Second, last night, the wind and rain suddenly broke out, and I didn't consume alcohol when I slept soundly. -Li Qingzhao, "Like a Dream? Last night, it rained and suddenly there was a strong wind.
Third, Xiaoyuan Xiangjing is alone. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"? A new word "a glass of wine"
Fourth, I plan to get drunk and sing the right wine, which is strong and tasteless. Northern Song Dynasty —— Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian
Five, thousands of miles of warblers sing green and red, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine is the flag wind. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"
Six, pure wine fee, for the Jinbei 10,000 copper coins, a hip flask, and a jade plate of 10,000 yuan. It is hard to go by Tang-Li Bai
Seven, and look at the presbyopia, don't think too much wine hurts your lips. -Du Fu's "Two Songs of Qujiang"
Eight, advise you to have a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi"
This year's flowers are redder than last year's. -Ouyang Xiu, "Langtaosha? Here's to Dongfeng
Ten, spring banquet, green wine and another cup of songs. -Feng Yansi "Long-lived woman? Banquet in spring
1 1. Think of wine as a song, how many old dates there are. Northern Song Dynasty-Yan's Drunkenness
12. Walking down the blue mountain in the evening, moonlight is my escort on my way home. -Li Bai's "Down to the South Mountain" gave Hu Si a cordial pillow and bowl.
Thirteen, joys and sorrows together for a glass of wine, north and south Wan Li. -Master Wang
Fourteen, there is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the quiet stove. -Bai Juyi's "A Suggestion for Friend Liu"
Fifteen, put wine in Dongli after dusk, and the sleeves are fragrant. -Li Qingzhao, "Drunk Flowers?" The fog is thick and the clouds are always sad.
Sixteen, when singing the right wine, what is the geometry of life? For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan. Du Kang is the only one who can solve the problem. -Cao Cao's "Short Songs"
Seventeen, drunk watching the sword, dreaming back to blow the horn. "Is it broken?" Send sophistry to Chen Tongfu "(Xin Qiji)
18. Don't laugh at peasant wine, and stay in good years. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.
19. Listen to a song by Jun today, and rely on a glass of wine for a while. Tang-Liu Yuxi's "Enjoy Lotte at the First Meeting in Yangzhou"
Twenty, if you want to buy osmanthus with wine, it is not a youth tour. -Liu Guo "Tang Duoling? Lu Zhou Ting
Twenty-one, the clouds break the moon. -Zhang Xian "fairy? Listening to water and holding wine.
At the age of 22, I sang my songs loudly and drank my wine. In the green spring, I started to go home. -Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army"
Twenty-three, smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. Bo Qinhuai by Don Du Mu
24. A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it. -Li Bai's departure in a hotel in Nanjing
Twenty-five, the wine is still open, and the temples are slightly frosty. What are the disadvantages? When will Feng Tang deliver it? Northern Song Dynasty-Su Shi's Jiangchengzi? Hunting in Michigan
Twenty-six, drunk watching the sword, dreaming of blowing the horn. -Xin Qiji "Broken? Send a strong message to Chen Tongfu. "
27. I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. -Li Bai's four poems about the bright moon? One "
Twenty-eight We open your window and overlook the garden and fields, holding cups and talking about mulberry and hemp. -Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village
Twenty-nine, smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. -Du Mu's Bo Qinhuai
Thirty, peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of rivers and lakes night rain. -Huang Tingjian's "Send the Yellow Number Back"
2. A complete collection of ancient drinking poems describing snow 1, a suggestion for my friend Liu.
Bai Juyi
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.
It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .
2. "Aimenxue is the master"
[Tang] Meng Jiao
Yimen poor people sing snow, Yimen rich people drink. The sound of wine idles in the snow pin,
The sound of snow is strong and sad. Sorrow and joy come and go, and the spring breeze in Wan Li moves willows.
Step 3 look at the snow
King of Chu
From the point of view that the bamboo tree is small, it is twice as cold as waking up from a hangover.
