Tao Qian wrote in the poem "Complaining Son", "What a lucky day, it's all in the cup".
Zhang wrote in "Boating on the Lake Ledaming in Putian" that "the cup is full of gold".
Li Bai wrote in Drinking the Bright Moon Alone: "from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me. "
Tao Qian wrote in "Going Home" that "the pot is for self-concern, and the court is graceful and restrained".
"Ode to Poetry, Shang and Ancestors" records that "it not only reflects clarity, but also reminds me of success".
Su Zhe wrote in the poem "Two Rhymes of Snow", "Give bamboo diligently and persuade yourself to drink white."
In the poem "Shangrao Pavilion", Zhang Hu wrote: "It's just something in the pot, you can pour it yourself when you are worried."
2. Poetry and appreciation of wine 1. The greatest sustenance in Li Bai's poems is to eliminate worries.
Because the social reality cruelly shattered the poet's ambition to help the whole world, the poet stumbled forward in twists and turns, used wine as a tool to relieve his worries, passed the time in drinking, and pinned his helplessness and sadness in drinking. "It's even more worrying to raise a glass to eliminate sorrow, but since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a knife, life is not satisfactory in the world, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take a fishing boat", which shows the depth and weight of his sorrow. "White hair three thousand zhangs, edge sorrow as long? I wonder where I can find autumn frost in the mirror? " What is more obvious is that a haggard poet groans helplessly.
"Pure wine is a golden cup, a pot of ten thousand copper coins, and a jade plate of ten thousand yuan. I throw a stick cup, but I can't eat or drink it. I pull out my dagger and look empty all the way." "from a pot of wine among the flowers, drink alone. No one is with me. " Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
Alas, the moon cannot drink water, and my shadow follows me blankly; "How lonely, how lonely, but behind this great loneliness, what kind of deep sorrow and great pain?
The vagrant life, coupled with his personality, made him shout out "Qian Qian has a million worries, 300 glasses of wine." Although there is less wine to worry about, you can't pour it.
"Five horses with flowers, a thousand gold beads, and a shout of wine will be enough for generations to come!" It's so deep and wide, it's scary! The function of wine is so terrible. You can also see the grief and indignation of the poet after disillusionment.
Especially in his poems written after he was demoted to yelang, this thought is more deeply reflected. "Go to yonghua temple, will be drunk.
May thousands of rivers flow and add thousands of tears. "Infinite melancholy and infinite emptiness are touching in the works of pathetique poets.
"I want to bow and shoot into the sky, but I regret that I lost my way." The leaves fell from the trees, and the guests were helpless. The poet had to "sigh and sigh, and drank himself." Second, wine and entertainment "Enjoy a glass of bar while you are alive! I don't care if my fame will survive! " .
After hitting a wall everywhere in reality, Li Bai fell into the pessimistic fatalism of living like a dream, completely immersed in wine, entertaining himself with wine, and looking for that kind of loneliness and loneliness in wine. The poet is melancholy and angry, but in his poems, he presents a gesture of eating, drinking and having fun.
"The piano plays the dragon gate, the jade pot is empty, the string blows the column with you drunk, and the face is flushed. Hu Ji looks like a flower, so she smiles at the spring breeze.
Laugh at the spring breeze and dance. If you are not drunk today, you will be safe. "The poet repeatedly tells his thoughts of eating, drinking and being merry in time in his poems, which is obviously deeply influenced by Taoist thought.
Especially after he was expelled from Chang 'an and returned with money, his idea of "three cups lead to the avenue, and a fight is natural, but drinking is interesting, so don't pass it on to the awakened one (drinking four bright moons alone)" became more obvious. "Daughter steed in concubines, smile sit carved saddle Song Mei.
There is a pot of wine hanging by the car, and Feng Xiaolong is in charge. "The pursuit of lewd life, made no secret, shirtless, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign who dare to compare with you.
He spoke frankly and shouted, "Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon!" " There is also a decadent thought between the lines. However, it is necessary to comprehensively analyze the emergence of this thought of eating, drinking and having fun, which stems from the disillusionment of the poet's ideal. In the poem, the poet also wrote: "If the mountain owner is drunk, he will be drunk in Levin.
"Riding a horse backwards without receiving thoughts" is carefree, and more of a decadent idea of eating, drinking and enjoying in time. At this moment, do we have an aversion to poets? Generally speaking, not. There are certain social reasons why poets lead a drunken life.
If our hearts can communicate with the poet, when reading the poet's poems, we will only have a deep sigh and a heavy thrill in our hearts. "Eat, drink and be merry" is "pain"! "lanling wine tulips, jade bowl filled with amber light. But it can make the owner drunk and don't know where he is. "
What "I don't know where a foreign land is" is actually just another way for poets to drown their sorrows by drinking. In the catchphrase of reality, it is "cynicism".
