Poems about entertaining guests 1. What are the poems about entertaining guests to drink?
Bai Juyi's a suggestion to my friend liu: there's a stir of red in the quiet stove, green ant new baked wine, there's a feeling of snow in the dusk outside, what about a cup of wine inside??
parting at a Wine-Shop in Nanjing Li Bai
a wind, bringing willow-cotton, sweetens the shop, Wu Ji pressed wine to persuade guests to enjoy.
with my comrades of the city who are here to see me off, and as each of them drains his cup, I say to him in parting.
oh, go and ask this river running to the east, if it can travel farther than a friend's love!?
Weicheng Quwang Wei
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.
I advise you to drink a glass of wine more, and go out to Yangguan for no reason.
Chu Guangxi, the owner of Xinfeng
The owner of Xinfeng has a new wine, and the old guests return to the old hall.
full of fragrant flowers in the north, full of fragrant flowers in the south.
When the sky is clear and the moon is bright, the girl in the owner can play the Qin Zheng.
I was drunk and forgot Baling Road, but I suspected Luoyang City in my dream.
Liangzhou Ci William Wang
Glowing glass of grape wine. If you want to drink pipa, you should be urged immediately.
You don't laugh when you're drunk on the battlefield. How many times have you fought in ancient times?
Li Bai, a young traveler
The Wuling Mountain is young and the gold market is east, and the silver saddle and white horse spend the spring breeze.
Where did the fallen flowers swim? Laughed into Hu Ji's pub.
Uncle Yun Li Bai of Xuanzhou Xielou farewell school book
Those who abandoned me can't stay yesterday, and those who disturb my heart are more worried today. The autumn wildgeese have a long wind for escort, as I face them from this villa, drinking my wine.
the bones of great writers are your brushes, in the School of Heaven, and I am a Lesser Xie growing up by your side. We both are exalted to distant thought, want to go to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon. But since water still flows, though we cut it with our swords, raise your glass to eliminate your worries.
since the world can in no way answer our craving, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take to a fishingboat.
Li Bai
Liling wine tulip, jade bowl filled with amber light.
but it enables the host to get drunk, and I don't know where is the foreign land.
drinking Alone with the Moon Li Bai
from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me.
till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three.
alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;.
but still for a while I had these friends, to cheer me through the end of spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after.
have sex when you wake up, and then I was drunk, and we lost one another.
shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars.
Cen Can, who plays in Huamen Restaurant
The old man is still selling wine at the age of 7, and thousands of pots and jars are at the door.
The elm pods beside the road are still like money. Will you pick them to sell wine?
When seeing Li Shaofu off, I made a comfortable stay in the guest house.
Meeting in the hotel is against my wishes, and it's snowy in Chu Qing.
the host is drunk before you get drunk. Do you want to go home at dusk?
to Wei Ba, Chu Shi and Du Fu
it is almost as hard for friends to meet and as for the morning and evening stars. Tonight then is a rare event, * * * This lamp is candlelight.
two men who were young not long ago? But now are turning grey at the temples! To find that half our friends are dead, shocks us, burns our hearts with grief.
we little guessed it would be twenty years, before I could visit you again. When I went away, you were still unmarried, but now these boys and girls in a row.
are very kind to their father's old friend, they ask me where I have been on my journey. And then, when we have talked awhile, daughter Luo wine pulp.
in spring chives cut in the night-rain, there is a yellow beam in the kitchen. My host proclaims it a festival, he urges me to drink ten cups.
but what ten cups could make me as drunk, as I always am with your love in my heart?. Tomorrow the mountains will separate us, after tomorrow-who can say?.
Returning to Baqiu and Zhang Ji
In the past year, Ying Li was high-connected, and the fairy boat was drunk and blue.
the poem falls with the grass, and the wine and intestines chase the wine court wide.
floating life is similar to gathering clouds, and the past is like a dream.
Today, when the sail city goes down, the autumn wind looks back and tears dry up.
On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Chu Shi's feather in Jiao Ran.
In Jiuri Mountain Monastery, the east hedge chrysanthemum is also yellow.
The layman is full of wine, who can help the tea fragrance?
Cao Cao's short ballads
When drinking is a song, life geometry
Like morning dew, going to the sun is more bitter
Drinking Li Bai in the mountains
Two people drinking flowers in the mountains, one cup after another. I am so drunk that I can go to sleep, and the Ming Dynasty intends to hold the piano.
when will there be a bright moon? ask the sky for wine.
The luminous glass of grape wine, if you want to drink pipa, you should be urged immediately. You are drunk and lying in the sand, so you don't laugh. You have been fighting for several times since ancient times.
When the Emperor of Heaven called, he didn't get on the boat.
He claimed that he was a fairy in wine.
William Wang, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "Liangzhou Ci".
When he wanted to drink the pipa, he immediately urged him.
You were drunk and lying on the battlefield, but you didn't laugh. Since ancient times, he has fought for several times.
It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.
When drinking is a song, the geometry of life
Have you seen how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven and entering the ocean, never to return? Have you seen how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers, though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow? Oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, and never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!. Since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed! As for money, though it scatters, it will come together again. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, whet the appetite, and make me, of three hundred bowls, one long drink!.
2. Poems describing guests
1. The Guest Arrives
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
north of me, south of me, spring is in flood, day after day I have seen only gulls.
my path is full of petals -- I have swept it for no others, my thatch gate has been closed -- but opens now for you.
it's a long way to the market, I can offer you little, yet here in my cottage there is old wine for our cups.
shall we summon my elderly neighbour to join us, call out the remaining cups through the fence.
The north and south of the thatched cottage are full of spring water, only to see flocks of gulls flying in every day. I didn't sweep the flower path for the guest, but I did it for you today. This Chai Men has never been opened for the guest, but I will open it for you today. Too far from the city, there are no good dishes on the plate, and the family is too thin to be served by old wine. If you are willing to invite the old man next door to have a drink together, call over the fence and drink the rest!
2. "Guests come from afar"
Han Dynasty: anonymous
Guests come from afar, leaving me with a wonderful moment.
it's thousands of miles away, so it's popular.
the literary talent is double mandarin ducks, and it is cut into a silk quilt.
with sauvignon blanc, the fate is indissoluble.
who can leave here when painting with glue?
The guest is travel-stained, and sent plain satin with one end woven with literary colors from afar. It came from my husband thousands of miles away, and this thread should contain my husband's endless concern and yearning for me! I want to make it a warm silk quilt. The inside of the bed quilt should be filled with silk wool, and the edge of the quilt should be embroidered with silk thread.
the silk floss grows again, and eventually it will be exhausted, and the fate will be indissoluble, and eventually it will be loose. Only glue and paint are bonded and consolidated, and it is difficult to separate them. Then, let my husband and I join and consolidate like glue and paint, and see who can separate us?
3. Farewell to the Old Night
Northern and Southern Dynasties: He Xun
followed by Li Yan * * *, once he resigned.
if the water is injected into the east, it will not return to the west.
the night rain drops empty steps, and the dawn light leaves the room in darkness.
when are we going to have a heart-to-heart talk?
Translation: For many years, we have been together, and now we are about to part with you. How can we not be sad? I am like a river flowing eastward, and I don't know when I will return.
at night, the wet and cold raindrops pattered on the empty steps, and three glasses and two light wines in the room made me say goodbye. I stayed up all night, and before I knew it, the dawn had jumped on the window. We have to put down the cups and cups in our hands, and when can we drink as much as we do now?
4.
Song Dynasty: Sun Zhu
looked forward to the sudden scenery, and the sound of a sad treasure was lingering.
Chu guests are sentimental and partial to parting, and the mountains and waters are far away.
I watched the grass fade in the sky, and the anvil was sparse in several places at night.
Yellow leaves fall without wind, and autumn clouds grow cloudy without rain.
if the sky is sentimental, it will be old, and it is hard to stop shaking and hating.
I'm disappointed with my old love like a dream, and I feel that I have nowhere to pursue it.
It is sad to think that life is like a floating cloud, coming and going in a hurry, and it is sad to hear the sound of harps and harps. I have a deep affection for my friends, and hate the parting between them. On the occasion of parting, we climbed the castle peak and looked at the river together. Seeing my friend disappear in the vast Yuan Ye, I heard the sound of zero stars in the quiet night.
