Li Bai's poems on wine

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Li Bai wrote hundreds of poems about fighting wine and went to sleep in a restaurant in Chang 'an.

The son of heaven didn't get on the boat, calling himself Brewmaster.

"Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he likes, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! ."

"Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, let me, three hundred bowls, a long drink! ."

"Five flowers and horses, thousands of gold and jewels, give them to the boy for good wine, and share the eternal sorrow with you."