Poems about not being drunk 1. What are the poems about being drunk
drinking Alone with the Moon Li Bai
from a pot of wine among the flowers and I drank alone. There was no one with me?
till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three.
alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;.
but still for a while I had these friends, to cheer me through the end of spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after.
have sex when you wake up, and then I was drunk, and we lost one another.
shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars.
wine coming
I haven't seen how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven and entering the ocean, never to return.
have you seen how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers and though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow?
oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, and never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!.
since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed!, spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back!.
cook a sheep, kill a cow, whet the appetite, and make me, of three hundred bowls, one long drink!.
master cen, Dan qiusheng, will drink, and don't stop drinking.
let me sing you a song!, please listen to me.
what are bell and drum, rare dishes and treasure?, I wish I'd stay drunk forever.
sober men of olden days and sages are forgotten, and only the great drinkers are famous for all time.
prince Chen paid at a banquet in the Palace of Perfection, ten thousand coins for a cask of wine, with many a laugh and quip.
why say, my host, that your money is gone?, go and buy wine and we'll drink it together!.
five-flowered horse, thousand-golden-golden-qiu, hand them to the boy to exchange for good wine, who share the same sales with you, are forever worried
Shuidiao Tou
Su Shi
When will there be a bright moon? I fetch the wine glass from afar. I do not know the palace in heaven, and what month and when. I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. I can't stand the cold at the top. I dance to find out what my shadow is like on earth.
Turn to Zhuge, arrive at Yehu, and take photos without sleep. There should be no hate, and everything is biased towards other times. Men have sorrow and joy and they part and meet again. The moon dims or shines and it waxes or wanes. Nothing is perfect, not even in the old days. I hope people will live for a long time, and they will be beautiful for thousands of miles.
2. Is there a classic poem about drunkenness
I'm going to drink
I don't see you, how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven, entering the ocean, never to return.
I don't see you, how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers, though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow.
oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, and never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!.
since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed!, spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back!.
cook a sheep, kill a cow, whet the appetite, and make me, of three hundred bowls, one long drink!.
master cen, Dan qiusheng, will drink, and don't stop drinking.
let me sing you a song!, please listen to me.
what are bell and drum, rare dishes and treasure?, I wish I'd stay drunk forever.
sober men of olden days and sages are forgotten, and only the great drinkers are famous for all time.
prince Chen paid at a banquet in the Palace of Perfection, ten thousand coins for a cask of wine, with many a laugh and quip.
why say, my host, that your money is gone?, go and buy wine and we'll drink it together!.
five-flowered horse, thousand-golden-golden-qiu, and hand them to the boy to exchange for good wine, share the same sorrow with you.
Jiang Jin Jiu is a poem written by Li Bai, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, following the ancient theme of Yuefu. This poem was written by Li Bai after he was released to Chang 'an. The poet drank and sang loudly, and used wine to drown his sorrows, expressing his deep feelings about life.
Li Bai, the word Taibai, was a great romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty. He was praised by later generations as "Poet Fairy" and was also called "Li Du" with Du Fu. He was cheerful and generous, loved drinking and writing poems, and liked making friends.
Li Bai was deeply influenced by Huang Lao's thoughts of arranging villages. Li Taibai's Collection was handed down from generation to generation, and most of his poems were written when he was drunk. His representative works include Looking at Lushan Waterfall, it is hard to go, Difficult Road to Shu, Going into Wine, Liang Fuyin, Early Sending to Baidicheng and many others.
3. Poems about drunkenness
Weicheng Qu Wang Wei Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Sincerely advise my friend to dry a cup of wine, west out of the yang Guan, it is difficult to meet relatives.
Liangzhou Ci William Wang luminous glass of grape wine. If you want to drink pipa, you should be urged immediately. Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times? Li Bai, Lan Ling, wine and tulips in the guest bank, and amber light in the jade bowl.
but it enables the host to get drunk, and I don't know where is the foreign land. Drinking Alone with the Moon Li Bai from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me.
till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three. The moon did not know drinking, the shadow in front of the body behind.
but still for a while I had these friends, to cheer me through the end of spring. I sing the song is bright and wandering, I dance the shadow before drifting.
have sex when you wake up, and then I was drunk, and we lost one another. Shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars, and Cao Cao's short songs about drinking, what is life geometry? Morning dew, for example, is much harder to go to Japan.
