1. Poems about rivers, lakes and wine
Poems about rivers, lakes and wine 1. What are the poems describing "jiangs and lakes"
1. Wash hands in a golden basin Retreat, and a dragon will disappear from the sky and the earth.
2. Peach plums and spring breeze, a glass of wine, and ten years of rain in the rivers and lakes.
3. Xingzi points to the flying peng, and the golden whip points to the iron Cong.
Fame spreads thousands of miles away, and thoughts come in a cup.
The captives blocked the Yan branch to the north and the Qin city was to the east of Taibai.
Don’t feel melancholy when you leave your soul, look for the treasured sword hero!
4. The world is full of turmoil.
As soon as I enter the world, time will rush me.
5. The music of the piano resounds in ecstasy on the golden roof,
The shadow of the sword is like snow shooting down the fallen hero.
6. In troubled times, a beauty has troubled feelings.
Her face is like a peach blossom and her heart is as ice.
7. As quiet as a virgin but as moving as the wind,
The body is like an ape and moves as nimblely as an ape.
8. The famous family in Shu belongs to the Tang surname,
The steel dart trap is used to judge the underworld.
9. The girl of ice and snow is like the mortal world
The sun is shining for the first time by the West Lake
10. A mixture of love and hatred
A ray of breeze Soul
Traveling with swords and wine
So many grudges and grievances in drunken dreams
Suddenly looking back, everything is in vain
11. How many scenes and scenes A pine tree
A few floors away and a few bells ringing
12. The husband is empty and the wife is empty,
We do not meet each other on the road to the underworld.
13. Friends are also empty,
Everyone has a different path to the future
14. Demons are not demons, Tao is not Tao, good and evil are in the human heart;
Desire is not desire, love is not love, and marriage is determined by God.
15. If you don’t look back, why not forget; since there is no fate, why do you need an oath.
Everything today is as clear as water, no matter what day or night, you are no longer a stranger.
16. The sword rides on the wind to slay the demons in the world.
If there is wine, I will be happy. Without wine, I will be happy.
Drink all the rivers. I drink and swallow the sun and the moon again,
I can’t get drunk even if I drink a thousand cups, but I am the wine-swordsman.
The bright day fills the universe
2. Poems related to "wine"
1. Answer: There are too many famous sentences like this. Each poet should choose Please choose one song:
1. The luminous cup of grape wine reminds you immediately when you want to drink Pipa. ——Wang Han's "Two Poems from Liangzhou·Part One"
2. The rain and wind were strong last night, and the heavy sleep could not eliminate the remaining wine. ——Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream: The Rain and the Wind Last Night"
3. I advise you to have another glass of wine. There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west. ——Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song"
4. When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. ——Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival"
5. Don't be frightened by the wine and fall into a heavy sleep in spring. The fragrance of tea is lost by gambling on books. At that time, it was just ordinary. ——Nalan Xingde's "Huanxisha·Who cares about the west wind and the cold alone"
6. A new song and a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year. ——Yan Shu's "Huanxisha·A New Song and a Glass of Wine"
7. A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, a lamp in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years. —— Huang Tingjian's "Send Huang Jifu"
8. Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. ——Du Mu's "Qingming Festival"
9. Open a banquet and chat over wine. —— Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village"
10. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. ——Li Bai's "One of Four Poems for Drinking Alone Under the Moon"
11. Green ants' newly fermented wine, small red clay stove.
—— Bai Juyi's "Ask Liu Nineteenth"
2. Expand knowledge:
1. Alternative names for wine:
Du Kang, Huan Bo, Cup of Things, Jinbo,第鬯,baizuo,frozen glutinous rice,pot wine,pot contents,zuo,vined wine,醑,醍醆,huangfeng,qingzuo,xijiu,祱win,Qingzhoueng,Pingyuanduyou,qusheng,quxiucai,qu Taoist priest, Qu layman, Qu tiller, spring, Mao Chai, fragrant ant, floating ant, green ant, green ant, Tianlu, pepper paste, forgetful thing, broom, fishing hook, mad medicine, wine soldier, Prajna Tang, Qingsheng, Zhuoxian.
