This poem is from Two Liangzhou Wines. The complete poem is: invite poets to taste it as soon as it is brewed. A thousand cups are not drunk? As light as a faint liquid, as thick as Danxia. At this point, there is no hatred for rejuvenation. From now on, I am proud of my heart. Who is Mo Yan Bai Wei? Grapes have their own unique fragrance. Second, you used to have a local accent. Why do you pour the wine alone? When you enter a glass of jade liquid for primary dyeing, you will be intoxicated with the dew on your face first. Not inviting the moon, but drinking and listening to the piano. People should cherish the taste of Liangzhou. Who says grapes are nowhere to be found?