be generous and worry is unforgettable. How to solve your worries? Only Du Kang.
the green lady is leisurely in my heart. But for your sake, Shen Yin has been so far.
yo yo Luming Literature, the apple of the wild. I have a batch of good guests, playing the lute and playing the lute.
when can it be as clear as the moon? Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off. The more strange it is, the more useless it is.
when you talk about the feast, you will miss the old grace. The moon stars are rare, and the blackbirds fly south, circling the tree three times. What branches can we rely on? The mountains are never too high, and the sea is never too deep.
the duke of Zhou vomited and fed, and the world returned to the heart. Li Qingzhao, Huanxisha, don't make a cup of deep amber, and it will melt before it becomes drunk.
You should come late to relax your clock, and refresh your brain to dispel your dreams. Break the cold golden bun and loosen it, wake up to the candle flowers in the red mountain, and Li Bai and his wife will spend the flowers in the mountain, one cup after another.
Weicheng Qu Wang Wei Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Sincerely advise my friend to dry a cup of wine, west out of the yang Guan, it is difficult to meet relatives. Liangzhou Ci William Wang luminous glass of grape wine, if you want to drink pipa, you should be urged immediately.
You don't laugh when you're drunk on the battlefield. How many times have you fought in ancient times? Li Bai, Lan Ling, wine and tulips in the guest bank, and amber light in the jade bowl. But make the host drunk, I don't know where it is.
drinking Alone with the Moon Li Bai from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me. Raising my cup, I invite the bright moon, who brings me its shadow and makes us three.
alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;. I had to mingle with them for a while, and to enjoy the pleasure of the happy spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after. Wake up together happy, drunk after each dispersion.
shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars, and Cao Cao's short songs about drinking, what is life? Morning dew, for example, is much harder to go to Japan. Be generous, and worry is unforgettable.
how to relieve worries? Only Du Kang. Qing Qing is your collar, YY is my missing.
but for the sake of the monarch, Shen yin is still alive. A group of deer, yo, ate the Mugwort in that yuan ye.
I have a guest, blowing sheng. It is as clear as the moon, when can it be forgotten? Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off.
the more you cross the street, the more useless you are. Talk about the feast, and miss the old grace.
There are few stars in the moon, and blackbirds fly south, circling the tree three times. What can we rely on? The mountains are never too high, and the sea is never too deep. The duke of Zhou vomited and fed, and the world returned to the heart.
Li Qingzhao's cup in Huanxisha is deep amber, so it melts before it gets drunk. You should come late to the wind to relax your clock, and your brain will fade away.
when you wake up, you can drink the candle flowers in the red mountain, and Li Bai can drink the flowers in the mountain, one cup after another. I am so drunk that I can go to sleep, and the Ming Dynasty intends to hold the piano.
Cen Can, an old man, still sells wine at the age of 7, and spends thousands of pots and jars at the door. The elm pods beside the road are still like money. Will you pick them to sell wine? When seeing Li Shaofu off, I met him at the guest house for a comfortable meeting. The hotel meant many things, and it was snowy in Chu Qing.
the host is drunk before you get drunk. Do you want to go home at dusk? A suggestion to my friend liu Bai Juyi there's a stir of red in the quiet stove, green ant new baked wine.
there's a feeling of snow in the dusk outside, what about a cup of wine inside?? Parting at a Wine-Shop in Nanjing, Li Bai, a wind, bringing willow-cotton, sweetens the shop, and Wu Ji pressed the wine to persuade the guests to enjoy it. With my comrades of the city who are here to see me off, and as each of them drains his cup, I say to him in parting.
oh, go and ask this river running to the east, if it can travel farther than a friend's love!? Like a dream, last night, it rained and the wind blew suddenly. Li Qingzhao often remembered the sunset in Xiting, and he was intoxicated and didn't know the way back. After returning to the boat in the evening, I mistakenly went deep into the lotus flower, contended for crossing, contended for crossing, and started a pool of gulls and herons.
last night, it rained and the wind blew suddenly, so a deep sleep didn't consume the wine. I would like to ask the shutter people, but I know that Haitang is still the same. Do you know whether it should be green, fat, red and thin? Li Baijun does not see how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven and entering the ocean, never to return; Have you seen how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers, though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow?
oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, and never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!, I was born to be useful, spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back!, cooking and slaughtering cattle for fun, and make me, of three hundred bowls, one long drink!. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, bring in the wine! Let your cups never rest!.
let me sing you a song!, please sing for me. what are bell and drum, rare dishes and treasure?, I hope you will never wake up after being drunk. Sober men of olden days and sages are forgotten, and only the great drinkers are famous for all time.
prince Chen paid at a banquet in the Palace of Perfection, ten thousand coins for a cask of wine, with many a laugh and quip. Master, why don't you say you have less money, go and buy wine and we'll drink it together!.
five-flowered horse, thousand-golden-golden-qiu, and hand them to the boy to exchange for good wine, share the same sorrow with you. Excuse me, where is the restaurant?
-Du Mu's Qingming, Mo Dao's muddy wine mixed with farmers. -Lu You's "Tour Shanxi Village", red crisp hand, Huangteng wine.
-A pot of muddy wine in Lu You's "The Wind of Chaitou" is happy to meet you. -Yang Shen's "Linjiang Fairy" This is the opening word of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. A deep sleep needs no residual wine.
------Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream" Hull will trade wine. -Li Bai's "Coming into Wine" and loud my song and deep my drink.
-Wang Wei's "Smelling General Receiving Henan and Hebei" was sobered by the chilly spring breeze. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" sends a hook to warm the spring wine every other time.
-Li shangyin's untitled luminous glass of grape wine. -The author forgot.
I advise you to drink more wine. When is the bright moon, turn the wine into the sky.
-Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival with Water Tunes, WU GANG holds out osmanthus wine. -Mao Zedong, a suggestion to my friend liu, Bai Juyi, there's a gleam of green in an old bottle, there's a stir of red in the quiet stove, there's a feeling of snow in the dusk outside and what about a cup of wine inside?.
4. Poems describing ecstasy
Bai Haitang (A Dream of Red Mansions) has a half-rolled curtain and a half-closed door, and the ice is ground into earth and jade as a basin.
stealing a pear core is three cents, and borrowing a plum blossom soul. The fairy in the Moon Cave sewed a gown, and the female in always in my heart tried to cry in autumn.
Who is shy and silent to tell? I am faint from the west wind night. Hua Tangchun (Nalan Rong Ruo) has a pair of people from generation to generation all his life, fighting for two ecstasy? Acacia don't look at each other, and it's spring for whom.
the pulp is easy to get to the blue bridge, but the medicine is difficult to run into the blue sea. If it looks like Oxford in Japan, it will be relatively poor. One word poem (Chen Ling) A sail, a river, a fishing boat, a fisherman and a hook.
a bow and a smile make a bright moon and autumn. The seven wonders of the yellow rain fall into a pool of autumn, and the wind will be sad for generations.
I don't tire of floating, but I'm only dreaming. I want to live for half a lifetime, but I have no worries. A smile is sad, and you are obsessed with drunkenness all your life.
a sigh and a cycle, and of even this bright flame of love, shall there be only ashes?. Who was given fame by Wan Li? Last autumn, I was drunk and didn't know what to worry about tonight, and the mourning Zheng caused tears. Who advised me to drink a thousand cups? It's hard to chase the fat horse in the past, Hu Jia sent the king home, and no one guessed the worries of monasticism. Qingyun envied birds, and he was drunk before.
A prune boat crosses Wujiang (Jie Jiang) in a state of spring anxiety, and the boat on the river shakes and the curtain beckons upstairs. Qiuniangdu and Tainiangqiao, the wind is fluttering and the rain is raining.
when will you go home to wash the guest robes? The silver word is sheng Diao, and the heart word is fragrant. The streamer easily throws people away, turning cherries red and plantains green.
Jade Case Yuan Xi (Xin Qiji) Thousands of trees are blooming in the easterly night, and the stars are raining down. BMW carved cars filled the road with incense, the phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot flashed, and the fish and dragon danced all night.
the moth, the willow and the golden thread, are laughing and fragrant. Looking for him in the crowd, I suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim.
Sauvignon Blanc (Bai Juyi) flows through the Bianshui River and Surabaya River, and flows to Guazhou Gudutou. Wu Shan is a little sad. Think long, hate long, hate to return to the time to rest, the moon people lean on the building.
from 8th to (Li Zhi) to the east and west from near to far, and from deep to shallow Qingxi. As high as tomorrow, as deep as shallow Qingxi.
