts and feelings of despising officialdom and not colluding with the rulers. The last six sentences are on the first floor, which describes the beautiful night scene of Nanshan and the infinite fun that poets get from it. It shows the poet's true feelings and noble personality of loving rural life.
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8. Ask five groups of poems about the Spring and Autumn Period, including wine.
Bai Juyi gave my friend Liu a suggestion: There is a touch of red and green ants' newly baked wine in the quiet stove, and there is a feeling of snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? ? Li Baifeng blew willow flowers in a hotel in Nanjing, and Wu Ji drank to persuade guests to have fun.
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! ? Weicheng Qu Wang Wei Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
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. Chu Guangxi, the owner of Xinfeng, has new wine, and the old guests 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. William Wang luminous glass wine, if you want to drink pipa, you should urge it immediately.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times? Li Bai, a teenager in Wuling Mountain, is a young scholar, with a silver saddle and a white horse in the spring breeze. Where the fallen flowers swim, laughing into the Huji wine shop.
Uncle Bai, Xuanzhou Xielou's farewell book to the school left me yesterday, so I can't stay. People who disturb my heart today are more worried. 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, Lan Ling, Hakka wine tulip, jade bowl amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
Drinking the bright moon alone Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me. 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. Cen Can old man, 70 years old, still sells wine, with thousands of pots and pans at the door.
Elm pods on the roadside are still like money. Will you pick them to sell wine? When I saw Li Shaofu off, I met him at the guest house and had a good talk. Hotels mean a lot of things, and it snows in Chu Qing. The master won't return until he is drunk.
Do you want to go home at dusk? For Wei Ba, Chu Shi and Du Fu, meeting friends is almost as difficult as meeting 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? . After returning to Baqiu, Zhang Ji received Li Yinghuan the year before. There were fairy boats and drunken blue rings everywhere that day.
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. On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Yu at Jiuri Mountain Temple in Jiao Ran. Dongli chrysanthemum yellow, laity full of wine. Who can help tea fragrance?
Cao Cao's short ballad is a song about wine, and life is like morning dew. When going to Kushan, Japan, Li Bai and Bloom will drink one cup after another. I'm drunk enough to sleep. The Ming Dynasty intended to embrace Huanxisha-Li Qingzhao did not make a cup of deep amber, but melted first and then got 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.
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
And my singing voice is loud, my capacity for drinking is deep, and I am a singer of wine. My purpose for wine lies in the geometry of life. Le Yan guest's heart is clear, without flowers and wine, and his interest is desolate like a wild monk. 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.
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering. After returning to the boat in the evening, I strayed into the depths of the lotus, and fought for the ferry, and a pool of gulls rose.
Last night, the rain suddenly dispersed, and a deep sleep did not eliminate the residual wine. I asked the shutter man, but Haitang is still there. You know, it should be green, fat, red and thin. It comes from a pot of wine among the flowers and I drink it alone. No one is with me? 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.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, and my dance was messy. 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. You will never see how the water of the Yellow River enters the ocean from heaven and never returns to wine. 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! I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, all want to come back! , the fun of cooking and slaughtering cattle, let me, 300 bowls, a long drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, bring the wine in! Let your cup never stop! .
Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me, what are bells and drums, what are delicacies and what are treasures? I hope I will never wake up when I am drunk. 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 Master, why don't you say you have less money? Go buy wine and we'll drink it together! .
Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow. Grape wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately destroyed.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times? .
9. Autumn drinking poems
Yuminao
Author: Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.
Climb the peak
Author: Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Su Muzhe's nostalgia
Author: Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside. Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.
Yujiexing autumn nostalgia
Author: Fan Zhongyan
The fallen leaves are fragrant. Rolling up the brocade curtain of pearl string, the magnificent castle is empty, only the sky is faint, and the milky head is sprinkled on the earth. Every night, we can see the tulle moon, but the one we love is thousands of miles away. Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine. Wine has no entrance, but it turns into bitter tears. The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. This bitter waiting is still far away, although it is a long time, there is no way to escape.
Partridge sky, cold days, rustling on the window.
Author: Li Qingzhao
When the window is closed in cold weather, the phoenix tree hates night frost. Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken. Autumn has passed, the days are still long, and Zhong Xuanhuai is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk than to stay at a respectful distance from others. Don't be negative.
Send Zhang to Lanshan in Autumn/Send Zhang to Wanshan in Autumn/Send Zhang to Jiuxian Mountain in May/Send Zhang to Wanshan in Autumn.
Author: Meng Haoran
Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit. I tried to climb the mountain and look ahead, and this mood disappeared with the departure of the swan song. Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest. The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
On the evening of July 16, Zhou Bomei boarded the Happy Pavilion and looked at Nanshan in Chang 'an.
Author: Lu You
Autumn came to the border town, the sound of the horn sounded, and the peaceful bonfire lit the bonfire. Singing and singing, standing on a high place, he gave wine to the land, which produced infinite enthusiasm for restoring Guanzhong. Who can push away all the layers of twilight like the amorous Nanshan bright moon? The smoke from the kitchen near Baqiao Bridge and the beautiful scenery near Qujiang should stand in the moonlight, waiting for our army to recover lost ground and win.