2. The history of wine: my country’s winemaking has a long history and a wide range of varieties. It has been welcomed by our ancestors since the day it was produced. When people drink and praise wine, they always give the wine they drink an interesting nickname or alias. Most of these names are derived from some allusions, or are based on the taste, color, function, effect, density, brewing method, etc. of the wine. Many nicknames for wine are widely spread among the people, so Wen is often used as a synonym for wine in poetry and novels. This is also a feature of Chinese wine culture.
3. Poems related to wine
Poems describing wine
"Ask Liu Nineteenth" by Bai Juyi
Small red clay stove , Green ants have newly baked wine, it’s late and it’s snowing, can I have a drink?
Li Bai bids farewell to Jinling Wine Shop
The wind blows the willow flowers and fills the shop with fragrance, while Wu Ji presses wine to persuade guests to reward them. The disciples of Jinling came to see each other off, and they all had a cup of wine whether they wanted to do it or not.
I would like to ask you, Dongliu Shui, who do you want to compare with?
Weicheng Song Wang Wei
The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and the willows are new. I advise you to drink another glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends.
Xinfeng’s Master Chu Guangxi
Xinfeng’s Master is ripe with new wine, and old guests return to the old hall. The wine is full of fragrance and contains flowers from the north, and the color is full of bamboos from the south.
The clouds have dispersed, the sky is high and the moon is bright, the girl from the hostess is undressing Qin Zheng. When I got drunk, I forgot about Baling Road. I thought it was Luoyang City in my dream.
Liangzhou Ci by Wang Han
The luminous cup of grape wine reminds me of the pipa if I want to drink it. Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times?
Young Man's Journey Li Bai
The young man of Wuling was in the east of the gold market, riding a silver saddle and a white horse in the spring breeze. Wherever the fallen flowers can travel, I laugh into the orchid wine shop.
Farewell to Secretary Shu Yun at Xiezhen Tower in Xuanzhou
Those who abandon me will not be able to stay in yesterday’s day, and those who mess up my heart will be troubled today. The long winds send autumn geese flying thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building.
The Penglai article is built with bones in mind, with small Xie in the middle and clear hair. They are all full of joy, strong and full of joy, and want to go up to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. Cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow more, raise a cup to relieve the sorrow, and the sorrow will become more sorrowful. Life is unsatisfactory in this world, and the Ming Dynasty will be ruined.
Traveling as a Guest Li Bai
Lanling fine wine and tulips, a jade bowl filled with amber light. But it makes the host drunk, and the guests don't know where they are in a foreign country.
Drinking alone under the moon, Li Bai
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raise a glass to the bright moon and form three people facing each other.
The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me. For a while, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.
My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered. They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.
We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
Playing with Cen Shen, the owner of Huamen Restaurant
The old man still sells wine in his seventies, and there are thousands of pots and hundreds of vats of flowers at the door. The elm pods along the road are still like money. Are you willing to pick them and sell them for wine?
I made a speech in the guest house when seeing Mr. Li off
It was unexpected to meet in the hotel. It was snowing at dusk and the sun was shining, and the swallows were flying. The master is drunk but you are not drunk. Will you return home after a long journey in the evening?
Presented to the Eighth Guardsman Du Fu
Life without seeing each other is like participating in business. This night and what night, *** this lamp candlelight.
How long can a young man last? The hair on the temples is already gray! Visiting the old man is half a ghost, and exclaiming is hot in the intestines.
How can I know that after twenty years, I will go to the gentleman's hall again. In the past, I was not married, but my children suddenly came together.
Yiran respected his father and asked me where I came from.
The questions and answers are not over, and the children are drinking wine.
The spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and the yellow beams are cooked in the morning. The host said that it was difficult to meet, and it would take ten cups in one fell swoop.
I am still not drunk even after ten cups of wine, and my feelings are deliberately long. Tomorrow, across the mountains, the world will be confused.
