There are many poems about drinking alone, as follows:
"Drinking Alone into a Poetry"
Du Fu of Tang Dynasty.
How happy are the lights and flowers, the wine and greenery are making love. When you are drunk, you will be a guest, and your poems will become spiritual.
The war is still before our eyes, and Confucianism is useless. It is painful to be bound by a small official, and I bow my head in shame of the barbarians.
"Drinking Alone Under the Moon·Part 1"
Era: Tang Dynasty?
Author: Li Bai
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone No blind date. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadows. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me. For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered. They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
"Drinking Alone on a Winter Night"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You
The cold water is soaked in the bright moon, and the sparse clock is clear with frost.
A bottle of turbid wine has a wonderful meaning, and a stray chicken ten miles away is not an evil sound.
Although there are new and ups and downs in things, the old and majestic ones have not been washed away in the chest.
Slumped and sleeping on a futon, the remaining fire and dim light accompany the fifth watch.
"Drinking Alone at the Dragon Boat Festival"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yang Wanli
After getting a glass of pomegranate flowers, Ai Ren laughed and killed the old man.
What's the use of Zilan's red mouth? It's okay to look at the red boat.
Tuanzong will be tasteless tomorrow, but calamus will be fragrant today.
If you are lucky enough to receive a spring post in your life, you can send fishermen to compose great chapters.
"Staying in Huangchi for a long time to wait for my brother and nephew, but not for nine days to drink alone"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yang Fang
Drunk Daohuahuang to Pengze, and returned the dogwood Zizuo Pinghu.
Poems can be written in time, and wine can be bought in a shallow way without a guest.
The blue sky is full of thousands of rock willows, and the frost flowers are full of thousands of reeds.
I sit among the clouds and water, and I blame myself for not knowing the work of heaven.
"Drinking Alone by the Moon in August"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zheng Gangzhong
When the moon reaches the empty court, the color boundary is empty, and the wine pot is placed towards the curling pot.
In a moment, thousands of tiles are wet with clear dew, like a round of osmanthus.
Drinking alone can lead to a crazy attitude, and only when you are idle can you be drunk.
What is the joy of Zen meditation when you are drunk? This is a wonderful thing to know that Zen does not have.