If you send Tang Luo Yin, you will lose your song, you will rest, worry and hate. There is wine today, and tomorrow will worry. Send Yuan Er to Anxi (Wang Wei). Weicheng is facing the rain and the city is light, and the guest house is green and the willow color is new. I advise you to make a glass of wine, and there is no reason for people to go out to Yangguan in the west. Liangzhou Ci (William Wang) Grapes and wine glow at night. It is hard to go's three songs, Li Bai and pure wine costs, for the golden cup, ten thousand coppers a flagon, and Jade Plate Jane are ashamed and straightforward. I fling aside my food-sticks and cup, I cannot eat nor drink, I pull out my dagger, I peer four ways in vain and I would cross the Yellow River, but ice chokes the ferry will climb the Taihang Mountains with snow, I would sit and poise a fishing-pole, lazy by a brook, but I suddenly dream of riding a boat, sailing for the sun and it is hard to go. The journey is difficult and there are many roads. Now they are safe. Sometimes, when the wind and waves break, they will hang clouds and sails to help the sea. The avenue is like a blue sky, and I can't go out alone. I am ashamed to chase the middle-aged children of Chang' an Society, and the red chickens and white dogs bet on pears and chestnuts. I play hard with my sword. Zhou did not think to bow to noblemen was meet, general Han was mocked in the market-place, and the brilliant scholar Jia was banished in disgrace. You don't see king of Yan in days gone by who venerated talents and built Terrace high, on which he offered gold to gifted men. And stooped low and swept the floor to welcome them?, grateful, Ju Xin and Yue Yi came then, and served him heart and soul, both full of stratagem, and King Zhao's white bones cling to rotten grass, who would sweep the floor of the Gold Terrace any more?. It's difficult to travel, so come back. You can't wash Yingchuan water with your ears, but you can't eat Shouyang fern with your mouth. It's more expensive to be lonely than clouds and moons. In my opinion, since ancient times, talented people have died. Zi Xu abandoned Wujiang. In the river was drowned the poet laureate, the highly talented scholar wished in vain, minister Li regretted not to have retired, to preserve his life to hear the cry of the crane, to hunt with falcon gray as he had long desired. Don't you know that Wuzhong Hans Zhang is called Da Sheng, to go home to eat his perch with high glee?, enjoy a cup of wine while you're alive!? Why should he be famous for thousands of years behind him? Li Bai Lanling drinks tulips and the jade bowl brings amber light. But it makes the host drunk, and I don't know where it is. 2. Poems about wine
Li Bai and Lan Ling are famous for their wine tulips, and the jade bowl is filled with amber light.
but it enables the host to get drunk, and I don't know where is the foreign land. Will not see how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven, entering the ocean, never to return into the wine; 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. From a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking Alone with the Moon, 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 sang. The moon encouraged me, my dancing is messy.
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 Li Bai (71-762), Han nationality, the word Taibai, was a great romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty.
His poetic style is magnificent and bold, with rich imagination, natural language flow and harmonious and changeable melody. He is good at absorbing nutritional materials from folk songs and myths, forming his unique magnificent and gorgeous colors, which is the new peak of positive romantic poetry since Qu Yuan.
and Du Fu are also called "Li Du". In the Tang Dynasty, there was another poet named Li He, nicknamed "Shi Gui", who was comparable to Li Bai.
both of them belong to the romantic style, with fantastic imagination and exaggerated words. But in comparison, Li Bai's poems are more eloquent and natural.
Li He quoted many stories of laws and regulations, carved them deliberately and tried his best, which can be described as "painstaking". Judging from their achievements, they can't be compared.
Li Bai's ancestral home was in Chengji, Longxi (now Qin 'an County, Gansu Province). At the end of Sui Dynasty, he moved to Broken Leaf City in Central Asia (now near tokmak, northern Kyrgyzstan), where Li Bai was born (see later). At the age of five, his family moved to Zhangming County, Mianzhou (now Jiangyou County, Sichuan Province).
