Du Fu's Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking
Zhang Zhi rode a horse like a boat, dazzled, and fell asleep at the bottom of the well.
Ruyang has three fights in the sky, and the road is salivating at the corner of the car.
I wish I could not move the capital to Jiuquan. It takes thousands of dollars for Zuo Xiang to get rich.
Drinking is like a whale sucking a hundred rivers, and the street cup is called a sage.
Song Ji Hyo shed a beautiful boy and raised his eyes to look at the sky.
As bright as Yushu before the wind. Embroidered Buddha for a long time before Su Jinzhai,
When you are drunk, you often love to escape Zen. Li Bai has a hundred poems,
Chang 'an went to the inn to sleep, but the son of heaven called him not to get on the boat.
Call myself Brewmaster. Three cups of grass in Zhang Xu,
Before taking off his hat and revealing the top of the maharaja, he waved a piece of paper like a cloud.
Jiao Sui's five buckets of rice are outstanding and have amazing eloquence.
Several people in the poem are particularly naive because of wine, and their sense of distance is lost, but their pride is not diminished.
This is a rare style in old Du Fu's poems, but I like it very much. Share it.
There are poems about wine in ancient poems. Bai Juyi gave my friend Liu a suggestion: There is a touch of red and green ants' newly baked wine in the quiet stove, and there is a feeling of snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? ? Breaking up in a hotel in Nanjing, Li Bai, a breeze, brought catkins, which made the store sweeter. Wu Ji pressed the wine and advised the guests to enjoy it.
Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ? Weicheng Qu Wang Wei Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun. Chu Guangxi, the owner of Xinfeng, has new wine, and the old guests return to the old hall.
Full of fragrance, with flowers to build the north, yingzun color pan-nanxuan bamboo. When the clouds cleared and the moon was clear, the girl in the club solved Qin Zheng.
Drunk and forgotten Baling Road, I suspected Luoyang City in my dream. William Wang luminous glass wine, if you want to drink pipa, you should urge it immediately.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times? Li Bai, a teenager in Wuling Mountain, is a young scholar, with a silver saddle and a white horse in the spring breeze. Where the fallen flowers swim, laughing into the Huji wine shop.
Uncle Bai, Xuanzhou Xielou's farewell book to the school left me yesterday, so I can't stay. People who disturb my heart today are more worried. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Li Bai, Lan Ling, Hakka wine tulip, jade bowl amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
Drinking the bright moon alone Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way. Cen Can old man, 70 years old, still sells wine, with thousands of pots and pans at the door.
Elm pods on the roadside are still like money. Will you pick them to sell wine? When I saw Li Shaofu off, I met him at the guest house and had a good talk. Hotels mean a lot of things, and it snows in Chu Qing. The master won't return until he is drunk.
Do you want to go home at dusk? For Wei Ba, Chu Shi and Du Fu, meeting friends is almost as difficult as meeting the stars in the morning and evening. Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight.
Two men who were young not long ago, but now their temples are gray! It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad. We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again.
You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row. They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip.
Then, when we talked for a while, our daughter drank wine. Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and the morning cooking room.
My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups. But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. .
The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? . How can I solve my troubles? Only Du Kang sings wine. What is life like? For example, morning dew, it is difficult to go to Japan ... just like the moon, when can I forget it? The troubles come from this and cannot be cut off.
-"Short Songs" Cao Cao lived like a dream. When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. If you have wine today, you will be drunk tomorrow.
Once I thought of the sunset in Xiting, I was drunk and didn't know the way back. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. The meaning of drunkenness is not wine, but also between mountains and rivers.
For every bosom friend, it is a few glasses of wine, and for lovers, it is more than half a sentence. The road stinks with wine and freezes to death. Jiangnan, the sound of green and red bloom, the waterside village in the foothills.
And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu.
Gold and white walls buy songs and laugh, and get drunk. -Li Bai's "Recalling the Past and Visiting the County to Join the Army" Chu Lan did not admire Wu Gou and took the wine city head to bid farewell to the old tour.