Zhong Jing Baqiu Zhang Ji
In the past, Gao met Li Yinghuan, and the day was full of fairy boats and drunken blue waves. The poems fall randomly with the green grass, and the wine intestines are all driven by the width of the wine court.
Floating life is like gathering and dispersing clouds, and the past is like a faint dream. Today, when I go down to Pianfan City, I look back at the autumn wind with tears streaming down my face.
Drinking tea with Lu Chushiyu on the 9th, Jiaoran
In the monastery of Jiurishan, the chrysanthemums on the east fence are also yellow, and the common people are too drunk, who can help the fragrance of tea.
Cao Cao's Short Song
Singing over wine, life is just like morning dew, the passing days will be bitter
Drinking Li Bai in the mountains
Two people The flowers blooming on the drinking mountain, one cup after another. I'm drunk and want to sleep, please go there. I want to hug you tomorrow.
Singing to wine, what's life like?
I asked where the restaurant is, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
A luminous cup of grape wine. If you want to drink Pipa, you will be reminded immediately.
A glass of wine with a new song. Last year's weather old pavilion.
Where did you wake up tonight? The dawn wind and the waning moon on the willow bank.
When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little
If the sky does not love wine, the wine star will not be in the sky.
If the earth does not love wine, there should be no fountain of wine.
Both heaven and earth love wine, and love for wine is not at the expense of heaven.
Three cups lead to the road, and one bucket matches nature.
But if you get the joy of wine, don’t be sober. Biography
4. Poems related to Jianghu
Have gained peerless martial arts, not afraid to carry the mountains and rivers on both sides of the bank on your back
Have gained a beautiful woman, only afraid of losing her love Deep
The world's heroes come out of our generation, and the years rush them as soon as they enter the world. In the chat and laughter of Huangtu Hegemon, life is a drunken experience. He raised his sword while riding astride and swung the ghost rain, causing bones as white as a mountain bird to fly away in fright. The world is like a tide and people are like water. Only a few people return to the rivers and lakes.
Kill people in ten steps without leaving a trace, display your ambition and heroic spirit. Lying drunk on the battlefield, laughing at the wind and clouds, and rejuvenating with a skillful hand, the smoke flies away. Lightning and thunder can dance wildly, flowers and shooting stars can be both good and evil.
If life is unsatisfactory, the Ming Dynasty will be ruined.
The vast and vast sounds on the way to the west are fluttering
Why should the grass be green when the wind is white?
The night rains in all directions and the isolated city is fighting,
Pingming The sound of the sword depends on the sound of the sword.
The chivalrous bones have been missing for thousands of years.
The blue blood and red leaves are drunk by the autumn wind.
Leaning on the building, listening to the wind and rain, looking at the rivers and lakes indifferently.
I am leaning against autumn alone after the rain, the path is full of residual red, and the leaves are withered and thickened by frost. When I was drunk, I muttered to myself and asked myself, where is my old friend?
Suddenly I heard the cry of wild geese outside the courtyard, which made me feel sad. At night, the cold fragrance fills the building. Is it you?
Life is short and impermanent
The green lantern lies beside the ancient Buddha
Lonely and sleepless, facing the moon
Where can I get the autumn frost in the long night?
Three thousand flower guests in the hall were drunk. A sword of frost chilled the fourteen continents
In Taohuawu, there are peach blossom nunneries, and there are peach blossom fairies in peach blossom nunneries; the peach blossom fairies plant peach trees and pick peach blossoms for exchange. Drink money.
When you are sober, you just sit among the flowers; when you are drunk, you come to sleep under the flowers; half-awake and half-drunk day after day, the flowers bloom and fall year after year.
I hope that I will die of old age among flowers and wine, and do not want to bow in front of carriages and horses; those who have rich carriages and horses have fun, and those who have poor wine-cup branches have fate.
If the poor are compared to the poor, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky; if the poor are compared to a chariot and a horse, he has to drive and I have nothing to do.
Others laugh at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at others because they can’t see through it; there are no tombs of heroes from the Five Tombs, and there are no flowers and no wine to cultivate the fields.