Is it gong, railing or jade railing hanging from the crane?
4. It's a timely help, * * * Only my uncle drinks.
[Ming] Yuan Zongdao
Plum blossoms poured out of the basin, and the crowd was noisy and frozen.
It is easy to make tea after a full meal, but it is most difficult to give charcoal in the snow.
The heart is fragrant and gray, and the book is scribbled at the end of the paper.
The word * * * used to ride bamboo, but now the sideburns are divided into silk.
5. "Looking at the Lake Pavilion Snow"
[Ming] Zhang Dai
In December in Chongzhen, I lived by the West Lake. It snowed for many days, and the noise of pedestrians and birds in the lake disappeared. At about eight o'clock this evening, I took a boat, wore a fur coat and took a stove to see the snow in the middle of the lake. Ice flowers are all over the sky, the sky is bright and watery, and the sky is pure white. The shadow on the lake is only the trace of a long bank. There is a small pavilion in the middle of the lake, a mustard and Yu Zhou, and there are only two or three people on board.
In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, I saw two people laying blankets and a child cooking a wine stove. Seeing it, I was overjoyed and said, "There is no such person in the lake!" " Pull me together and drink with me. I tried to drink three glasses of wine and then said goodbye to them. Ask them what their surnames are. They are from Nanjing and are guests in this place. While waiting for the boat, the boatman murmured, "Stop talking about your Excellency, you idiot, and people like you are crazy!" " ! "
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In December of the fifth year of Chongzhen (AD 1632), I lived by the West Lake. It snowed heavily for several days, and the voices of pedestrians and birds in the lake disappeared. At about eight o'clock in the evening, I rowed a boat alone, dressed in leather and with a stove, and walked to the pavilion in the middle of the lake. Ice flowers are all over the lake, and the water in Baiyun Mountain is white. The shadow on the lake is only the trace of a long dike, the outline of a pavilion in the middle of the lake, and my boat, with two or three figures in it.
In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, I saw two people sitting opposite each other with blankets. A child is cooking a wine stove. They were very happy when they saw me and said, "I didn't expect there to be people like you in the lake!" " "(They) dragged me to drink together. I tried to drink three glasses of wine and then said goodbye to them. I asked their surnames, and I learned that they are from Nanjing and live here. When we got off the boat, the boatman murmured, "Don't say" xianggong "is stupid, there are people as stupid as" xianggong "! "
3. Poem on Drinking in the Snow 1 "For a Friend Liu" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Original text:
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.
With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?
Brewed light green rice wine and burned a small stove. It's getting late and it's snowing harder and harder. Can I have a cup of hot wine in my humble abode?
2. "Yimen Snow Belongs to the Lord" Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao
Original text:
Yimen poor people sing snow, Yimen rich people drink.
The sound of wine is idle in the snow, and the sound of snow is sad and decadent.
Poetry before the snow at the city gate, all heroes need to drink. Drinking and laughing at the snow needle, the snow made a sharp and sad sound.
3, "Looking at the Snow" Tang Dynasty: Chu Wang
Original text:
From the point of view that the bamboo tree is small, it is twice as cold as waking up from a hangover.
Is it gong, railing or jade railing hanging from the crane?
When I got up in the morning, I saw the silver ice tree. After drinking, I woke up feeling very cold. It seems that the princes have changed into cranes, but the railings are still jade railings.
4. In the Snow, * * * Only Uncle Chang Drinks, Ming Dynasty: Yuan Zongdao.
Original text:
Plum blossoms poured out of the basin, and the crowd was noisy and frozen.
It is easy to make tea after a full meal, but it is most difficult to give charcoal in the snow.
Plum blossoms planted in flowerpots give off bursts of fragrance, listening to crows on frozen branches when they are free. Drinking tea after a meal is really comfortable, and it's hard to disagree with sending wine in the snow.
5. "Nan Gezi (Snow Scene Rhyme)" Song Dynasty: Shi Hong
Original text:
This year is a leap year, and spring begins in the middle.
