Li Bai wrote 10 poems about wine, only poems, but no whole poems.

When I was drunk, my friend was so happy that Tao Ran forgot his machine.

Enjoy a glass of wine while you are alive! Don't care if your reputation will be passed down! ?

No drunkenness, no wine, singing together for nothing.

When does the bright moon rise in the sky? I stopped my glass and asked now.

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Youth ambition, even in the city, can end a person's life between a glass of wine.

The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan.

Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light.

The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients.

Why does Li Bai like drinking?

Because Li is different from ordinary people after drinking, he can write poems after drinking, and he writes well, which may be inspired by wine.

According to data research, Li Bai is not a Han Chinese, but his body is full of Turkic blood. Turks and Mongols are both nomadic peoples on the grassland. As we all know, Mongolians love to drink, and Turks also love to drink. They like wine. Whether herders graze or hunters hunt, they always bring a pot of wine. They can also drink. They drank it in a big bowl and drank it all at once. Unlike petty Zhongyuan people, they always drink with small glasses. In the words of our Han people, where we are drinking, we are obviously drinking. Li Bai's pedigree determines his drinking habits. Even if he grew up in the Central Plains, even if all his friends are from the Central Plains, his blood is the blood of prairie people, and his soul is the soul of prairie people. Li Bai, from birth, had an indissoluble bond with wine. This is far-fetched, because Li Bai's life is a mystery. It is probably more convincing to say that Li Bai's bumpy life experience determines his love for wine.

Li Bai is not ambitious and often compares himself to Guan Zhong and Zhuge Liang. He thinks that he is "an economic talent, an anti-nesting festival, writing can change customs, and learning can study heaven and man." ("Song Zhongcheng's Self-recommendation Form") He very much hoped to rely on his own talents to gain the appreciation of the emperor, but unfortunately it backfired. Later, the opportunity came. In the first year of Tianbao, Taoist Wuyun introduced it to Beijing. Before he left, he wrote, "Go out and laugh in the sky. Are we Artemisia selengensis people?" Seeing that the ideal will be realized, even ordinary people will inevitably get excited, not to mention that he is not an ordinary person. He is Li Bai, known as "fallen immortal". The poet's almost crazy excitement could not be vented, so he had to pin it on wine. With a strong sense of drunkenness, the poet showed his unrestrained, firm, confident and ecstatic mood incisively and vividly.

However, Li Bai will not be happy for long. At this time, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty was no longer the emperor who made a fortune in his early years. He was addicted to alcohol and lost the spirit of those discerning people in those years. In addition, Li Bai is straightforward and arrogant, which is not tolerated by powerful people. Soon, it was squeezed out of Chang' an. The poet's full of ideals and ambitions suddenly vanished. What can a disappointed, angry but powerless poet do? He can only drown his sorrows by drinking, hoping that the vague consciousness when he is drunk can alleviate his pain and even bring him some comfort in an illusory dream. But this is not the case. So the poet only thought that he could rely on deeper drunkenness to reduce the melancholy and even pain he added to drunkenness. Li Bai was addicted to alcohol, but his poems broke out and he wrote countless good poems praised by later generations. It is hard to imagine how Li Bai will continue his glorious life without wine, and how many good poems will be lost in the history of China's poetry.

It is decided that he should be accompanied by wine all his life. Li Bai attaches great importance to friendship and making friends. With more friends, it is inevitable to be on and off. Needless to say, when we get together, we feel happy. How can you live up to your friends and the name "Brewmaster" if you don't have a good drink or two at this time? When we leave, we will definitely not feel good in our hearts, and the depression in our hearts is nowhere to express, so we put this parting on wine, and everyone is drunk, so we don't know what pain is. Isn't this glass of wine the embodiment of the deep affection between Li Bai and his friends?

Without wine, Li Bai would not have written so many famous poems. Without these poems, Li Bai would be a third-rate poet at best. It is wine that sublimates Li Bai and his poems. Li Bai loves wine. What happened to love?