5. What are the poems about wine and wine in ancient times?
1. The ancients often wrote poetry and wine in the same family, so there are many. Please choose from the following:
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.
—— Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival"
A luminous cup of grape wine will prompt you to drink Pipa immediately. ——Wang Han's "One of Two Liangzhou Ci Poems"
Last night it rained and the wind blew, and I couldn't get rid of the remaining wine after a heavy sleep. ——Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream, Last Night Rained and Winded"
Smoke cages, cold water, moon cages and sand, I parked in Qinhuai at night near a restaurant. ——Du Mu's "A Visit to Qinhuai"
Where can I find the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. ——Du Mu's "Qingming Festival"
A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, and a light in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years. ——Huang Tingjian's "Send to Huang Jifu"
Open a pavilion and talk about mulberry and hemp over wine. —— Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village"
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year. ——Yan Shu's "Huanxisha·A New Song and a Glass of Wine"
Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove. ——Bai Juyi's "Ask Liu Nineteen"
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. ——Li Bai's "Four Poems on Drinking Alone Under the Moon·One"
Laughing through a glass of wine in a murderous city. ——Li Bai's "A Visit to a Young Man's Club"
A gold bottle of sake costs ten thousand dollars, and a jade plate contains ten thousand dollars worth of treasures. ——Li Bai's "Traveling is Difficult·Part One"
Mo Xiao's farmers are full of wax and wine, and in good years they have enough chickens and dolphins for visitors. —— Lu You's "Visit to Shanxi Village"
To toast the east wind, don't be too hasty or in a hurry. ——Wang Anshi's "Spring Resent·Rain Beats the Trees in the South of the Yangtze River"
Lanling's fine wine is filled with tulips, and the jade bowl contains amber light. ——Li Bai's "A Journey from a Guest"
2. Expand knowledge: Wine culture?
Wine is a kind of culture. China has a wine culture and a history of wine for five thousand years. Li Bai had the elegance to raise a glass to the bright moon, while Su Shi had the ambition to ask the sky for wine. Ouyang Xiu has the magnanimity of meeting a close friend when drinking, and Cao Cao has the desolation of how much life can be while drinking and singing. Du Fu had the unrestrained style of singing and drinking during the day, and returning to his hometown with the company of his youth. Wine is a good thing, it can cheer you up when you are happy, and it can relieve your worries when you are sad; wine is a bad thing, if you think it can bring you courage, then this courage is vulnerable. If you think alcohol proves your loyalty, my friend, by the time you drink it, you've already begun to betray it. What you betray is your health, what you betray is your life, what you betray is the love of your family for you. Cherish life and drink in moderation.
6. Ancient poems about wine
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. —— Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival"
I advise you to drink another glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west. ——Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song"
Don't be frightened by the wine and fall into a heavy sleep in spring. Gambling books will make the fragrance of tea splash away. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary. ——Nalan Xingde's "Huanxisha·Who wants the west wind to be cool alone"
Last night the rain was sparse and the wind was violent, and the heavy sleep could not eliminate the remaining wine. ——Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream: The Rain and the Wind Last Night"
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year. ——Yan Shu's "Huanxisha·A New Song and a Glass of Wine"
Open a pavilion and talk about mulberry and hemp over wine. —— Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village"
A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, and a light in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years. —— Huang Tingjian's "Send Huang Jifu"
Where can I find the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. ——Du Mu's "Qingming"
The smoke is in the cold water and the moon is in the sand. I park in Qinhuai at night near the restaurant. ——Du Mu's "Poetry at Qinhuai"
7. Poems about rivers and lakes
Bloody Moon
The sword cuts through the wind and breaks through the moonlit sky,
Don’t be afraid of drinking unruly wine.
The blood is wet and the moon is misty.
The sword in the rivers and lakes is still clear.
There is also a poem about the fairy sword (the one above is written by me)
The sharp edge of the sword is hard to control in a shallow box,
The jade hidden in the stone is also exquisite.
The clear cry of the first style breaks through the sky,
The clouds are bright and blue, and they are far away from the plain.
