Tao Yuanming's wine poems

Brew wine. I'll pour it when it's ripe.

Filter out the new wine at home and cook chicken for the neighbors.

There are many beautiful days in spring and autumn, and new poems are written on the mountain. It's better to call each other after crossing the door, so there's wine to consider.

Enjoy spring wine and pick vegetables from my garden. The drizzle blows from the east, accompanied by a fresh breeze.

Pan-browse "Biography of Zhou Wang", flowing all over the mountains and seas. How about throwing the ball to the end of the universe and not being happy?

There is also a poem.

Drink wine/alcohol

Tao Yuanming in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.