Poems describing winemaking

Poems about wine

Bai Juyi said in a suggestion to his friend Liu

There is red stirring in the quiet stove, new wine baked by green ants, and there is a feeling of snow in the evening outside. How about a glass of wine inside? ?

Li Bai broke up in a hotel in Nanjing

A gust of wind brought catkins, and the shop was full of sweetness. Wu Ji squeezed wine to persuade wine. Comrades in my city came here to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him.

Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ?

Weicheng district Wang Wei

Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. I advise you to drink more wine and go out to Yangguan for no reason.