Tao Yuanming's "Drinking" contains twenty poems, among which the fifth is the most famous.
"Drinking·Part 5"
The house is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.
How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain.
The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.
There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain.
The other nineteen poems are as follows:
"Drinking·Part One"
The decline and prosperity are uncertain, and they are more and more dependent on each other.
The melon fields in Shaosheng are as peaceful as those in Dongling!
Cold and heat have metabolism, and human nature is like this.
The master understands the meeting, and the general will no longer doubt it after his death.
Suddenly, we had a glass of wine and enjoyed each other day and night.
"Drinking·Part 2"
The accumulated good will be rewarded, Uncle Yi is in Xishan.
There is no need to talk about good and evil, so why make empty promises!
Ninety lines with ropes, and the weather was hungry and cold.
It’s not the Guqiong Festival, who will pass it on to all generations.
"Drinking·Part 3"
The Tao has been mourned for thousands of years, and everyone cherishes his feelings.
I refuse to drink wine, but I care about my reputation in the world.
So don’t you value my life for the rest of my life?
How many things can you do in your life? It is as sudden as lightning.
Within a hundred years of Ding Ding, what can you achieve if you hold on to this!
"Drinking·Part 4"
The birds are lost in the roost, flying alone at dusk.
Wandering without end, the sound turns sad every night.
The sharp sound reminds me of the clear distance, and I have to go back and forth;
Because the solitary pine grows, it gathers its feathers and comes back far away.
There are no prosperous trees in the strong wind, but this shade alone will not fade;
The support has been achieved, and it will not be violated for thousands of years.
"Drinking·Part 6"
There are thousands of ways to behave, but who knows what is wrong and what is right.
Right and wrong are nothing compared to each other, which is the same as corruption.
Three seasons have happened, and it seems that Da Shi is not here.
You are stupid in the vulgar world, and you should follow Huang Qi.
"Drinking·Qi Qi"
The autumn chrysanthemums are beautiful, and the dew on their clothes reveals their beauty.
I forget my worries and my worldly feelings are far away from me.
Although the cup is empty, the cup will overturn when the cup is empty.
The sun is moving among the flocks, and the returning birds are singing in the forest.
Xiao Ao Dongxuan, chatting about regaining this life.
"Drinking·Eight"
The green pines are in the east garden, and the grass has no shape.
The condensation of frost kills the aliens, and the outstanding branches are seen.
Even the people in the forest are not aware of it, and it is strange to see a single tree and many people.
The pot is hung with cold kettle, and it will appear again when looking from a distance.
What is the matter in the dream world of my life?
"Drinking·Nine"
In the early morning, I hear knocking on the door, and I open my clothes.
When asked who the son is, Tian’s father has a good idea.
The pot of pulp is far away from the future, and I doubt that I will be good with the time.
Everyone in this life will be the same, I hope you will gurgling the mud.
I deeply feel that my father’s words are inconsistent with his temperament.
It can be learned sincerely, but it is not a mystery if it goes against oneself!
And if you enjoy this drink, I will not be able to return.
"Drinking·Ten"
In the past, I traveled far to the corner of the East China Sea.
The road is long and windy, blocked by wind and waves.
Who ordered this trip? Seems to be driven by hunger.
When you are full, you will have more than enough.
I am afraid that this is not a famous plan, so I will go back to my leisurely life.
"Drinking·Eleven"
Yan Sheng is known as benevolent, and Rong Gong's words are right.
You will never gain years again and again, and you will grow old if you are hungry for a long time.
Although he leaves behind a name, his life will be withered.
What will you know after death? It is better to be content with your heart.
The guest nourishes the body of a thousand gold, and the treasure will be dissolved in time.
Why is it evil to be buried naked? People should understand their intentions.
"Drinking·Twelve"
The eldest son once served as an official, but his integrity suddenly fell out of fashion;
Du Men did not come back and died for the rest of his life.
When Zhongli returned to Daze, Gao Feng began to emerge.
It’s easy to go away, so why doubt again!
Go and ridicule, the secular world has been bullying each other for a long time.
Let’s talk leisurely, please follow my advice.
"Drinking·Thirteen"
There are guests who often stop by the same place, choosing a different place.
A sergeant is drunk alone, but a husband is awake all year round;
When they are drunk, they still laugh at each other, and neither of them understands what they say.
How stupid it is to be arrogant and beautiful.
If you send a message to a happy guest, you should hold it until the sun goes down.
"Drinking·Fourteen"
An old friend appreciates my pleasure and greets me with a pot.
Ban Jing sat under the pine tree and drank several cups and was already drunk again.
The elders talk nonsense, and drink wine and drink inappropriately.
If you are not aware of the existence of me, you will know that things are valuable.
The wine is full of deep flavor!
"Drinking·Fifteen"
The house is poor and lacks labor, and the bushes are deserted.
There are flying birds everywhere, but there are no traces of them.
The universe is as long as one, and the number of lives is as few as a hundred.
As time passes by, my temples have already turned white.
It would be a pity to have such a deep love if we don’t let the poor people reach their full potential.
"Drinking·Sixteen"
There are few people in young people, and the best way to travel is in the Six Classics.
Walking without confusion will lead to failure.
Hungry, cold and full are enough.
My hut is surrounded by sad winds, and there are no weeds in the front yard.
We keep watch all night long in brown clothes, but the rooster refuses to crow in the morning.
Meng Gong is not here, so he always hides my love.
"Drinking·Seventeen"
The orchid is growing in the vestibule, holding smoke and waiting for the breeze.
The breeze came suddenly, and I saw Xiao Aizhong farewell.
If you lose your way, you may be able to pass by another road.
When you wake up and think about it, all the birds will waste your good bow.
The orchid grows in the vestibule, holding the fragrance and waiting for the breeze
"Drinking·Eighteen"
Ziyun was addicted to alcohol, and his family was poor and could not help it.
At that time, I relied on good people to carry out my business and dispel my confusion.
The wine comes to do everything possible, and the consultation is full of obstacles.
If you refuse to speak sometimes, you are not attacking the country.
A benevolent person will use his heart to show his silence.
"Drinking·Nineteen"
In the past, I suffered from hardship and hunger, so I went to study in Lei.
The general will not be able to take care of himself, and he will become frozen and stubborn.
This is the time to start a new year, and there are many aspirations and humiliations.
Then he was separated and returned to the fields after his death.
The air flows slowly and slowly, and the pavilions and pavilions rise again and again.
The road to the world is long and long, and Yang Zhu stopped there.
Although there is nothing to spend money on, the wine can be relied on.
"Drinking·Twenty"
It has been a long time since Xi Nong left me, but the whole world has rarely returned to the truth.
Ji Ji Lu middle-aged man, fill the gaps to make him pure.
Although the phoenix does not arrive, the rituals and music are temporarily renewed.
Zhu Si stopped and made a slight sound, drifting to catch Kuang Qin.
What's the crime with poetry and writing? Once turned into dust.
All the old men are sincere and diligent in their work.
How could it be that in this peerless world, there is no one relative among the six families?
Driving around all day long without seeing anything.
If you don’t drink quickly, you will bear the turban on your head.
But if you hate the many fallacies, you should forgive the intoxication.