I want to pick up the poems excerpted from the book as soon as I read them
I have a bright peak, I still love three liters of spring wine, and I live up to the green raincoat. In order to write about the excitement of tired travel, I told Shuiyun Zhi. ——Cai Songnian's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Sending Chen Yong back to Zhenyang"
A bowl of tea, a bottle of wine, and a bustling world with idle people. ——Wang Bai, "Sleeping in Chisongmei Master's Room at Night"
Think of the pine breeze blowing away the tea smoke. Looking at me in the white clouds, I know I am not a god. ——Zhang Yan "The Wind Enters the Pine"
Only I can love you in the world, and only you can know it. ——Bai Juyi's "One to Seven-Character Poems"
While life is floating, the flowers and the moon are intoxicating a thousand times, I will go on. ——Huang Jingren, "Man Jiang Hong"
Life is like a pillow of cool breeze and a thousand cups of dirty wine. ——Xu Shiqi's "Ba Sheng Ganzhou·Qi Chi"
I am leisurely watching the bright moon and the gentle breeze. ——Yuan Haowen's "Qin Yuan Chun"
The spring breeze wanders in dreams as home, flowers are as far away as the world, and people are as far away as the world. ——Xia Wanchun's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms"
Why bother asking about floating life, this floating life is just a dream. ——"Untitled" by Zen Master Niaoyu
I would like to sweep away thousands of miles of clouds, and let the sun and moon shine tomorrow at five feet.
——Wang Mian's "Autumn Night Rain"