What, what, an ancient poem?

What? What? The ancient poems are as follows:

Since God has given talents, let them be used! , spin one thousand silver, all back! This sentence comes from Li Bai's Into the Wine.

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Invite for a drink

Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to 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! . A swift horse with five flowers and a golden autumn, give them to the boy in exchange for wine and share eternal sadness with you.

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Didn't you see the Yellow River falling from the sky and the waves rolling straight to the East China Sea and never coming back? Can't you see that your elderly parents are sighing in the mirror about their aging white hair? When they were young, their hair was all white. 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 quickly. Raise your glass and don't stop.

Let me sing a song for you, and you will listen carefully for me: What's precious about the luxurious life of eating delicacies all day? I want to be drunk, not wake up. Since ancient times, sages have been deserted 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 I don't have much money? Just buy wine and we'll drink it together. Those precious beautiful horses and expensive golden fox furs, please ask the waiter to change them all into wine, so that we can eliminate this endless sorrow.