Please post your favorite poems.

Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"

The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, and each string and column reflects the past.

Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his morning dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart in love with cuckoos.

The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and jade produces smoke.

This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss.

What I like very much

Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal"

The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.

Tender love is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home.

If the love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night!

Li Bai's "About to Enter the Wine"

If you don't see me, 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 fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.

I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after spending all my money.

It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.

Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng will (qiāng) drink wine, and don’t stop drinking.

A song with Jung, please listen to me:

Bells, drums, food (zhuàn) and jade are not so precious. I hope I will be drunk forever and not wake up.

In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, only the drinkers left their names.

In the old days, King Chen used to have banquets (lè) and have a lot of fun and banquets (xuè).

What does the master mean if he has less money? It is up to you to sell it.

The five-flowered horse, the golden fur, and the general will exchange it for fine wine.

I will sell the eternal sorrow with you.

"Shangxie"

Shangxie!

I want to know you, my long life is endless, the mountains have no tombs, the rivers are exhausted,

Thunders in winter, rain and snow in summer,

Heaven and earth are united, so Dare to fight with you

Du Qiuniang's "Golden Threaded Clothes"

I advise you not to cherish your golden threaded clothes; I advise you to cherish your youth.

Flowers can be broken when they are in full bloom, but don’t wait until there are no flowers left to break branches.