It's exciting to watch snow wine with a stove. There was no flying on the beam, but there was dust last year.
The scenery of the leap moon in the solar calendar begins to enter spring in the middle. Watching the snow wine around the stove make people drink, last year's dust never flew over the beams.
4. The poem "Snow with Wine" records that "the fisherman is proud": a glass of turbid wine is Wan Li, but Ran Yan is unhappy.
Drinking the bright moon alone: From from a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
Shuidiao: When will there be a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine.
Passing through the old village: We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
"Drunken Flowers": Wine is drunk in Dongli, and there are dark incense sleeves, so there is no need to say anything. The curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
It's hard to go: the cost of pure wine, a gold cup, a hip flask of 10 thousand copper, and a jade plate of 10 thousand dollars.
Huanxisha: a new word, a glass of wine, the weather was old last year.
"Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting": After drinking wine, my chest and gallbladder are still open, and my temples are slightly frosty. Why not!
5. Searching for Snow and Drinking Poems: There are no birds in the Baishan Mountain in Zongyuan, Liu Tang, Jiang Xue, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. A boat and a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the Hanjiang River-snow-snow poems meet snow Furong Mountain, the sunset is Liu Changqing, Cangshan Mountain is far away, and the house is poor in cold weather.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. Jiang Xue LiuZongYuan hundred mountains without birds, thousand paths without footprints.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone in the cold snow. Xue Luoyin said that the harvest year is auspicious. What will happen in the harvest year?
There is a poor man in Chang 'an, and I said there is no good snow. Qinyuan Spring Snow The scenery in the north of Mao Zedong is frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow in Wan Li floats.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
It must be sunny, wrapped in red makeup, especially enchanting. This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.
Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish. Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people. Xue Hanyu was not in full bloom in the New Year, but she was surprised to see grass buds in early February.
Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees. A song of white snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home (Tang Dynasty): The north wind tore down the white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people. The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Meng Jiao Tang Yimen snow offers its master, the poor people in Yimen, singing snow, and the noble people in Yimen all drink alcohol. The sound of wine is idle in the snow, and the sound of snow is sad and decadent.
Sorrow and joy come and go, and the spring breeze in Wan Li moves willows. Hunger and snow sing at night, hunger is pecking, and pain is wailing each other.
Ice sausage has always been a knife, and there is no such thing as love. Snow falls on the phoenix tree, and firewood falls on the sky.
Know the nest of husband and wife, not rely on the owl kite. Misfortune comes from the mouth, but fortunately, there are many new disputes.
But seek what he has lost, but boast about it. A gentleman also picked up the body, but not the name.
Will fill the couple's nest and avoid merging with the owl kite. Dawn is uneven because of hunger and heavy snow.
In the evening, the rich and the poor are fond of snow, so it is forgiving to go out. Seeing the fibers in the mirror sea, the ice sky floats.
Xianxing, every family sells dust. The child fingered the jade and sang the sacred dynasty.
There is an endless stream of gas, and there are few immortals. At first, Wang Zhi was lucky, but in the end, she doubted the different ceremonies.
The streets are clean and embarrassing. People want to look east, but Cui Hua is still far west.
I'm worried about whether the sky is thin or thick. Worry leads to peace, so Yao is not as good as Yao.
There are unclear old words and hidden new words. Be a drinker and a singer.
It is difficult to choose the sound, and the sound is cut at the right time. Similarities and differences between China's ancient prose and law before today.
I hope that in Yao Yan, I will play all the songs about depression. It suddenly snowed too hard last night and flew in.
In court, what is strict and white? The handmaiden opened an account at dawn, and her limbs were frozen.
If you can't swallow it, tell the story. The official hasn't introduced it yet, and the family members are all ashes.
I advise you not to laugh at snow and its poverty. Will warm this disability and compete for a cup of sales.
Raise your hand again and boast about your remaining talents. Arguing irrationally, many new scissors.