I am old, so I want to bring my bow and arrow to the ice. -Lu Yin's "Chang 'an Relatives" poem is strange to the enemy, and the wine is cooked and sealed.
-Gao Pian's "Appreciating Li Di in Rhyme" turned Jiushen Pill to win wine? Pentaphone music is not like poetry. -Dugou River's "White Hair" was deprived of everything except wine and poetry.
-The platform of Bai Juyi's Ode to the Comrades in the Restaurant was full of troubles and worries, so he wrote the Song of Liangyuan on the wine. -"Liang Yuanyin" also devoted four or five thoughts and sang "Tiger Words" from itself.
-"Lucheng North Looking for Fan Jushi Lost his Way, Seeing Fan Buying Wine and Picking Xanthium" lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with tiger pearls. But the host can get drunk and not know where he is.
-"Guest Works" is a poem in the wine for 30 years, and things are abrupt. (paragraph "Crying") Fan Zhongyan > A glass of turbid wine went home to Wan Li, but it didn't return home, and it rang all around. In the midst of thousands of difficulties and dangers, the long smoke is lonely and beautiful.
I advise you to drink more wine. The sun rises in the west for no reason. -Wang Wei sent two messengers to Xi 'an to sing my songs, drink my wine and start my home on that green spring day.
-Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recaptured by the imperial army" But we drink to the guests who returned from the camp and play the barbarian's pipa, guitar and harp for him. -Cen Can's "Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home" costs pure wine, with a golden cup of 10,000 copper and a hip flask, and the tracts are mellow and generous.
-Li Bai's "It's hard to spend the morning in spring, but it's hard to walk on a moonlit night". I often pick up the wine and drink it alone. -Bai Juyi's "Pipa Travel" listened to a song of yours today, and temporarily relied on the spirit of a glass of wine.
-Liu Yuxi's "Appreciating Lotte Yangzhou Gift" has a glass of wine late, and the owner offers a long life. -Li He's "Wine", across the spring-wine, while it warms me up, I will remind you how to gamble, where we roll the dice in groups under the crimson lamp.
-Li Shangyin "Untitled" Let's open your window on the garden and talk about Sang Ma with a cup in hand. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village" does not laugh at farmers' wine and wine, but stays in a good time.
-Lu You's "Mountain Creek Village Trip" Wan Li had a glass of turbid wine at home, but Ran Yan didn't lose his mind. -Fan Zhongyan's "Fisherman's Pride" listened to wine several times and woke up drunk at noon.
-Zhang Xian's "Fairy" advises you to bring wine to the sunset and leave a night in the flowers. -Song Qi's "Jade Tower Spring" dream, the balcony is locked high, and the curtains are hung after drinking.
-Yan "Linjiang Xian" When will there be a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine. -Where did Su Shi's "Water Tune" wake up tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu.
-Liu Yong's Singin' in the Rain, three cups and two glasses of wine. How could it be that he came late and the wind was urgent? -Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice".
3. Give me some poems and meanings about wine. Since it's related to wine, let's play this. It's still a classic.
Song of Eight Immortals Drinking Du Fu and Zhang Zhi were dazzled by a boat and fell asleep at the bottom of the well. Ruyang's three fights began in the sky, and the road was salivating at the corner of the car. I wish I could not seal it to Jiuquan.
Drinking like a whale costs thousands of dollars, and the street cup is called a sage. Song Ji Hyo shed beautiful teenagers and looked at the sky with white eyes, as bright as Yushu before the wind.
Before Su Jin Dynasty embroidered Buddha in Changzhai, he often liked to escape Zen when he was drunk. Li Bai wrote a hundred poems in a bucket and went to sleep in a restaurant in Chang 'an, but the son of heaven told him not to get on the boat, claiming that he was Brewmaster.
Zhang Xu handed down three cups of grass, and before he took off his hat and showed his head to the maharaja, he threw the paper like a cloud. Jiao Sui's five buckets of rice are outstanding and have amazing eloquence.