At the age of twenty, he left Sichuan alone and began to roam widely, reaching Xiangjiang River in Dongting in the south and Wu and Yue in the east, and living in Anlu (now Anlu County, Hubei Province). He traveled everywhere, hoping to make friends and pay homage to celebrities, so as to be introduced, ascend to a high position in one fell swoop, and realize his political ideals and ambitions.
however, after ten years of roaming, I have accomplished nothing. He continued to go north to Taiyuan and Chang 'an, east to Qi and Lu, and lived in Rencheng, Shandong (now Jining, Shandong).
At this time, he has made many celebrities and created a large number of excellent poems, which are famous all over the world. In the early years of Tianbao, recommended by Taoist Wu Renyun, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty called him to Beijing and ordered him to worship the Hanlin.
Soon, due to the remorse of the powerful people, he was pushed out of Beijing in the third or fourth year of Tianbao (AD 744 or 745). Since then, he has been wandering around Jiang and Huai, and his thoughts are extremely boring.
In the winter of the 14th year of Tianbao (AD 755), An Lushan rebelled. At this time, he was living in seclusion in Lushan Mountain, which coincided with the arrival of Li Lin, the great army of Yongwang, and invited Li Bai down the mountain to enter the shogunate. Later, Li Lin rebelled against Su Zong and was wiped out. Li Bai was implicated and sentenced to exile in Yelang (now in Guizhou Province). He was pardoned and released halfway between Xunyang (now Jiujiang, Jiangxi Province) and Xuancheng (now Xuancheng, Anhui Province).
In the first year of Baoying (AD 762), Dai Zong died in dangtu county, Anhui. Li Bai lived in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, and he had the progressive ideal of "helping the poor" and "settling down the Li Yuan", and he struggled to realize this ideal all his life.
A large number of his poems not only reflect the prosperity of that era, but also expose and criticize the dissoluteness and corruption of the ruling group, showing the positive spirit of despising the powerful, resisting the traditional bondage and pursuing freedom and ideals. In art, his poems are novel in imagination, strong in emotion, magnificent in artistic conception, fresh and bright in language, forming a bold and unrestrained artistic style, reaching the peak of positive romantic poetry art in ancient China.
There are more than 9 poems, including Li Taibai. 3. Poems about "wine"
Bai Juyi's a suggestion to my friend liu: there's a stir of red in the quiet stove, Green Ant Newly 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!? Weicheng Qu Wang Wei Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.
I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and go out to Yangguan for no reason. Chu Guangxi, the owner of Xinfeng, has a new wine, and the old guests are returned to the old hall.
full of fragrant flowers in the north, full of fragrant flowers in the south. The clouds are clear and the moon is bright, and the girl in the club solves the Qin Zheng.
I was drunk and forgot Baling Road, but I suspected Luoyang City in my dream. 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, a young boy in Wuling Mountain, is young in Jinshi East, with a silver saddle and a white horse in the spring breeze. Where did the fallen flowers swim, laughing into the Hu Ji wine shop.
Uncle Yun Li Bai, the school book of Xuanzhou Xielou's farewell party, left me yesterday, so I can't stay. Those who disturb my heart are so worried today. The autumn wildgeese have a long wind for escort, as I face them from this villa, drinking my wine.
the bones of great writers are your brushes, in the School of Heaven, and I am a Lesser Xie growing up by your side. We both are exalted to distant thought, want to go to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon.
but since water still flows, though we cut it with our swords, it's even sadder to raise a glass to ease your worries. Since the world can in no way answer our craving, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take to a fishingboat.
Li Bai's Lanling wine and tulips, and amber light from 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. 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 not drunk until he is drunk.
are you going home at dusk? To Wei Ba, Chu Shi, Du Fu, it is almost as hard for friends to meet, as for the morning and evening stars. Tonight then is a rare event, * * * This lamp is candlelight.
two men who were young not long ago? But now are turning grey at the temples! To find that half our friends are dead, shocks us, burns our hearts with grief. We little guessed it would be twenty years, before I could visit you again.
when I went away, you were still unmarried, but now these boys and girls in a row. Are very kind to their father's old friend, they ask me where I have been on my journey.
and then, when we have talked awhile, daughter Luo Jiujiang. Spring chives cut in the night-rain, the morning cooking room.
my host proclaims it a festival, he urges me to drink ten cups. But what ten cups could make me as drunk, as I always am with your love in my heart?.
tomorrow the mountains will separate us, after tomorrow-who can say?. After returning to Baqiu, Zhang Ji received Ying Li Huan in the previous year, and the day was full of fairy boats and drunk blue rings.
the poem falls with the grass, and the wine and intestines chase the wine court wide. Floating life is similar to gathering clouds, and the past is like a dream.