Yan Qiu's Ci (Yuan Haowen) asks the world what love is, and teaches life and death to be committed. Flying in all directions, the old wings are cold and hot several times. Have fun, leave bitter, and there will be more children in the school.
You should have something to say. There are clouds in Wan Li, and snow in Qian Shan, and only the shadows go to whom. Hengfen road, lonely in those days, drums are beating, and the smoke is still flat.
What's the point of evoking souls? Shan Gui is howling with wind and rain. The sky is also jealous, and I don't believe it. The birds and swallows are all loess.
a thousand generations will last forever. For the sake of being reserved for poets, I sang wildly and drank heavily, and visited Yanqiu.
Jiang Chengzi (Su Shi) Yi Mao remembers his dream on the 2th night of the first month. He lived and died for ten years. He never thought about it, but he never forgot it. Thousands of miles away in a lonely grave, there is nowhere to talk about desolation.
even if we meet, we should not know, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are frosty. At night, I dream of returning home suddenly, and Xiao Xuan window is dressing up.
caring for each other is silent, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the heartbroken place every year, the moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Jie Lianhuan (Zhou Bangyan) resented her lack of trust, broke up with her lover, and heard from Liao Miao. With skillful hands, you can Jie Lianhuan, like the wind dispersing rain, and the fog is light and the clouds are thin.
The swallow house is empty, with a dark dust lock and a string rope bed. Want to move roots and change leaves, it's all old times, planting red medicine by hand.
Du Ruo is born in Tingzhou. The boat bends along the shore, and people are at the corner of the sky. Remembering, listening to the book on the same day, and gossiping about idle words are always burned away.
the water post is coming back in spring, and I hope to send you plum calyx in the south of the Yangtze River. Fight (pàn) this life, drink to flowers, and shed tears for Iraq.
The Buddhist love poem (Cangyang Gyatso) once thought that amorous feelings would damage the Brahma, but he was afraid of leaving the whole city when he entered the mountains. In the world, you can live up to the Tathagata and you can live up to it.
A plum-cutting (Tang Yin) rain-beating pear blossoms shut the door. Forget youth, miss youth.
pleasure * * * who's to say? Flowers are fascinating, and the moon is fascinating. Worry about gathering eyebrows and peaks.
a thousand crying marks, ten thousand crying marks. Look at the sky at dusk and the clouds at dawn.
I miss you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit. Autumn wind ci (Li Bai) autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright, fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw is surprised by its habitat.
it's embarrassing to know the date when you meet each other on a blind date. Go into the door of acacia, know the bitterness of acacia.
sauvignon blanc looks like a memory, while short acacia is infinite. Early knowledge of acacia so in the heart to tie, not as if you did not know.
Su Muzhe (Zhou Bangyan) burns aloes to cool off the summer heat. Birds call clear, encroach on dawn and peep at eaves.
The Chu Yang on the leaves is dry and rainy, and the water surface is clear and round. My hometown is far away, when will I go? Who lives in Wumen, sedentary Chang 'an Travel.
Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Small boat, dream like hibiscus. Su Mu covers (Fan Zhongyan) blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke and green waves.
the mountain reflects the water in the setting sun, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. Dark homesickness, chasing after travel, every night unless, good dreams leave people to sleep.
the high-rise buildings in the bright moon rest alone, and the wine enters the sorrow and turns into acacia rain. Wearing a waist skirt (Zhang Xian) cherishes the frost toad shining on the night sky, and the hazy shadow painting is goulan.
human feelings are like a long love month, counting one year. You can get it again and again.
I want to send the inscription on the leaves of Xijiang River, but I can't reach the front of Wuting. There is a new lotus green in Dongchi, which is as small as money.
ask when you are born and when you will be married.
5. Poems about wine sadness
1. The smoke cage is cold and the moon is full of sand, and the night is near Qinhuai restaurant. -Du Mu's "Bo Qinhuai"
2. Thousands of miles of yingti are green and red, and the water village is full of wine flags. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
3. The Mingyue Building is high and lonely, and the wine enters the sorrow and turns into acacia tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Su Curtain Covering
4. and loud my song and deep my drink, on the green spring-day that starts me home. -Du Fu's "both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army"
5. It is planned to get drunk and treat wine as a song. -Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
6. The wine is drunk, the chest and gallbladder are still open, and the temples are slightly frosty. Why not hold the festival in the clouds, when will it be?