Several people in the poem are particularly naive because of wine, and their sense of distance is lost, but their pride is not diminished. This is a rare style in old Du Fu's poems, but I like it very much.
Share it.
4. There are poems about wine, and there are also profound meanings.
Bai Juyi said in a suggestion to his friend Liu
There is red stirring in the quiet stove, new wine baked by green ants, and there is a feeling of snow in the evening outside. How about a glass of wine inside? ?
Li Bai broke up in a hotel in Nanjing
A gust of wind blew and the catkins were fragrant. Wu Ji suppressed the wine and advised the guests to enjoy it. Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ?
Weicheng district Wang Wei
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.
Master Chu of Xinfeng, Guangxi
Master Xinfeng's new wine is ripe, and old customers return to the old hall. Full of fragrance, with flowers to build the north, yingzun color pan-nanxuan bamboo.
When the clouds cleared and the moon was clear, the girl in the club solved Qin Zheng. Drunk and forgotten Baling Road, I suspected Luoyang City in my dream.
Liangzhou Ci William Wang
Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa right away. Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?
Juvenile Li Bai
Wuling teenager, Jinshi Dong, silver saddle and white horse with spring breeze. Where the fallen flowers swim, laughing into the Huji wine shop.
Li Bai of Shu Yun and Xie Lou of Xuanzhou sent off school books.
Those who dislike me can't stay yesterday, and those who disturb my heart are more worried about today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Li Bai, guest line
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
Li Bai drinks the bright moon alone
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Xi Wenhua Gate Hotel Weng Cen Can
The old man, who is 70 years old, is still selling wine, putting thousands of flagons and jars in his flower mouth. Elm pods on the roadside are still like money. Will you pick them to sell wine?
When seeing Li Shaofu off, he lived comfortably in the guest house.
Meet the hotel, meaning more violation, Yin Fei at dusk and early snow. The master won't return until he is drunk. Do you want to go home at dusk?
5. What do some poems mean by wine? In ancient times, wine was associated with poetry, for example, Li Bai's "Singing to wine, geometry of life" ... Li Qingzhao's "always remembering the sunset in Xiting, intoxicated and not knowing the way home" ... It can be seen that wine can make poets poetic, express their feelings and complain through wine ... wine has played a great role! If modern people talk about wine, they associate it with: the spirit of wine is soaring, the smoke is like mud, and the wine is drunk ... so there are too many differences between ancient and modern understanding of wine! From the emergence of poetry to the development, change and prosperity of poetry in Ming and Qing dynasties, many poets have formed an indissoluble bond with wine in this process. The development of wine and poetry, the relationship between wine and poets, and a series of questions about "wine and poets" are all worth discussing.
If there is no wine, how can Tao Yuanming, a heavy drinker, write twenty drinking poems? I don't know how much wine he has to drink, plus raising five disappointing sons. Perhaps the "wine" in the poem "Drinking" can only be wine mixed with water.
Lao Du's capacity for liquor is estimated to be good. When his friend Wei Ba visited, he braved the rainy night to cut spring leeks, served delicious yellow rice and drank heartily. "He advised me to drink ten cups", "But ten cups can make me drunk". "But in my hut, we have old wine in our cups" when there is no money. If there is no wine, Liu Sanbian, who "buys flowers and brings wine", may not be able to write "Where to wake up tonight?" Yang Liuan's "Xiao Feng Canyue" can't express the sigh of "going to get drunk".