What a poor cynic! What a poor poet! "Crab claw is tonight, and rotten mountain is Penglai. And you're going to drink on the platform next to the moon and get drunk. The world is cold, and you only know how to have fun with wine, much like "a thousand cups lead the way, and a drunk can solve a thousand worries."
"Others may ask why they laughed and killed Shan Weng, who was so drunk." What's wrong with being drunk? It is enough for a poet to find his real interest in wine and what he lost in wine. "Wealth can be geometric for a hundred years, and life and death are once available to everyone.
That lonely ape has been sitting on the grave on, so he should have an extra glass of wine. "("Elegy ") This kind of sigh for the passing of a floating life is also common in the works of poets, but does the poet really have heartfelt fun? No, it's just a passive resistance to society, but this resistance is sometimes extremely powerful.
Third, the wine is unrestrained. "If you don't love wine, wine star is absent. If the land does not love wine, there should be no Jiuquan in the land. "
In Li Bai's poems, bold feelings are often mentioned. Although he is brilliant in heart and his life is like a dream, his attitude towards life is still bold and unconstrained, and he still writes with optimistic brushstrokes: "Three cups spit promises, five mountains are light." After dizziness and ear fever, the spirit is neon. "
Poets express their indomitable pursuit with wine when dealing with the contradiction between reality and ideal. "Entrust from play meng, drunk in xinfeng.
Laugh a glass of wine and kill people in the market. "This image is the hero image that the poet yearns for most, and it is also the most bold and free symbol in the poet's works.
"Bow rush Nanshan tiger, hand is too soft. Elegant after drinking, three cups of nod. " This kind of heroic spirit of the ranger is the ideal hero of the poet, serving the motherland, making contributions, giving full play to his military strategy and martial arts, and helping the world, which is reflected in this heroic momentum.
"Pride can't say, chivalrous hall to keep for a long time. Good saddle, good horse, begging, fifteen thousand spinning wine. "
The poet can't wait, and he hopes to be reused by the court as soon as possible. "One day I will ride the wind and waves", the poet's self-confidence makes his poems show heroic momentum everywhere. "Take off my hat and smile at you.
Drink your wine, song for you. Sean didn't drive the red pine away, but Huangshi by the bridge knows my heart. "
How free and easy, how natural and unrestrained. However, poets always run into a wall. After vicissitudes of life, he wants to sweep away all the symbols of obstacles. "Do a good job in Junshan, sprinkle Hunan water, drink unlimited wine in Baling, and get drunk and kill Dongting in autumn."
He also wrote, "Today's Bamboo Village Banquet is my virtuous assistant. Three cups are small, drunk and crazy. "
As the saying goes, "writing a pen scares the wind and rain, and poetry makes the gods cry." (Du Fu.
3. Poems about wine describe wine.
Bai Juyi said in a suggestion to his friend Liu
There is red stirring in the quiet stove, new wine baked by green ants, and there is a feeling of snow in the evening outside. How about a glass of wine inside? ?
Li Bai broke up in a hotel in Nanjing
A gust of wind blew and the catkins were fragrant. Wu Ji suppressed the wine and advised the guests to enjoy it. Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ?
Weicheng district Wang Wei
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.
Master Chu of Xinfeng, Guangxi
Master Xinfeng's new wine is ripe, and old customers return to the old hall. Full of fragrance, with flowers to build the north, yingzun color pan-nanxuan bamboo.
When the clouds cleared and the moon was clear, the girl in the club solved Qin Zheng. Drunk and forgotten Baling Road, I suspected Luoyang City in my dream.
Liangzhou Ci William Wang
Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately. Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?
Juvenile Li Bai
Wuling teenager, Jinshi Dong, silver saddle and white horse with spring breeze. Where the fallen flowers swim, laughing into the Huji wine shop.
Li Bai of Shu Yun and Xie Lou of Xuanzhou sent off school books.
Those who dislike me can't stay yesterday, and those who disturb my heart are more worried about today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Li Bai, guest line
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
Li Bai drinks the bright moon alone
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Xi Wenhua Gate Hotel Weng Cen Can
The old man, who is 70 years old, is still selling wine, putting thousands of flagons and jars in his flower mouth. Elm pods on the roadside are still like money. Will you pick them to sell wine?
When seeing Li Shaofu off, he lived comfortably in the guest house.
Meet the hotel, meaning more violation, Yin Fei at dusk and early snow. The master won't return until he is drunk. Do you want to go home at dusk?
To Wei Ba, Chu Shi and Du Fu.
It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening. Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight.
Two men who were young not long ago, but now their temples are gray! It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad.
We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again. You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row.
They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip. Then, when we talked for a while, our daughter drank wine.
Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and the morning cooking room. My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups.
But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. . The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .
Chongqing Baqiu Zhangji
In the past years, Mars was greeted with joy. The fairy boat was drunk and blue. Poetry falls with the grass, and the wine is wide.
Floating life is like gathering clouds, and the past is like a dream. Today, under the sail city, the autumn wind looks back and tears dry.
On the 9th, I had tea with Lu and Jiao Ran.
Jiuri Mountain Zen Temple, Dongli Chrysanthemum Yellow, laity full of wine, who can help tea fragrance?
Cao Cao's short song
Singing the right wine, life is like morning dew, and it is difficult to go more in one day.
Li Bai in the mountains
The two men exchanged flowers cup after cup. I'm drunk enough to sleep, and the Ming dynasty intends to hold it.
Singing to wine is the geometry of life.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.
Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately.
A new word, a glass of wine. The weather was bad last year.
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu.
When drinking with a bosom friend.
If you don't love wine, WINE STAR can't be listed in the sky.
If the land doesn't love wine, there should be no Jiuquan.
Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is not a loss.
Three cups lead to the avenue, and one barrel is natural.
But if you are interested in wine, don't pass it on to people who wake up.
4. Poetry about wine and its implication Meng Haoran's depression of "I wish you would pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival";
Li Qingzhao's elegance of "sleeping soundly without residual wine";
The relief of Ouyang Xiu's sentence "Once in ten years, drink it all at once, and people will open their eyebrows when they see it".
"Wine" is a kind of culture, and "wine" contains rich meanings. They are "good friends of happy people, confidants of sad people, which make frustrated people detached and complacent people open;" Add luster to the miserable life, add luster to the gray society; Give ordinary people a realistic joy and give literati a pleasant poetic feeling. " Students have realized the philosophy of life and seen the splendid civilization of China for 5,000 years in the accumulation of satiated reading.
5. Poems about wine and the feelings they express. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
Modao's farmhouse is mixed with wine. -Lu You's favorite "Tour Shanxi Village"
Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine. -Lu You's favorite "hairstyle"
I met an old friend and had a drink. -Yang Shen's "Linjiang Fairy" This is the opening word of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms": Look at the guest's peace of mind.
Deep sleep won't leave a hangover. -Li Qingzhao's Dream: Melancholy
Hal will exchange wine. -Li Bai's "Into the Wine" borrows wine to drown my sorrows when I am frustrated.
Sing my songs loudly and drink my wine. -Wang Wei's "Smelling General Receiving Henan and Hebei" is relaxed and happy.
Sit across the road and send a hook to warm the spring wine. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
I suggest you drink more wine.
When is the bright moon? Put the wine in the air. -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival is heroic
6. What are the classic poems about "wine" in "Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home" in Bai Xuege?
Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
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 general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear. (Difficult to do: still writing)
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.
It's hard to be the first.
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
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. (shame: hey; Direct connection: value)
I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. (A work full of snow: dark snow)
I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun. (Bi Zuoyi: Sit)
Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
Youshan west village
Song dynasty: Lu you
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
Translation of Snow White in Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home;
The north wind swept the earth and scattered the white grass. It began to snow in Alakazam in August.
Suddenly, it was like a spring breeze blowing overnight, as if thousands of trees and pears were in full bloom.
Snow fell into the bead curtain and wet the curtain, and the fox fur was too thin to put on the warm brocade quilt.
The general was too cold to open his bow and put on his armor.
The desert is frozen and cracked, and the sky in Wan Li is full of clouds.
The coach put the wine in the account as a farewell party to return the guests, and the Huqin Pipa Qiangdi played an ensemble.
At night, the snow in front of Yuanmen kept falling, the red flag froze and the wind could not move.
Take you back to Beijing outside the east gate of Luntai. Tianshan road was covered with heavy snow when I went there.
The winding mountain road has lost sight of you, leaving only a line of horseshoe prints on the snow.
It is difficult for me to go;
Jinbei famous wine, per barrel 1000 yuan; The exquisite dishes in the jade plate are worth 10 thousand yuan.
I feel depressed in my chest. You can't eat without drinking. Draw your sword and look around, my heart is really at a loss.
Want to cross the Yellow River, ice and snow blocked the river; If you want to climb Taihang Mountain, the vast snow has already closed the mountain.
Like Lushang Yuxi, waiting for a comeback; Like Yi Yin's dream, he passed by the Japanese side by boat.
How difficult it is to travel in the world, how difficult it is; With so many roads in front of me, should I go from north to south?
I believe that one day, I can ride the wind and waves; Hang Yun Fan high and move forward in the sea!
Shanxi village tourism translation;
Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. In the harvest year, the hospitality is very rich.
The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.
The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs.
In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.
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