1. Li Bai's "Entering Wine"
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .
Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .
Haven't you seen the water of the Yellow River?
Rushing from heaven to the sea,
Never come back?
Haven't you seen the Palace Hall?
The bright mirror is dim with sadness,
White hair is getting less and less?
Happy days are as short as dreams;
Don't let the golden cup fall empty in your hand.
The talent that God has given me must be used;
Although I spent 1000 gold coins,
They will come back to me again.
Cook a sheep, kill a cow and enjoy yourself;
Drink 300 cups and stop thinking about sadness.
2. Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting"
I have been talking about being a teenager, with yellow on the left and pale on the right.
Golden hat, mink and fur, thousands of riding rolls and leveling posts.
In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.
After drinking wine, my chest is still open and my temples are slightly frosted. What's the harm!
When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei?
An old man indulged in the stupidity of his youth,
Wearing a yellow belt on the left and blue feathers on the right,
Brocade hat and mink coat,
Lead 1000 riders over the flat hills.
He went hunting with the governor to repay the kindness of the city;
He hit a tiger and looked at Sun Lang.
Drunk, he still has extra courage;
His temples are a little frosty, but what does it matter?
When will he be sent to rule Feng Tang from the clouds?
3. Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
The wind is fierce, the sky is high, and the apes are sad;
Clear water and white sand see birds returning.
Endless leaves rustle down,
The Yangtze River is rolling forward.
As a constant traveler, I was sad for thousands of miles in autumn;
For hundreds of years, I have been standing alone on this platform with many diseases.
Difficulties and pains have frosted my temples,
I put down my muddy glass in despair.