Looking for some poems or beautiful sentences that lament the world.

Drinking alone under the moon----Li Bai

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Toast a glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.

The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.

While the moon is about to be shadowed, 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. Short Ge Xing ----Cao Cao

How about singing while drinking?

For example, morning dew will make you suffer more every day.

Generosity should be treated with generosity, and worries will be unforgettable.

The only solution to worries is Du Kang.

Green Zi Jin, my heart is leisurely.

But for the sake of you, I still ponder it.

The deer calls, and the apples in the wild are eaten.

I have a guest who plays the drum, harp and sheng.

It’s as bright as the moon, when can we lift it?

Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off.

The more unfamiliar you are, the more you cross the border, the more you cross the border, the more useless you will be.

Chatting and having a banquet, remembering old kindness.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south.

Walking around the tree three times with no branches to rely on?

The mountains never get too high and the sea never gets too deep.

When Duke Zhou spits out food, the world returns to its heart. Will enter the wine ---- Li Bai

If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return.

Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.

If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.

I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after spending all my money.

It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.

A song with you, please listen to me.

The bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.

Since ancient times, all the sages and sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.

In the old days, King Chen used to have banquets, fights and banquets.

What does the master mean when you have less money? It is up to you to sell it.

The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and we will sell the eternal sorrow with you. Shui Tiao Ge Tou

Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily until the end of the day, and getting drunk, I wrote this article. Also pregnant with a child.

---- Su Shi

When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.

I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky.

I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the high places.

Dance and clear the shadow, how does it look like the human world!

Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is sleepless.

There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times.

I wish you a long life and a long life. What is the geometry of life?

Singing to the moon, the wine is in the intestines, the heart is desolate,

The sun is rising when the flowers bloom, and people are hurt under the moon! Autumn is filled with sadness!

In a blink of an eye, white hair is replaced by black hair! The inspirational young man regrets the rest of his life. I don’t know whether it is regret or worry? There is an end to being born in the Yang world. It doesn't matter if you die in the underworld. How similar is it in the underworld? Just like drifting in a foreign land. The crow of the night---Li Yu Last night was windy and rainy, and the curtains rustled with the sound of autumn.

The candle is broken and leaks, and I often lean on the pillow. Can't sit up flat.

Everything in the world goes with the flow, but only a dream comes to an end.

Zuixiang Road is safe and suitable for frequent visits, but other than that it is unsuitable. Linjiang Fairy----Yang Shen

The rolling water of the Yangtze River passes eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure turn around in vain. The green hills are still there, and the sunset turns red several times.

The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the Nagisa River are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. Happy reunion over a pot of wine. Many things in ancient and modern times are all talked about with laughter. Huanxi Sha - Yan Shu A new song and a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year. When does the sun set?     

There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and it seems that the familiar swallows are coming back. The fragrant path in the small garden wanders alone. Farewell to the school secretary Shu Yun at Xieji Tower in Xuanzhou----Li Bai

Those who abandon me will not be able to stay the day I left yesterday.

Those who mess up my mind will be troubled today!

The long winds send autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy the high-rise buildings.

The Penglai article is built with bones in mind, with small Xie in the middle and clear hair.

We are all full of joy and hope, and want to go to the blue sky to see the bright moon.

Cut the knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise the cup to eliminate the sorrow and make it more sorrowful.

Life is unsatisfactory, and the Ming Dynasty will ruin the boat.

In spring, flowers bloom early, which is why the flowers bloom early.

When flowers bloom and fall, life gets old easily.

Who thinks that the west wind is cold alone? The rustling yellow leaves closed the window, meditating on the past and the setting sun

Everyone looked for her thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, the person was there in the dim light

It used to be difficult to make water in the sea, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud< /p>

Now it has become yesterday, the flowers are like her, she is like flowers

If life is just like the first time we met, why does the west wind turn into a fan of sorrow

The soft wind blows through the window screen, The hope of my heart is as far away as the world

Eternal time and earth will eventually end, and this hatred will last forever

This feeling can be recalled, but it was already lost at that time

Ten years of life and death The two are boundless, without thinking, and unforgettable

From now on, I miss the spring and say goodbye, and only face the pear blossoms at dusk

I am a melancholy guest in the world. I know what happened to you, and I burst into tears. I recall my life with the sound of heartbreak.

The scent of tea was only common at that time.

Despite the will of heaven and earth, the heart will remain the same for thousands of years.

I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch

The mountains and rivers in my eyes are far away, and the falling flowers, wind and rain will hurt the spring even more. It is better to pity the people in front of me.

The drizzle wets the light, and the fragrant grass grows year by year.

The smoke of Baoding tea is still green. The chessboard in the secluded window is particularly cool.

Once the spring is gone, the beauties grow old, and the flowers fall and people die without knowing it.

When will spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past?

Flowers must be folded when they are ready, don’t wait until there are no flowers left to break branches

I don’t hate the hardship of working in the end of the world, I only hate the west wind, blowing dreams into the past and present.

The most difficult thing is to keep it in the world.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year

The candles say goodbye with intention, and weep for others until dawn

On paper, it is sad and joyful. The moon, the axis is ready to collect the scroll of floating life

The backlight and the moon are in the shade of the flowers, it has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart