When it comes to wine, who is most worried about spring? Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. You can't get drunk with wine, but you will be more worried after drinking wine. If you drink this, you will lose everything, you will lose everything.
But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to dispel our worries, even though we cut it with our swords! A piece of spring sorrow is waiting for the wine to pour, the boat on the river shakes, and the curtain moves upstairs. I got drunk for no reason.
When the wine didn't arrive, it became a lyric poem to wipe tears with wine: it's worth buying a treasure knife and changing mink and fur for wine. How's the wine taste in the pavilion on the lake so far? There are many restaurants near Wan Li Bridge. Who do tourists like to stay in? Hanwu is a good fairy, looking for longevity wine.
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich. Dust and wine stains on clothes make you disappear everywhere.
There are many restaurants near Wan Li Bridge. Who do tourists like to stay in? Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Do not die.
West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers. In the flowery spring morning and the moonlit autumn night, I often pick up the wine and drink it off alone. Poems about wine are full of lofty sentiments and ambitions: drunk on the battlefield, not laughing, and have been fought several times since ancient times.
The world is cloudy, I am alone, and everyone is drunk. I woke up alone with a piece of ice heart. In the jade pot, it is difficult to eliminate the tears of worrying about the country. You have to rely on a group of talents when saving.
2. The wine words in Bai Juyi's "Give Liu" and the feelings in the poem: the red spot on the quiet stove, the new wine of green ants, the feeling of dusk snow outside, how about a glass of wine inside? ? Li Baifeng blew willow flowers in a hotel in Nanjing, and Wu Ji drank to persuade guests to have fun.
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 loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. 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? . After returning to Baqiu, Zhang Ji received Li Yinghuan the year before. There were fairy boats and drunken blue rings everywhere that day.
Poetry falls with the grass, and the wine is wide. Floating life is like gathering clouds, and the past is like a dream.
Today, under the sail city, the autumn wind looks back and tears dry. On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Yu at Jiuri Mountain Temple in Jiao Ran. Dongli chrysanthemum yellow, laity full of wine. Who can help tea fragrance?
Cao Cao's short ballad is a song about wine, and life is like morning dew. When going to Kushan, Japan, Li Bai and Bloom will drink one cup after another. I'm drunk enough to sleep. The Ming Dynasty intended to embrace Huanxisha-Li Qingzhao's cup was dark amber, so it melted before she got drunk.
You should be late in the wind and relax your clock, and your brain will slowly disappear. The cold golden bun is loose, and the candle is red when you wake up.
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
And my singing voice is loud, my capacity for drinking is deep, and I am a singer of wine. My purpose for wine lies in the geometry of life. Le Yan guest's heart is clear, without flowers and wine, and his interest is desolate like a wild monk. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering. After returning to the boat in the evening, I strayed into the depths of the lotus, and fought for the ferry, and a pool of gulls rose.
Last night, the rain suddenly dispersed, and a deep sleep did not eliminate the residual wine. I asked the shutter man, but Haitang is still there. You know, it should be green, fat, red and thin. It comes from a pot of wine among the flowers and I drink it 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.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, and my dance was messy. 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. You will never see how the water of the Yellow River enters the ocean from heaven and never returns to wine. Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, all want to come back! , the fun of cooking and slaughtering cattle, let me, 300 bowls, a long drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, bring the wine in! Let your cup never stop! .
Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me, what are bells and drums, what are delicacies and what are treasures? I hope I will never wake up when I am drunk. Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.
Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners Master, why don't you say you have less money? Go buy wine and we'll drink it together! .
Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow. Grape wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately destroyed.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times? .
3. Poetic feelings about "wine" From a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink it 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.
From Li Bai's Drinking the Bright Moon Alone.
There are four original poems * * *, and this is the first one. Expressed that ambition is hard to make, ambition is hard to show, and no one can be extremely lonely.
Li Bai loves drinking and writing poems. Drinking the bright moon alone is a very lonely, depressing and boring thing, but the author is singing and dancing and getting drunk. It's really lively! The moon shadow is an ignorant and heartless thing, and the author tends to personify it, regard it as a confidant and cite it as the same origin. Compared with the mean and dirty world, it can be said that ruthlessness is better than sentience.
When the poet came to power, the background was the greenhouse, and a pot of wine in his hand could only be "I drink alone." No one accompanied me ",so he raised his glass, invited his favorite bright moon in his life, and became three people with his own shadow in the moonlight. The cold and cheerless scene became lively.
However, the bright moon is just a bright color on the horizon after all. It can't understand the meaning of a poet who drinks well, and the shadow is only his companion, which is unreasonable.
At this time, the poet who was getting drunk began to get drunk, so he sang and danced. Moonlight lingering, reluctant to go, as if listening to good news; Silent shadows in the underground also dance with the poet. When I woke up, the moon shadow made love until I was as drunk as a fiddler, as if the moon shadow was infatuated with the poet, so I made a deep promise: "Is goodwill ever guaranteed?" I see the long road of the Milky Way. "
The title of the poem is Drinking the Bright Moon Alone, and Li Bai's rich imagination describes a lonely but not lonely scene. On the surface, the poet can really enjoy himself, but the background is infinitely bleak. The whole poem gives people a thrilling power. Perhaps it is this unparalleled loneliness that has made this eternal genius.
