1. A cup of dirty wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away, but there is no way for Yan Ran to return home. ——The most desperate poem to encourage drinking
It comes from "The Proud Fisherman: Thoughts on Autumn" written by Fan Zhongyan in the Song Dynasty. Drinking a glass of turbid wine, I can't help but think of my hometown thousands of miles away. I failed to defeat the enemy like Dou Xian did, and I couldn't make plans to return early.
2. Moxiao’s farmhouse is full of cured wine, and in good years only chickens and dolphins are enough for visitors. ——The most down-to-earth drinking poem
Comes from "Visiting Shanxi Village" written by Lu You in the Song Dynasty. Don't laugh at the turbid wine made by farmers in the twelfth lunar month. In years of good harvest, the dishes for entertaining guests are very rich.
3. Green ants’ new fermented wine and red clay stove. It's snowing in the evening, can I have a drink? ——The most heartwarming poem to encourage drinking
It comes from "Asking Liu Nineteen" written by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty. My newly brewed rice wine has not yet been filtered. There is a layer of green bubbles on the surface of the wine and the aroma is fragrant. A small stove made of red clay for scalding wine is also ready. The sky is gloomy and it looks like it's going to snow tonight. Can you stay and have a drink with me?
4. When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? ——The loneliest drinking poem
It comes from Shu Dongpo's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou: When Will the Bright Moon Come". When did the bright moon begin to appear? I picked up my wine glass and asked the sky. I don’t know what year or month it is in the palace in the sky.
5. The sad autumn of thousands of miles is often a guest, and the one who has been sick for a hundred years appears on the stage alone. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop. ——The saddest poem to encourage drinking
It comes from "Ascend the High" by Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty. I feel sad about the autumn scenery, wandering thousands of miles and being a guest all year round. I have been plagued by illnesses throughout my life and now I am alone on the high platform. After going through hardships and bitterness, my hair has grown white on my temples, and my heart is full of decadence and I have stopped drinking wine to drink my sorrow.
6. The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends. ——The most irresistible poem to encourage drinking
comes from "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi" written by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. The light rain in the early morning moistened the dust on the ground in Weicheng, and the branches and leaves of the willow trees in Guanyi Qingtang were green and new. I sincerely advise my friend to drink another glass of wine. It will be difficult to meet old relatives when you leave Yangguan to the west.