Su Muzhe (Fan Zhongyan)
Blue sky, yellow leaves, and autumn colors are even on the slope, and the slope is cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
If you want to talk about wine, a poem by Li Bai also includes:
Xie Tiao Building in Xuanzhou sends off the school book Shu Yun.
I had to leave Potter and me since yesterday. It hurts my heart even more today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We both want to see the sun and the moon in the sky with distant thoughts. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.