4. There is poetry, love and wine, and wine turns into homesick tears-Fan Zhongyan's homesick painting knife cuts off the water and the water flows more. And sadness is back, although we drown our sorrows in wine-Li Bai's career is a glass of glowing grapes and wine, and he wants to drink the pipa at once. Drunk battlefield don't laugh, several wars since ancient times. -Wang Han was tired of perfume bottles during the war years, but today perfume bottles are afraid of shallowness. It rains in the dream, and it is always a trouble to wake up. -Shi Yan lovesick, born early in Ying Xiao Wo, a glass of wine also the Yangtze River. Su Shi, who cares about history, advised you to make more wine and travel to the west for no reason. Wang Wei bid farewell to Old Bottles, New Green, Quiet Stove Stir Red. It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? -Bai Juyi's friendship is fleshy and more pitiful. Who advised me to help others?
5. What poems about "wine" express feelings? 1, what are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? Let me get drunk forever and never be rational! .
From Li Bai's "Into Wine 2", from a pot of wine among the flowers, drink it alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
From Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon 3", when will the bright moon come to the sky? I stopped my glass and asked now.
From Li Bai's Talking about Wine by Jia Chunling, an Old Friend of asking for the moon. 4. Wine tulips in Lanling, amber light in a jade bowl. From Li Bai's "Travelers" 5. A gust of wind, with catkins, in a refreshing shop, Wu Ji pressed the wine to persuade the guests to taste.
Excerpt from Li Bai's parting in a hotel in Nanjing 1 "Into the Wine" Tang Dynasty: Li Baijun is gone, how can the water of the Yellow River go out of heaven and into the sea, and never return? Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.
Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me. What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.
Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! . Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.
Didn't you see that the water of the Yellow River fell from the sky, and the waves rolled straight into the East China Sea and never returned? Can't you see your elderly parents sighing in front of the mirror about their white hair? They still have black hair in the morning, but how can they turn white at night?
When you are proud of your life, you should indulge in joy and don't let this golden cup be empty for the bright moon. Everyone's birth must have its own value and significance. With a stroke of the pen, gold can still be recovered.
Let's have fun cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle. It's not too much to drink three hundred cups at a time! Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng! Drink it quickly! Do not stop. Let me sing a song for you. Please listen carefully.
What is precious about the luxurious life of eating delicacies all day? I just want to stay drunk. Since ancient times, sages have been lonely and lonely, and only those who can drink can leave a good reputation.
Do you know the optimistic story of Cao Zhi's banquet in Wang Chen? You also drank heavily when you were fighting for wine, which made the host and guest have a good time. Master, why do you say there is not much money? Just buy wine and we'll drink it together.
Call your children out and let them change wine. Let's get rid of this endless sadness! 2. "Four Poems of the Moon Alone" Tang Dynasty: 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. Put a pot of wine among the flowers and pour it yourself. No friends or relatives.
Till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon into three people before the picture. Of course, Yue Ming won't drink. Her figure follows me.
I had to form a wine companion with them for the time being. If I want to enjoy myself, I must seize the beautiful spring scenery. I sang about the moon, and my dancing figure was messy.
When you wake up, you will be happy together, and when you are drunk, you will be separated. I would like to form an eternal friendship with them, forget the harm and meet at the edge of the misty galaxy.
3.' Ask an old friend Jia Chunling about the moon wine' Tang Dynasty: When was Li Bai in heaven? I stopped my glass and asked now. The moon will never reach the moon, but it is very close to the people.
Green smoke as bright as a mirror is flying in the palace, emitting cold light. I only see the clouds rising from the sea every night, and who knows the clouds in the morning?
The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients. The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon.
Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup. When will the bright moon be high in the blue sky? I stopped my cup and asked.
Man will never land on the moon, but the moon is very close to man. As bright as a mirror, it soared to the palace, and the green smoke cleared away, giving off cold light.
You can only see it rising from the sea every night. Who knew it disappeared in the clouds in the morning? In the moon, the white rabbit is tinkering with medicine from autumn to spring, so who is it to live with? Now people can't see the ancient moon, but now the moon has shone on the ancients.
The ancients and present people passed by like running water, and so did the moon seen by * *. I just hope that when I sing to the glass, the moonlight can shine in the golden cup for a long time.
4, "Guest Travel" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai lanling wine tulip, jade bowl filled with amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
Lanling wine is sweet, just like tulips. Xing lai is full of jade bowls, and amber light is crystal clear and charming.
If the host provides such good wine, he will certainly take away guests from other places. How can we tell where home is? 5, "Nanjing Restaurant Don't" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai came with a gust of wind, catkin fragrance shop, Wu girl poured wine to persuade me to drink together.
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! .
The spring breeze blows the catkins, the fragrance in the hotel is overflowing, and the maid holds out the wine and advises me to taste it carefully. Young friends from Jinling rushed to see them off.
If you want to leave or stay, you can drink your emotions. Excuse me, which is longer, Donghe, Bieqing or Liushui? Reference: Zhan translated Li Bai's poems. Shijiazhuang: Hebei People's Publishing House, 1997.