The rolling Yellow River is full of wine. If you sell it to me, it will make you worry forever. Li Bai advises you to drink or not!

"Into the Wine" has always been the first poem in my heart. It really belongs to Li Bai's ingenious pen, spitting out the gas in my chest, without words or sentences. Just like friends and classmates get together to drink, Lao Zhang and Lao Li, take that! Don't stop! Such straightforward words are integrated into the poem, which makes such obscure little people as Cenfuzi and Dan Qiusheng spread through the ages because of dozens of words like Li Bai.

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. The joy of life is nothing more than making friends at cocktail parties. How happy it is to make friends with Li Bai. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Drink it! Drink it! Drink it!

Ma Lao once said that young people often cry because they are wronged, and old people often cry because they are moved.

Apply this sentence, drink.

When I was young, I drank to ignite lofty sentiments and let people see how awesome I am. Drinking in old age is for pleasure, because there is too much boredom and swelling in my heart.

My favorite sentence in this poem when I was a teenager is probably: Since God has given talents, let them find jobs! .

When you are a teenager, no one will think you are a loser. Even if you are recognized as a loser, you should try to prove yourself different at a certain opportunity.

The so-called sadness of teenagers is like a cat calling for spring, and there is nowhere to put the fire in its heart. Once upon a time, only one woman could mix waves and currents on the beach.

Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind. It hurts my heart even more today.

After middle age, there is nothing to say. Waste wood is waste wood, and suddenly your hair turns white. It may have been predestined in previous lives, and sometimes it has to be in this life, so we should always pretend to be forced.

What I like is the faint sentence: let me sing a song for you! Please listen to me.

Middle-aged sadness does not need to be disguised, and it has been immersed in the bone marrow. It's comforting to sing a song that someone wants to listen to. That's enough.

Middle-aged smiles are always left to others. No matter how depressed and uneven, you can only bite your teeth and swallow it. You often comfort yourself, no matter how awesome you are, it will only be a puff of smoke and a handful of white ash.

Even a once-in-a-lifetime unruly and arrogant genius like Li Bai can only invite two or three drinkers, find a familiar pub, put a pot, stew meat, fill it with wine, and drink one cup after another, turning soaring anger into a bold act of enjoyment.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . There are not many times when people are really happy, and they don't drink as much as they want when they are happy!

Don't think so much,

What wealth, what sages, grudges and enmities, are all in the wine.

If you drink today, you will get drunk tomorrow, no matter what.

If you are not an emperor, wine is your hundreds of millions of subjects.

If you are not the commander-in-chief, wine is your tribe.

If you are frustrated, wine is fame and fortune.

You don't have a woman. Wine is your woman.

If you are unhappy, you have to drink. If you are unhappy, you have to drink.

If you are happy, drink more when you are happy!

Drink it! Drink it! Drink it! Drink ten thousand!

Drink it! Drink it! Drink it! Drink your breasts and thighs!

Drink it! Drink it! Drink it! Don't just laugh and not drink!

The husband of heaven and earth, the inverse of everything; Time flies, and a hundred generations have passed. Time goes by and never comes back. The past can only be recalled.

Liu, the great god of science fiction, said: Death lives forever!

Vimalakīrti, a layman, said: The body is like a bubble on the water, which will burst when touched lightly.

Li Bai said, don't stop drinking! Clean up what's in front of you and refill it!

Life is always small, and life is always an irreparable tragedy. Even if he is as great as the Buddha and knows everything, he will eventually die if he is divorced from life and death.

Drink, drink, a few of us sat on the top of the mountain and watched the rushing Yellow River drink. It's not the water from the Yellow River that falls from the sky, it's wine!

Good wine!

Don't talk to me about ideals. It's better to live a drunken life than anything else. Although it's still as dark as silk in the morning, it turns into snow at night, which makes me drunk forever and never wake up! !

One day I will ride the wind and waves. $1,000 and $3 will be back.

Li Bai is in Yangzhou, giving 300,000 yuan a year. Is it because he's pretending? Don't!

Because young!

Who has never been young, who has not spent all his money and nothing, who has no dust on his head and no tooth marks on his shoulders.

If I do this bottle again, I will be a teenager when I return to middle age, and I will get away with it.

Cao Zhi is awesome, there are only ten fights in the world. He has eight buckets, and Cao Zhi can drink. Probably his father poured it with Dukang wine, which is a song of wine. Life is geometric. In Luoyang, he had a fight with someone 1000, so we passed him today!

Not than his talent, but wine!

What are you doing? Don't be afraid of not having enough money. Bring the wine.

Don't ask about one bottle, two bottles, three bottles and four bottles.

Serve good wine! No money? No money. See the horse at the door? See this leather coat? Come, change the wine! Come on, come on, pour it again, brothers, get drunk!

Cup after cup, until the ice melts and the flowers bloom!

Sell with you forever!