(Bai Ye
poetry
invincible, floating in the air and thinking differently.
Qingxin Yu started the government, and Junyi Bao joined the army. )
spring trees in Weibei, sunset clouds in Jiangdong.
when to honor wine, pay attention to fine papers.
Drinking the Eight Immortals Song
Knowing Zhang riding a horse is like taking a boat,
Dazed and falling into the water to sleep.
Ruyang's three fights started in the sky,
the road was salivating at every bend, and
I hated it and sealed it to Jiuquan.
It costs ten thousand yuan to be prosperous in the left phase,
Drinking like a whale sucks a hundred rivers,
A cup of music is called avoiding sages.
The handsome and beautiful boy of Zong,
Looking at the sky with his eyes raised,
As bright as a jade tree before the wind.
Before Su Jin's long fasting to embroider Buddha,
When drunk, he often likes to escape from Zen.
(Li Bai has a hundred poems in a bucket,
Chang 'an went to a restaurant to sleep,
The son of heaven didn't get on the boat when he was called,
He claimed to be a wine fairy. )
Zhang Xu's Three Cups of Grass,
Before taking off his hat and exposing the top of the maharaja,
the paper was like a cloud.
jiao sui's five fights are outstanding, and
he talks about the male and distinguishes the four feasts.
Send twelve white and twenty rhymes to Li
In the past years, there were fanatics, and
they were immortals.
(The pen falls to shock the wind and rain,
The poem makes the gods cry. )
Since then, the reputation has been great, and
the gurgling has never been extended.
literary grace is a great success, and
it will be spread unsurpassed.
the dragon boat moved late, and
the beast won the robe.
when you come to the temple in the daytime,
Qingyun is full of footsteps.
I beg to return to the superior and make a promise,
I feel sorry for my dear friend.
I have not lost my ambition to live in seclusion,
and I am totally humiliated.
talk about pity for the wild.
drunkenness is naive,
drunken dancing in the garden,
singing in the spring.
talent is high, but the heart is weak, and
the road is good, and there is no neighbor.
Chu Shi [Er] Heng Jun.
Yuan Xian is poor.
rice is not enough,
coix lachryma slander He Pin?
Wuling Yan steamed the land,
Three dangers banished the minister.
A few years ago, I was taken by a bird, and
I cried to Kirin alone.