Poems in ancient poetry about drinking to drown one's sorrows.

Drink with the moon

-Li Bai

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.

The original poem "short song"

Singing to wine, life geometry!

For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.

Be generous, and your troubles will be unforgettable.

How to solve your worries? Only Du Kang.

Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss.

But for your sake, I've thought it over.

A herd of deer, yo, ate mugwort in Ye Yuan.

I have a group of good guests, playing the piano and playing the piano.

As clear as the bright moon, when can I forget it?

The troubles come from this and cannot be cut off.

The weirder, the more useless.

Talk about it, and remember the past.

There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south.

Turn around the tree three times, what branches can you rely on?

The mountain is never too high, and the sea is never too deep.

The duke of Zhou vomited, and the world returned to the heart.