Drinking wine and singing to attract the phoenix to travel
Thousands of years of nothing but dreams
A sincere love that refuses to end
Wake up from the dream to watch the light rain in the world
The country is still as gentle as before
Banishing the Immortal
The loneliness of the Yao Palace is locked for thousands of years
The nine-day journey with just a shadow in the wind
It is better to return to the world of mortals with a smile
***I am flying flowers with sleeves full of flowers
8. Poems about rivers and lakes
Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing"
Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang Xue Ming.
The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.
Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his body and name.
I was passing Xinling to have a drink. I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward.
He will eat Zhu Hai while holding a wine glass to persuade the marquis to win.
Three cups of Turanuo, the five mountains are lighter.
After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and spirit are born.
Using the golden hammer to save Zhao, Handan was shocked first.
The two heroes of Qianqiu are the most famous in Daliang City.
Even if a hero dies, his bones will remain fragrant, and he will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world.
Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra?
Huang Tingjian's "Send to Huang Jifu"
I live in Beihai and Nanhai, and I can't thank you for sending letters to geese.
A cup of wine brings the spring breeze of peach and plum trees, and the light of ten years of rain in the rivers and lakes.
There are only four walls to run a household, but there are only three walls to cure diseases.
I imagine my head has turned white when I read, and the ape across the stream is crying because of the miasma of vines in the stream.
Lu Yan's "Gift to Taoist Priests to Sharpen Swords"
If you want to sharpen your edge, you dare to work hard, and in the early morning, you open the box and the jade dragon howls.
There is three feet of ice on the bank of air in the hand, and a spiritual snake on the stone.
The blood of adultery is gone with the water, and the ointment of evil is now gone with the traces of tears.
Wipe away the injustices in the world, and we will reach the sky with you.
9. Poems about wine
Five-character poems about wine (1) Tao Yuanming·Drinking An old friend appreciates my interest, and brings me wine to meet him.
Ban Jing sat under the pine tree and drank several cups and became drunk again. The elders talk garbled words, and drink wine and drink inappropriately.
Don’t be aware of the existence of me, but know that things are precious. Long-lasting fans left behind, and there was a deep flavor in the wine.
Du Fu·Drinking Alone and Composing a Poetry How can I be so happy with the lights and flowers, the wine and greenery are just a blind date. When you are drunk, you will be a guest, and your poems will become spiritual.
Confucianism and Confucianism are of no use when war is still in sight. Suffering from being bound by a minor official, I bow my head in shame of being a savage.
Bai Juyi·Ask Liu Shijiu: Is green wine new to fermented grains, or is it a small red clay stove? It's snowing in the evening, how can I drink a cup of nothing? Li He Shidi Three years after leaving his brother, he returned home for more than a day.
The record requires wine this evening, and the letter is written when I leave. The sick bones are still there, and there is nothing wrong in the world.
Why ask the cows and horses, and throw them to any owl. Li He·Zhui He Xie Bronze Bird Prostitute A beautiful woman with a jug of wine can make her look thousands of miles away.
The stone horse lies in the new smoke, why are you worried? The singing is lingering, and the wind rises in the mausoleum trees.
The long train presses the high platform, and I look at the flower machine with tears in my eyes. Li He·Gift to Chen Shang There is a man in Chang'an whose twenty-year heart is dead.
In front of the pile of cases at Langjia, Chuci is tied behind the elbow. There is poverty in life, and a beautiful woman drinks a jug of wine. Now that the path has been blocked, why should we grow old?
The sad statement of the saint is covered with brown molybdenum beans. He studied the literature of Yao and Shun, and at that time people chose to lose their spouse.
Chaimen's ruts are frozen, and the elm shadows are thin under the sun. Visit me at dusk, the blue sun wrinkles in the bitter festival.
Taihua has five thousand ren, splitting the ground and whipping the forest show. There is no trace of suffering on the side, and there is a fierce bull fight.
Even if you have no mercy, I would rather lock my mouth. Li Sheng studied with Taihua and sat down to watch the day.
When it is frosty, it is made into olives, and when it is angry, it is made into spring willows. The etiquette is gone, and it is as haggard as a cud dog.