It's full of autumn depression, yellow leaves falling sporadically, but it's gloomy when it doesn't rain, which makes people feel depressed. If the sky has feelings, it will grow old just like mortals, and the faint hatred will always be eliminated. Melancholy think of the happy scenes we used to have. When I wake up, where can I find them?
5.
In Tang Dynasty, Liu Changqing
went to the end of the world by boat alone, and paid more for traveling to Yunshan Road.
If you want to sweep Chai Men to welcome distant guests, you will be covered with moss and yellow leaves.
You came to visit me in this remote place by going up the Xin 'an River in a boat. Above all the way, under the white clouds and on the distant waterways between mountains, it is difficult to linger. How I want to clean this humble hut to welcome guests from afar; The front and back of my house are covered with green moss, and the yellow leaves are all over my yard.
3. What are the poems for entertaining guests to drink?
Bai Juyi's a suggestion to my friend liu: there's a stir of red in the quiet stove, green ant new baked wine, there's a feeling of snow in the dusk outside, what about a cup of wine inside?? Parting at a Wine-Shop in Nanjing, Li Bai, a wind, bringing willow-cotton, sweetens the shop, and Wu Ji pressed the wine to persuade the guests to enjoy it.
with my comrades of the city who are here to see me off, and as each of them drains his cup, I say to him in parting. Oh, go and ask this river running to the east, if it can travel farther than a friend's love!? Weicheng Qu Wang Wei Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.
I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and go out to Yangguan for no reason. Chu Guangxi, the owner of Xinfeng, has a new wine, and the old guests are returned to the old hall.
full of fragrant flowers in the north, full of fragrant flowers in the south. The clouds are clear and the moon is bright, and the girl in the club solves the Qin Zheng.
I was drunk and forgot Baling Road, but I suspected Luoyang City in my dream. Liangzhou Ci William Wang luminous glass of grape wine, if you want to drink pipa, you should be urged immediately.
You don't laugh when you're drunk on the battlefield. How many times have you fought in ancient times? Li Bai, a young boy in Wuling Mountain, is young in Jinshi East, with a silver saddle and a white horse in the spring breeze. Where did the fallen flowers swim, laughing into the Hu Ji wine shop.
Uncle Yun Li Bai, the school book of Xuanzhou Xielou's farewell party, left me yesterday, so I can't stay. Those who disturb my heart are so worried today. The autumn wildgeese have a long wind for escort, as I face them from this villa, drinking my wine.
the bones of great writers are your brushes, in the School of Heaven, and I am a Lesser Xie growing up by your side. We both are exalted to distant thought, want to go to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon.
but since water still flows, though we cut it with our swords, it's even sadder to raise a glass to ease your worries. Since the world can in no way answer our craving, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take to a fishingboat.
Li Bai's Lanling wine and tulips, and amber light from the jade bowl. But make the host drunk, I don't know where it is.
drinking Alone with the Moon Li Bai from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me. Raising my cup, I invite the bright moon, who brings me its shadow and makes us three.
alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;. I had to mingle with them for a while, and to enjoy the pleasure of the happy spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after. Wake up together happy, drunk after each dispersion.
shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars. Cen Can, an old man, still sells wine at the age of 7, and spends thousands of pots and jars at the door.
The elm pods beside the road are still like money. Will you pick them to sell wine? When seeing Li Shaofu off, I met him at the guest house for a comfortable meeting. The hotel meant many things, and it was snowy in Chu Qing. The host is not drunk until he is drunk.
are you going home at dusk? To Wei Ba, Chu Shi, Du Fu, it is almost as hard for friends to meet, as for the morning and evening stars. Tonight then is a rare event, * * * This lamp is candlelight.
two men who were young not long ago? But now are turning grey at the temples! To find that half our friends are dead, shocks us, burns our hearts with grief. We little guessed it would be twenty years, before I could visit you again.
when I went away, you were still unmarried, but now these boys and girls in a row. Are very kind to their father's old friend, they ask me where I have been on my journey.
and then, when we have talked awhile, daughter Luo Jiujiang. Spring chives cut in the night-rain, the morning cooking room.
my host proclaims it a festival, he urges me to drink ten cups. But what ten cups could make me as drunk, as I always am with your love in my heart?.
tomorrow the mountains will separate us, after tomorrow-who can say?. After returning to Baqiu, Zhang Ji received Ying Li Huan in the previous year, and the day was full of fairy boats and drunk blue rings.
the poem falls with the grass, and the wine and intestines chase the wine court wide. Floating life is similar to gathering clouds, and the past is like a dream.
