The surging Yellow River water fell from the sky. Li Bai, Cen Xun and Yundan Qiu were watching and eating beside the Yellow River.
Li Bai frowned and vented to his friends. God has created him as a great talent, but he has no use for it. Master Cen advised him that even if the thousand taels of gold were gone, he would get it again.
Outside the door, the waiter was killing sheep and cattle. Three old friends were eating and drinking at the wine table. Li Bai poured another glass of wine and stood up: "You sir, hurry up and drink. I I want to sing a song for you, please listen carefully!" Cen Xun and Yuan Danqiu couldn't help but drink the wine in their glasses while listening to Li Bai's beautiful singing: "Since ancient times, those sages have felt lonely and can only express their feelings. Only those who drink well can leave a good reputation. I respect you for this glass of wine!"
The three old friends looked up to the sky and smiled, but the owner had no money in his pocket. Li Bai acted chivalrously, in order not to To break up this good time, he asked the waiter to mortgage his valuable horse and daughter's sweater, and then drank as much as he wanted.
Li Bai was so excited that he could not help reciting this poem that has been passed down through the ages: If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return. Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening. If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. I am born with talent that will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent. If you enjoy steaming sheep and slaughtering cattle, you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking. I sing a song with you, please listen to me. Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time. In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, and only the drinkers left their names. In the old days, King Chen had a banquet, drinking and drinking, and had a lot of fun. What does the master mean if he has less money? It is up to you to sell it. The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you.