The wind and snow stand directly on the altar, and the ink composition runs through the copper ribbon. The concubine is so angry that she only wants to inherit the dustpan.
When will the Eye of Heaven be opened? Gu Jianyong roared! Li He·Baichang Valley to Luohoumen In September, the field is white, and Cang Cen is at Qiumen. It's the coldest day of October, and it's snowy and twilight.
Delirium clouds the sky, and thoughts fill the void. The wind blows thousands of miles along the road, and there are traces of wild bamboo and snake saliva.
The sound of frozen waves in the stone stream, and the crow of cocks wash away the cold morning. He forced himself to the east house and surrendered his horse to his old neighbor.
The owner's name is Liao, and his surname is Xin according to local folk music. The branches are not for drinking, I invite the right people.
At first he wanted to go south to Chu, and then to the west he wanted to go to Qin. King Xiang and Emperor Wu each retained their youth.
I heard that Song Yu’s soul was gone on the orchid stage. The two lines of characters in Xiangpiao are stinging insects, beetles, and autumn clouds.
In order to explore Qin and Taiwan’s intentions, why should I have to pay my salary? Li He sent brother Wei Renshi to the customs and saw off the guests for a farewell drink. There was no ocher in the wine. What is the saddest thing? The horse's head rings with a golden ring.
The wild color is vast and ownerless, and the autumn light is empty. Sit down to strengthen your courage, and you can't see with your eyes broken.
Walking along the west road led by locust trees, there are many green shoots. Wei Lang's good brother, Die Yu gave birth to Wen Han.
I live on a mountain with an acre of wormwood field. The night rain calls the renter, and the sound of spring secretly communicates.
Who understands the pain and suffering, only Nanshan is in the blue. Li He·Fuwu Songs and Songs Wu E's voice reaches the sky, and the clouds linger in the sky.
There are cars and horses outside the door, and green moss must grow. There is Niao Cheng wine in the bottle, I wish you a long life.
On the Wujin Tower in the Victory Han Dynasty, I watched the clear weather and drank the flower dew at dawn. The sun never breaks in the east, and the sky never gets old.
The elixir becomes a snake riding on the white mist, and it transforms into the jade well earth again after thousands of years. After two thousand years of being transformed from a snake to a tortoise, the green grass of Wu Embankment remains year after year.
There are eight trigrams on the back called gods, evil scales, stubborn armor and fishy saliva. Su Wu·Farewell Poems: Flesh and flesh are closely related to branches and leaves, and there is a reason for friendship.
We are all brothers everywhere, who is the traveler? What's more, I am connected with the branches of the tree, and I am one body with the son.
In the past, they were similar in appearance and as tall as Hu and Qin. Just remember to be deviant, and your kindness will be renewed every day.
The sound of a deer thinking of weeds can be a metaphor for a distinguished guest. I have a bottle of wine that I would like to give to someone far away.
I hope that I will consider it carefully and talk about this lifelong relationship. Li Ling·Farewell Poems It is difficult to meet again, and three years are a thousand years.
Lining the river, I am carrying long tassels, thinking about my son, and I feel sad for a long time. Looking at the north wind coming from afar, I can't repay you with wine.
Pedestrians are thinking about the road ahead, why should they think about me and worry about me. There are only tears in the eyes, and they are tied to the child.
Nineteen Ancient Poems Life between heaven and earth is suddenly like a traveler from afar. Fighting for wine and having fun, chatting with each other is not a good thing.
Nineteen Ancient Poems Life suddenly seems like a gift, and life is not solid. Long live the comings and goings, and no sage can save them.
People who take it to seek gods are often mistaken for medicine. It is better to drink fine wine and be submissive.
Yu Xin·Poetry on Wine Even though you are still drunk after several drinks, you will never know the situation. Only the dragon chanting flute can be played by Huan Yi alone.
Cao Zhi·Song Yingshi's Poems It was rare to get it in the Qing Dynasty, and grand gatherings were rare. There is no end in heaven and earth, and human life is like frost.
