● from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me. Raising my cup, I invite the bright moon, who brings me its shadow and makes us three. (Don Li Bai) ● oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, and never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!. (Tang Li Bai)
● Mo Si has endless things outside his body, and he has a limited cup before his death. (Tang Du Fu)
● The sound comes to pillow the thousand-year-old crane, and the shadow falls to the five old peaks in the cup. (Tang Bai Juyi)
● After a hundred years of sorrow, I feel drunk. (Tang Bai Juyi)
● Drive people to know the strength of wine, and break into sleep to see the merits of tea. (Tang Bai Juyi)
● High-rise buildings should not be drunk, and they are lonely and cold. (Tang Wang Yiling)
● Strong drinking from the former wine will eventually hurt the latter. (Don Song Zhiwen)