Li Bai wrote many classical poems because he was a romantic poet who didn't want to be bound by meter. Among them, the most classic and famous ones are the following:
1. "Enter the wine"
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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! .
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.
The sober and sages in ancient times were forgotten, and only drinkers could keep their names.
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, golden jubilee, give them to boys in exchange for good wine, and I will share with you the sorrow of the ages.
2. It's hard to go
The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan.
I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.
I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.
Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
3. Shu Dao is difficult to walk.
Hey, whoa, whoa (y and x ū x sum)! High risk! The difficulty of Shu Dao is difficult to go to the sky!
Until the two rulers of this area (fú) forced through in the foggy age!
Forty-eight thousand years have passed and it has not been associated with Qin Sai.
And Dabaishan, to the west, still has only one bird path, all the way to the peak of Emei.
Once it was broken by an earthquake, some brave people lost it, and then the ladder stone stack (zhàn) was connected.
On the high flag, six dragons drive the sun, and far below, the river lashes its twisted channel.
It is difficult to climb such a height, even if the yellow crane says that apes want to climb it.
The green clay mountain is made up of many circles, with hundreds of steps and nine twists and turns.
Meng and Shen sat there, their hands touching y and ng (y ng) and sighing.
We want to know whether this road to the west will never end.
But look at the ancient forest of sad birds. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird.
Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain.
It's hard to get through the Shu Road, and it's hard to get to the sky. It turns pale when you smell it!
The highest cliff is less than a foot from heaven, and the withered pine trees hang low on the cliff surface.
Thousands of waterfalls (Hu:), (P: ng), cliff turn (Zhu:), rocky mountain.
With this dangerous situation, Ji and Hu Wei came here alone from afar.
Although the bunker is strong and severe, one person guards it and ten thousand people can't beat it.
Shou is also a relative of the bandit (fēi), but what about the wolf to his companions? .
There are terrible hungry tigers during the day and poisonous reptiles at night.
Brush your teeth and shǔn blood, killing people like hemp.
Although the Silk City is beautiful, I'd rather go home soon.
It is difficult for Shu Dao to reach the sky, so you can look at it from the west (Z: Harmony) and (Kyrgyzstan).
4. Dream of climbing Mount Tianmu
Visit Tianmu Mountain in a Dream
A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible.
However, when the Vietnamese talk about Tianmu Mountain, they can still see it through clouds of different depths.
On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China.
The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast.
My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, and they cross Jinghu Lake on a moonlit night.
The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe.
Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves.
I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder.
Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space.
Countless peaks and more valleys, there is no road, flowers tempt me, and rocks relax me. The day suddenly ended.
Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains.
Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog.
Cracks lack thunderbolts, and mountains collapse.
The stone gate is broken and ventilated in the deep pit of heaven.
An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon light up the gold and silver terrace.
Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one.
With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows.
I moved, my soul flew and suddenly began to grow.
My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.
This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water.
So I'm leaving you. I don't know how long it will take. But let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer.
When I need you, ride to you, great mountain.
Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face!
5. Sauvignon Blanc
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an; The Luweiqiu well stopped, and the thin frost shone like a small mirror on my cold cushion.
Unknown solitary lamp, I lifted the curtain, sighed and stared at the moon, alone, like a flower, rising from the clouds.
There is a high sky in the sky and blue waves rippling under it.
This is a long way to go. Can I dream of going through the portal and crossing the mountains? . Sauvignon Blanc, soul-destroying!
I hope my answer is helpful to you _