Poems praising poets and writers. Drinking the Song of the Eight Immortals. Du Fu. Zhizhang rides a horse as if riding a boat. He is dazzled and falls asleep under the water in a well. Ruyang's three battles began to face the sky, salivating at the road's curved carriage entrance, and eager to seal it to Jiuquan. The Prime Minister of the Left spends tens of thousands of money every day, drinks like a long whale sucking in hundreds of rivers, holds a cup in his mouth and enjoys the sages and calls them shunned virtuous people. Zongzhi, a handsome and handsome young man, raised his glass and looked at the blue sky with his white eyes, which was as bright as a jade tree before the wind.