If you are a husband, you will suffer humiliation and thunder. Books are gentlemen, avoiding suspicion.
In the early spring of Chu and Tang Dynasties, the trees in Ju Mang Palace had already opened first, and pearls and flowers had been cut. It's snowing in the forest tonight, and spring will come later.
Looking at snow, silver flowers, pearls and trees, I woke up twice as cold as when I first woke up from a hangover. Is it gong, railing or jade railing hanging from the crane?
The leaves of Ulmus pumila fall off during the day, and the clouds and powder are too heavy to fly. Kunyu Tower is densely covered with pearl trees, and whoever comes at night will return to the middle of the month.
Bai Xuege sent his military advisers back to Cen Can: the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed Tatar. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Scattered into the bead curtain, it is wet Moro, a fur coat feels very cold, and a cotton pad is as thin as a cicada. The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. Look at the snow peaks of Zhongnanshan, and see how Zhongnanshan flies. Zuyong, the white top of the mountain is above the clouds.
After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly. Liu He was drifting in the snow and wandering in the air.
You look like a flower, but it's in the east of Los Angeles. Jiang Xue > Liu Zongyuan, there are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths; A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
The ancients wrote a poem about scenery: "See Luofu in the snow, Yufeng rises, Fushan belongs to the village, and people live in plum blossoms." Bodhisattva Man (Li Qingzhao) broke the sound and returned to the flood, and the snow in the back window fell straight.
The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp. The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow.
Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold. The snow outside Shen Pei's curtain began to float, and the emerald fragrance was still burning.
Sitting alone at night, people are very tired and far away, and dreams are more lonely. Du Fu in Tang Dynasty: Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets rise to the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "Goodbye" to the eastbound ships. Xue Mei (two songs) Lu Meipo and Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring. The poet's pavilion commented on the pen fee.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without plum customs.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs. Li Jie heard Dong playing the flute and saw that it was composed by Mrs. Cai, who had already sung eighteen verses one by one. "。
Hearing this, the conference semifinals were filled with tears, and the grass was wet. Han made pork liver sausage for Guike. The border town is full of smoke, the grassland is overcast and the snow is falling.
Brush the strings first, and then brush the horns and feathers. Autumn leaves in the suburbs are shocked [sad] [sad] Dong Fuzi knows that the gods and demons come from the depths of pine trees and eavesdrop. Very handy to slowly knead the fast dial, and the reciprocating gyration seems to contain emotions.
The voice of the mountain birds scattered and gathered, and the song was as dark and clear as Wan Yun. A fledgling wild goose falls behind, weeping for its flock, a Tatar child weeping for his loving mother, then the river waves calm down and the birds sing silently.
It seems that Princess Wusun is far away from home, like Princess Xu Wencheng's feud. The pipa is melodious and free, like a strong wind blowing wildly, and the rain falls on the tiles.
Like the rustle of spring, the rustle of trees, and the singing of wild deer. Chang 'an City is adjacent to the Intermediate People's Court, and the palace gate is in the center of the palace.
Fang Guan is not fettered by fame and fortune, and longs for Alice's play day and night. "Song of Running Horse River Farewell to General Feng of the Western Expedition" Author: I didn't see you, I was traveling in the snow, and the yellow sand flew into the sky from the desert.
On the night of the ninth month, there was a cold wind blowing in the wheel tower and the valley, and the valley was full of broken boulders like pecking rice, which went down and forward with the wind. Despite the dust, the Tatar horse fat, the west of the Jinshan Mountain, and the gathering of smoke and dust, Oh, general of China's army, start your campaign! .
Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers March with rumbling weapons! And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife. The sweat of snow evaporates on horseback, freezing the pattern of five-flowered coins, your challenge from the camp, and the ink bottle from the ice.
It has cooled the heart of the barbarian leader, and you will no longer need a real battle! And military adviser Simon attended the ceremony. "Pavilion Night" Du Fu advised that Yin and Yang should be short at the end of the year.