Today, when the sail city goes down, the autumn wind looks back and tears dry up. On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Chu Shi's feather in Jiuri Mountain Monastery, Jiao Ran. The chrysanthemum in Dongli is yellow, and the layman is full of wine. Who can help the tea fragrance?
Cao Cao's short ballads are songs about wine, and the geometry of life is like morning dew. When you go to the bitter mountains in Japan, you will drink Li Bai's wine, one cup after another. I am so drunk that I can go to sleep, and the Ming Dynasty intends to hold the piano.
when will there be a bright moon? ask the sky for wine. Grape wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately, drunk lying in the sand, you don't laugh, and you have been fighting for several times since ancient times.
The Emperor of Heaven didn't come aboard when he called, claiming that his minister was a fairy in wine. William Wang, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a luminous glass of grapes and wine in Liangzhou Ci, and immediately urged him to drink the pipa, so he was drunk and lying on the battlefield, and he didn't laugh. Since ancient times, he has fought for several times. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. When singing about wine, you can't see how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven and entering the ocean, never to return.
have you seen how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers and though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow? Oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, and never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!.
since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed!, spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back!. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, whet the appetite, and make me, of three hundred bowls, one long drink!.
4. Be in urgent need
-You must adopt what you finally find-
Guest to Du Fu
north of me, south of me, spring is in flood and day after day I have seen only gulls.
my path is full of petals -- I have swept it for no others, my thatch gate has been closed -- but opens now for you.
it's a long way to the market, I can offer you little, yet here in my cottage there is old wine for our cups.
shall we summon my elderly neighbour to join us, call out the remaining cups through the fence.
these two sentences say that if the guests want to, they will call the old neighbor to have a good drink together.
The whole poem is full of rich flavor of life, revealing the poet's simple and indifferent feelings and hospitable state of mind.
The north and south of the thatched cottage are full of spring water, only to see flocks of gulls flying in every day. I haven't swept the flower path for my guests, but Chai Men just opened it for you today. It's too far away from the city. There are no good dishes on the plate, but only old wine is served. If you are willing to invite the neighbors to drink together, call over the fence and drink the rest!
This poem is about Du Fu's joyful scene of receiving guests. But the first two sentences are about the loneliness of daily life, which is in contrast with the happy scene of receiving guests. However, these two sentences also have the meaning of "xing": with the images of "spring water" and "flock of gulls", a life atmosphere full of interest is rendered, revealing the hero's joy at the arrival of guests. Poems in the first person, simple and smooth expression, natural and cordial, very harmonious with the content, forming a cheerful and elegant mood, which is different from Du Fu's other rhythmic poems.
5. Poems describing guests
1. Reward Li Mu to send it to the Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing visited the end of the world in a lonely boat, and it was more creditable to travel to Yunshan Road.
If you want to sweep Chai Men to welcome distant guests, you will be covered with moss and yellow leaves. You came to visit me in this remote place by going up the Xin 'an River in a boat. Above all the way, under the white clouds and on the distant waterways between mountains, it is difficult to linger.
how I want to clean this humble hut to welcome guests from afar; The front and back of my house are covered with green moss, and the yellow leaves are all over my yard. 2, staying in the mountains in the Tang Dynasty: Zhang Xushan's light state makes the spring glow, and it is planned to return for the sake of lightness.
Even if there is no rainy color in Enigmatic, clothes are stained when you enter the depths of the clouds. Under the illusion of spring, the mountain scenery is full of weather.
why do you have to hurry home at the first sight of the clouds? Even if the weather is fine and there is no trace of rain, you will get wet clothes when you walk into the depths of Yunshan. 3, the guest Song Dynasty: Zhao Shixiu Huangmei season is rainy and green.