"Who says that women are not as good as men", Li Qingzhao's capacity for drinking naturally cannot tolerate a man's, "Drinking at dusk in Dongli", "Three cups and two glasses of wine" and "A shower last night, a deep sleep does not consume wine". She can only drown her sorrows in wine. Among poets, Li Bai is famous for drinking, which can best reflect the Dionysian spirit. "When the son of heaven doesn't get on the boat, he claims that he is Brewmaster", which is so chic and elegant that even the wine has to stand aside, representing the supreme kingship. In particular, every word of his "drinking" contains the fragrance of wine. If all his poems about wine are squeezed out, maybe half a pot of sorghum can be squeezed out. Why does wine have such a great fate for every individual poet? Because the poet is so old, we can't know for sure, we can only infer one or two from common sense. Is it fair to say that without wine, there would be no ancient poems and poets of China, and perhaps the culture of 5,000 years would be inferior? For poets, wine can vent their feelings, pour out the barriers in their hearts and play the role of "empathy"; Wine is masculine, intoxicating and detached. A drunken country husband can take it out on his wife and children, but what about a poet? Poets are often hard to get rid of worldly gains and losses when they are awake, so their creativity will inevitably be suppressed and suppressed. It is easy to achieve spiritual liberation and spiritual transcendence when you are drunk and hot. He dared to speak, write, cry and laugh, indulge his feelings and have no scruples, thus liberating his creativity. From "resignation" to "metaphysical comfort", the nature of the will to life as an ontology has changed, from the negative force of blind struggle to the infinite creative force.
Without wine, Qu Yuan wouldn't say "Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone". From a relative point of view, in fact, this sentence can also be said to be "everyone is awake, I am drunk alone", otherwise he would not be haggard and "drunk" for his country! Li Bai, "but since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, what is more worrying is to raise a glass to dispel our worries." The relationship between wine and the poet's emotional expression and release is remarkable. In class society, especially in the long feudal society, the entanglement of rights and interests often leads to the distortion of human nature and psychological imperfection of those in power. The poet's honest and sincere character often makes his political ambition impossible to display, and what's more, he lives in poverty. In such a situation, the poet is extremely exhausted physically and mentally, or sends affection to mountains and rivers, or sends affection to wine. If there is no wine, how can a poet recover his body and mind?
Of course, the relationship between a poet and wine is not that simple, but it is not too much to regard wine as a poet's alternative true love.
6. Complete Poems Containing Wine 1. The wine in Zhumen stinks, and the road freezes the bones.
2. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.
3, don't laugh at the farmer's wax wine, keep chickens and dolphins in good years.
4, the cost of pure wine, for the gold cup, 10,000 copper coins and a hip flask, Pan Yujian is ashamed of 10,000 yuan.
5, a new word a glass of wine, the weather was old last year.
6, wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately.
7, wine into sorrow, into acacia tears.
8. I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why.
9. Burn while lying in water, and the mellow wine has not disappeared.
10, I cherish the host's intention, and the wine is deeply affectionate.
1 1, it was rainy and rainy last night, so I didn't consume alcohol when I slept soundly.
12, lanling wine tulip, jade bowl filled with amber light.
13, drunk and dreaming, hehe, life can become geometry!
14, suddenly a glass of wine, happy all day long.
15, enjoy a drink while you are alive! Don't care if your reputation will be passed down! .
16. After dusk, Dongli Bar is full of dark fragrance.
17, don't drink every flower, when?
18, the host is drunk. Do you want to go home at dusk?
It's a long way to the market. I can't give you much, but in my hut, we have old wine in our cups.
20, light wine, deeply borrowed to send this body.
2 1, the new wine of master Xinfeng is ripe, and the old customers return to the old museum.
22. Accustomed to the spring breeze, a pot of turbid wine is a happy satisfaction.
23. I only hope that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight always shines on the golden statue.
24, the wine is still open, the frost is slightly frosty, why not.
25, according to the micro water, smell the calcium drum, see Shacun wine flag.
On the 26th, a gust of wind passed, and in the catkin fragrance shop, Wuji wine advised customers to enjoy it.
27, the road is still like money, will you pick it up and sell it?
28. When will there be a bright moon? Ask heaven for wine.
29. Fish has nowhere to sell, and wine is sold into reed flowers.
30. The moonlight flooded the palace. Being drunk is an idiot.
3 1, there is wine today, drunk today, and worried tomorrow.