Today, when the sail city goes down, the autumn wind looks back and tears dry up. On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Chu Shi's feather in Jiuri Mountain Monastery, Jiao Ran. The chrysanthemum in Dongli is yellow, and the layman is full of wine. Who can help the tea fragrance?
Cao Cao's short ballads are songs about wine, and the geometry of life is like morning dew. When you go to the bitter mountains in Japan, you will drink Li Bai's wine, one cup after another. I am so drunk that I can go to sleep, and the Ming Dynasty intends to hold the piano.
when will there be a bright moon? ask the sky for wine. Grape wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately, drunk lying in the sand, you don't laugh, and you have been fighting for several times since ancient times.
The Emperor of Heaven didn't come aboard when he called, claiming that his minister was a fairy in wine. William Wang, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a luminous glass of grapes and wine in Liangzhou Ci, and immediately urged him to drink the pipa, so he was drunk and lying on the battlefield, and he didn't laugh. Since ancient times, he has fought for several times. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. When singing about wine, you can't 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 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!.
it is hard to go's three poems, Li Bai and pure wine costs, for the golden cup, ten thousand coppers a flagon, have a jade plate, which makes you feel ashamed. I fling aside my food-sticks and cup, I cannot eat nor drink, I pull out my dagger, I peer four ways in vain.
I would cross the Yellow River, but ice chokes the ferry, the Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I would sit and poise a fishing-pole, lazy by a brook, but I suddenly dream of riding a boat, sailing for the sun.
it is hard to go, it is hard to go, many roads, are now in peace. I will ride the wind and break the heavy waves some day, and then set the cloudlike sail and cross the sea.
the way is broad like the blue sky, but no way out before my eye. I am ashamed to follow those who have no guts, gambling on fighting cocks and dogs for pears and nuts.
feng would go homeward way, having no fish to eat, zhou did not think to bow to noblemen was meet. At that time, the Huaiyin city people ridiculed the timid and impotent, the Han dynasty minister of state was jealous of Jia yi to excel.
have you seen king of Yan in days gone by who venerated talents and built Terrace high and on which he offered gold to gifted men. And stooped low and swept the floor to welcome them?? Juxin and le yi are grateful for the kindness they have received, and they have done their best to serve the monarch with their talents.
The white bones of King Zhao are entangled in rotten grass, who would sweep the floor of the Gold Terrace any more?. It is hard to go, come back.
don't wash your ears on hearing something you dislike, nor die of hunger like famous hermits on the Pike!. Living without a fame among the motley crowd, why should one be as lofty as the moon or cloud?.
of ancient talents who failed to retire, there's none but came to tragic ending after glory's won. The head of General Wu was hung o'er city gate, in the river was drowned the poet laureate.
the highly talented scholar wished in vain, minister Li regretted not to have retired. To preserve his life to hear the cry of the crane, to hunt with falcon gray as he had long desired.
Have you noticed that Hans Zhang in Wuzhong is called Da Sheng and to go home to eat his perch with high glee?? Enjoy a cup of wine while you're alive!, do not care if your fame will not survive!.
Li Bai's Lanling wine and tulips, and amber light from the jade bowl. But make the host drunk, I don't know where it is. 4. What are the poems about wine?
Grape wine luminous cups, and you need to drink pipa immediately.
oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, and never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!. Xinfeng wine a bucket of value of ten thousand money, the haunt of the five - ling ranger is a teenager.
I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and go out to Yangguan for no reason. Glass hammer, amber thick, small groove wine drops true pearl red.