I would like to have Zhan Yanwan, my friend Shuofang. We will gather all the relatives together and send them away, and buy wine here in Heyang.
Isn’t the middle feed too thin, and the guests can’t finish their drinks? The deepest love and the deepest suffering are worthy of the middle intestines.
Mountains and rivers are obstructive and far away, so don’t promote the meeting as time goes by. I am willing to be a winged bird and help you to soar high.
Yingzhu·Baiyi Poetry: His hair is perfect all his life, his transformation is like a pagoda, his clothes and silk clothes fall off when he is drunk, his bald head is as red as a pot. Ruan Ji·Yonghuai Poems Day after day, morning after morning.
The appearance changes from normal, and the spirit falls. I feel so sad when I'm near the wine table, thinking about my old people.
I can’t speak to wine, and I feel sad and bitter. There is a bottle of wine in front of Boyun. The wine is placed to conclude this meeting, and the host starts to drink.
There are two rooms filled with jade bottles, and the east and west compartments are decorated with silk. How wonderful is the dancing sleeve, the changes are endless.
Zuo Si·Ode to History Jing Ke drank in Yanshi, and the wine made him feel more energetic. Lamentations and gradual separation are said to be like nothing else.
Although there is no Zhuangtu Festival, it is also unique in the world. Tao Yuanming·Yong Jingke Yan Dan is good at raising scholars and is determined to repay the strong and win.
Recruit good men and women, and get Jingqing at the end of the year. A gentleman will die of his confidant and leave Yanjing with his sword in hand.
Su Ba Ming Guang Mo generously sent me off. The male hair refers to the dangerous crown, and the strong air moves the long tassel.
On the water that is easy to drink, there are four heroes.
A seven-character poem about wine (2) Gao Shi·Yingzhou Song The young man in Yingzhou is tired of the wilderness, and hunts under the city with his fur covered with velvet.
A thousand hours of wine will not intoxicate anyone, and Hu'er can ride a horse at the age of ten. Li Bai: Drinking wine and asking about the moon: People today cannot see the moon in ancient times, but today’s moon once illuminated the ancients.
The ancients said it was like running water, and it was the same when looking at the bright moon. I only wish that the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup while singing and drinking.
Li Bai·Xuanzhou Xietiaolou Qianbie School Secretary Shu Yun Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more, and raise a cup to eliminate sorrow and sorrow. Life is unsatisfactory in this world, and the Ming Dynasty will be ruined.
Li Bai·Jinling Wine Shop farewell. The wind blows the willow flowers and fills the shop with fragrance. Wu Ji presses wine for guests to taste. The disciples of Jinling came to see each other off, and everyone drank wine if they wanted to do it or not.
I would like to ask you, Dongliu Shui, who do you want to compare with? Li Bai·Liu Yelang presented a gift to the deceased judge. Once upon a time in Chang'an, I was drunk with flowers and willows, and the five nobles and seven nobles shared a glass of wine. The Qi shore is far ahead of the powerful men, but the romantic is willing to lag behind others? Li Bai Xiangyang Song The setting sun is about to disappear in Xianxi, and the weed flowers are falling down and falling.
The children in Xiangyang clapped their hands together and blocked the street to sing the white copper rice cake. People nearby asked him what he was laughing at, but he laughed and killed the monkey, who was as drunk as mud.
A cormorant drinks a cup, a parrot cup lasts for a hundred years and thirty-six thousand days, and three hundred cups must be poured out every day. From a distance, the green duck head of Hanshui looks like the first fermentation of grapes.
If this river turns into spring wine, troughs and hills will be built along its curves. The rich horse exchanges for the concubine, sits on the carved saddle with a smile and sings the falling plum blossom.
A jug of wine is hung next to the car, and the wind, sheng, and dragon pipes are urging each other. Li Bai·Traveling is Difficult. Gold cups of wine are worth ten thousand dollars, while jade plates of delicacies are worth ten thousand dollars.
Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, I can’t eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss. If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.
I was fishing on the Bixi River when I was free, and suddenly I was riding a boat and dreaming about the sun.