32, thousands of miles green, water village Guo Shan wine flag wind.
33, I don't know to send wine, if it is Tao Jia?
Where will you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon.
35. laity is full of wine, who can help tea?
36, drunk as a song, life geometry!
37. Li Bai's hundreds of poems are buried in Chang 'an Restaurant.
38. I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me.
39. Where did the fallen flower swim? Smiled into the Hu Ji restaurant.
40. The passengers are always full, and the wine in the cup is not empty.
4 1, three glasses and two glasses of wine, how do you compare with him? It's late. It's urgent.
42. If you have money, you can find each other and sell wine.
43, five flowers horse, golden Qiu, give them to that boy in exchange for good wine, and use you to sell eternal sorrow.
44. The wine newly baked by green ants has a hint of red in the quiet stove.
45. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason.
46, the son of heaven can't get on the boat, claiming to be Brewmaster.
47, smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.
48. It's snowing outside the window, and we support opening a wine jar.
49. But let's drink to the guest who came home from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him.
50, lingering fans stay, the wine is deep!
7. Poetry and appreciation of wine 1. The greatest sustenance in Li Bai's poems is to eliminate worries.
Because the social reality cruelly shattered the poet's ambition to help the whole world, the poet stumbled forward in twists and turns, used wine as a tool to relieve his worries, passed the time in drinking, and pinned his helplessness and sadness in drinking. "It's even more worrying to raise a glass to eliminate sorrow, but since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a knife, life is not satisfactory in the world, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take a fishing boat", which shows the depth and weight of his sorrow. "White hair three thousand zhangs, edge sorrow as long? I wonder where I can find autumn frost in the mirror? " What is more obvious is that a haggard poet groans helplessly.
"Pure wine price, a pot of ten thousand coppers in a golden cup and ten thousand yuan in a jade plate. I threw a stick cup, but I couldn't eat or drink it. I pulled out my dagger and looked empty all the way." "from a pot of wine among the flowers, drink alone. No one is with me. " Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
Alas, the moon cannot drink water, and my shadow follows me blankly; "How lonely, how lonely, but behind this great loneliness, what kind of deep sorrow and great pain?
The vagrant life, coupled with his personality, made him shout out "Qian Qian has a million worries, 300 glasses of wine." Although there is less wine to worry about, the wine will not come. "
"Five horses with flowers, a thousand gold beads, and a shout of wine will be enough for generations to come!" It's so deep and wide, it's scary! The function of wine is so terrible. You can also see the grief and indignation of the poet after disillusionment.
Especially in his poems written after he was demoted to yelang, this thought is more deeply reflected. "Go to yonghua temple, will be drunk.
May thousands of rivers flow and add thousands of tears. "Infinite melancholy and infinite emptiness are touching in the works of pathetique poets.
"I want to bow and shoot into the sky, but I regret that I lost my way." The leaves fell from the trees, and the guests were helpless. The poet had to "sigh and sigh, and drank himself." Second, wine and entertainment "Enjoy a glass of bar while you are alive! I don't care if my fame will survive! " .
After hitting a wall everywhere in reality, Li Bai fell into the pessimistic fatalism of living like a dream, completely immersed in wine, entertaining himself with wine, and looking for that kind of loneliness and loneliness in wine. The poet is melancholy and angry, but in his poems, he presents a gesture of eating, drinking and having fun.
"The piano plays the dragon gate, the jade pot is empty, the string blows the column with you drunk, and the face is flushed. Hu Ji looks like a flower, so she smiles at the spring breeze.
Laugh at the spring breeze and dance. If you are not drunk today, you will be safe. "The poet repeatedly tells his thoughts of eating, drinking and being merry in time in his poems, which is obviously deeply influenced by Taoist thought.
Especially after he was expelled from Chang 'an and returned with money, his idea of "three cups lead to the avenue, and a fight is natural, but drinking is interesting, so don't pass it on to the awakened one (drinking four bright moons alone)" became more obvious. "Daughter steed in concubines, smile sit carved saddle Song Mei.