When dragons are cooked, the phoenix, jade and fat weep, and Luo Wei's embroidered curtain surrounds the fragrant wind. The high hall is decorated with lights and wine, and the geese are ringing at night.
pure wine costs, for the golden cup, ten thousand coppers a flagon, jade dishes are worth ten thousand yuan. I fling aside my food-sticks and cup, I cannot eat nor drink, I pull out my dagger, I peer four ways in vain.
if the sky doesn't love wine, the wine star is not in the sky. If you do not love wine, you should not have the place name Jiuquan.
heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is worthy of heaven. First I heard that wine was better than the holy one, and I heard that the turbid was better than the sage.
since the sage has already drunk, there is no need to ask for immortals. Three cups of avenue, a fight is natural.
but if you are interested in wine, don't pass it on to those who are awake. The flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends and drink alone.
till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three. Sometimes free, step through the county, to drink wine, the sword cross the knee.
Zhu Hai will be roasted and urged to win. The calligraphy is natural, and the language is especially bold and crazy after drunk.
a pot of wine at the bedside can help you sleep more often. Thousands of stems on the temples are as new as snow, and one tenth of them want to be like mud.
Drunkenness leads to the magic of poetry, and laments to the west in the afternoon. There's a gleam of green in an old bottle, there's a stir of red in the quiet stove.
you are hungry for blood, what about a cup of wine inside?? Advise you not to say anything, advise you not to doubt, and advise you not to know until you know it. Come back, the head is white, and the money will be used to buy wine to eat.
The courtiers are most thirsty, so they don't give a cup of dew to the golden stem. Already the boss has done nothing, in this Chengdu, the wine can also be used to spend the old age, not to mention a beautiful woman like Zhuo Wenjun when the Lu liquor.
the green flag is several feet wide and hangs in the traffic lane. Most of them are embarrassed by the wind, and when you see the name of the wine.
it's snowing outside the window, holding the stove and opening the wine jar. What's like a fishing boat raining, sleeping in Qiu Jiang at the bottom of the tent?
if you are drunk, your chest is still open, and your temples are slightly frosty, so what's the harm! When will the emperor send someone down, like the emperor Wen of the Han dynasty sent feng Tang to the cloud to pardon weishang? Drunk in the dream of light oil lamp to watch the sword, dream back to the old days of the camp, a ring of trumpets. Autumn came to the border town, the sound of the horn sounded, ping an beacon lit up the beacon.
Sad songs strike the building, and with high wine, it's fun and leisurely. Living under the western hills, it is a society that loves wine and poetry in the middle of heaven and earth.
don't be ashamed of yourself. Drunk dancing for crazy singing, don't lose the elegance of Jin people.
life is like a dream, and one statue is still on the moon. When did the moon begin to appear? I fetch the wine glass from afar.
The water-mixed starter wine is just ripe. Invite my friends and have a drink. The sky is blue and the clouds are rolling, and the bright moon is hanging high.
I'm so drunk that I want to sleep with you. If you are interested, I'll still hold the piano. There is still a pot of wine, which should be restored to you.
laugh at my house, the door is covered with grass, and the diameter is covered with moss. You should not use your hands, but put the crab in a cup.
a glass of turbid wine is home to Wan Li, but Yan ran has not stopped drinking. .
I want to ask you before I leave the hops. How can I stay in spring in the world? Even if youth can stay.
wine is unforgettable in the world, and the moon is bright as day in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Yinhan washes the clear sky, and the brightness will last forever.
a cool breeze gives birth to a jade, but I'm afraid clouds will come and go. One lamp is late at this time, and the rain or shine is unknown.
There is no place in the world where wine is unforgettable. Autumn Festival is a double ninth. Walking around the east fence, Jin Ying is brilliant.
it's too late to be surprised, but my heart is far away from Nanshan. A light at this time, Gao Huai why reward.
where is the unforgettable wine in the world? Six flowers cast a gap between Qiong Yao and Tou. The fire is everywhere, the furnace is red, and the wind is rustling in the corner.
it's floating and flying, and the silver waves are rolling. A light of this