There is a hint of red in the quiet stove.
Green ant's freshly baked wine,
There is a feeling of snow in the dusk outside.
How about a glass of wine inside? ?
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 loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
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.
Cao Cao's short song
Singing to wine, the geometry of life
For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.
Jinjin wine-Li Bai
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns? 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! . 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! .
A sad poem
Raise a glass to drown your sorrows "(Li Bai's poem),
There is a sentence in Li Shangyin's poem "Giving for generations": "Bananas don't show lilac knots, but they care about each other in the spring breeze."
About the melancholy Yan Shu's "Huanxi Yarn": a new word and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather was old and the sun set. There was no choice but to let the flowers fall, as if Yan had returned. I'm still alone in the fragrant garden path
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, saying that sorrow fills new talents.
The west wind is setting, the tomb of the Han family (Li Bai's "Recalling Qin E")
Weak willows are suspicious of the wind, and orchids are like towels. Sitting alone also includes frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Chu Ke wants to hear Yao's grievances, and Xiaoxiang is in the middle of the night (Liu Yuxi's Xiaoxiang God)
Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When to revisit (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. People leaning against the building in the moonlight (Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc)
It's dusk, and I'm bored, leaning against the door alone (Wen Bodhisattva Xia)
After all, it's not there, the oblique light is full of water, and my heart is broken (text "Jiangnan Dream")