There is a pot of wine hanging by the car, and Feng Xiaolong is in charge. "The pursuit of lewd life, made no secret, shirtless, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign who dare to compare with you.
He spoke frankly and shouted, "Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon!" " There is also a decadent thought between the lines. However, it is necessary to comprehensively analyze the emergence of this thought of eating, drinking and having fun, which stems from the disillusionment of the poet's ideal. In the poem, the poet also wrote: "If the mountain owner is drunk, he will be drunk in Levin.
"Riding a horse backwards without receiving thoughts" is carefree, and more of a decadent idea of eating, drinking and enjoying in time. At this moment, do we have an aversion to poets? Generally speaking, not. There are certain social reasons why poets lead a drunken life.
If our hearts can communicate with the poet, when reading the poet's poems, we will only have a deep sigh and a heavy thrill in our hearts. "Eat, drink and be merry" is "pain"! "lanling wine tulips, jade bowl filled with amber light. But it can make the owner drunk and don't know where he is. "
What "I don't know where a foreign land is" is actually just another way for poets to drown their sorrows by drinking. In the catchphrase of reality, it is "cynicism".
What a poor cynic! What a poor poet! "Crab claw is tonight, and rotten mountain is Penglai. And you're going to drink on the platform next to the moon and get drunk. The world is cold, and you only know how to have fun with wine, much like "a thousand cups lead the way, and a drunk can solve a thousand worries."
"Others may ask why they laughed and killed Shan Weng, who was so drunk." What's wrong with being drunk? It is enough for a poet to find his real interest in wine and what he lost in wine. "Wealth can be geometric for a hundred years, and life and death are once available to everyone.
That lonely ape has been sitting on the grave on, so he should have an extra glass of wine. "("Elegy ") This kind of sigh for the passing of a floating life is also common in the works of poets, but does the poet really have heartfelt fun? No, it's just a passive resistance to society, but this resistance is sometimes extremely powerful.
Third, the wine is unrestrained. "If you don't love wine, wine star is absent. If the land does not love wine, there should be no Jiuquan in the land. "
In Li Bai's poems, bold feelings are often mentioned. Although he is brilliant in heart and his life is like a dream, his attitude towards life is still bold and unconstrained, and he still writes with optimistic brushstrokes: "Three cups spit promises, five mountains are light." After dizziness and ear fever, the spirit is neon. "
Poets express their indomitable pursuit with wine when dealing with the contradiction between reality and ideal. "Entrust from play meng, drunk in xinfeng.
Laugh a glass of wine and kill people in the market. "This image is the hero image that the poet yearns for most, and it is also the most bold and free symbol in the poet's works.
"Bow rush Nanshan tiger, hand is too soft. Elegant after drinking, three cups of nod. " This kind of heroic spirit of the ranger is the ideal hero of the poet, serving the motherland, making contributions, giving full play to his military strategy and martial arts, and helping the world, which is reflected in this heroic momentum.
"Pride can't say, chivalrous hall to keep for a long time. Good saddle, good horse, begging, fifteen thousand spinning wine. "
The poet can't wait, and he hopes to be reused by the court as soon as possible. "One day I will ride the wind and waves", the poet's self-confidence makes his poems show heroic momentum everywhere. "Take off my hat and smile at you.
Drink your wine, song for you. Sean didn't drive the red pine away, but Huangshi by the bridge knows my heart. "
How free and easy, how natural and unrestrained. However, poets always run into a wall. After vicissitudes of life, he wants to sweep away all the symbols of obstacles. "Do a good job in Junshan, sprinkle Hunan water, drink unlimited wine in Baling, and get drunk and kill Dongting in autumn."
He also wrote, "Today's Bamboo Village Banquet is my virtuous assistant. Three cups are small, drunk and crazy. "
As the saying goes, "writing a pen scares the wind and rain, and poetry makes the gods cry." (Du Fu.