1. Poems about candlelight and red wine

Poems about candlelight and red wine 1. Poems about candlelight

"Farewell" by Du Mu

Passionate But he always seems to be heartless,

I just feel that I can't stop laughing in front of the bottle.

The candle is willing to say goodbye,

Cry for others until dawn.

Li Yu's sentence: The black sun begins to shine, and the dragon candle begins to compete. (The following "Confucius Tie")

Tian E's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Night Nocturne I am sad that I am alone at night, I burn out the candle and lie in the orchid room. I'm just afraid that the passionate moon will come to look after my concubine's bed. ***

Miscellaneous Songs·Liu Che There is no one in the boudoir candle, but there is a dream soul in Luo Ping. The sound has been lost recently, and I look at the king's door all day long. Zhang Zhongsu

Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Music in the Palace The moonlight is colorful in the Fuluan Hall, and the sound of anvil is separated from the Phoenix Tower. Sheng songs are playing near the water threshold, and red candles welcome autumn.

Xue Weihan's Miscellaneous Ballads·Ancient Songs The beauty closes the red candle, and the candle is sitting on a new brocade. The sound of sword cutting is heard frequently, and the cold night makes you realize that you haven't gone to bed yet. Chen Shuda Since the king came out (a poem by Jia Fengji) Since the king came out, the beauty has turned haggard. Missing you is like a bright candle, burning your heart and bringing tears to your eyes. Chen Shuda

Since the king came out (a poem by Jia Fengji) Since the king came out, the bright mirror will stop wearing red makeup. Missing you is like a candle at night, causing thousands of tears. Yang Shidao

Song and Dance (a poem by Yang Xidao) The second eight is like returning snow, and the third spring is like early flowers. The branch turns toward the candle, a kind of tilting toward the wind. Two Ancient Songs by Jiang Weihan The beauty closes the red candle and sits alone to create the new brocade. The sound of scissors is played frequently, and the night is cold and I know I haven't slept yet

2. Poems about wine

Li Bai on wine Pu wine, Jin Boluo, Wu Ji's fifteen thin horses carry it.

Indigo and thrush, red brocade boots, the Taoist character is not correct and she sings charmingly. In the tortoiseshell feast, I am drunk in my arms, but I am helpless under the hibiscus tent.

Twelve Yuefu poems newly titled by He Li Xiaoshu·Xiliang Ji Yuanzhen I heard that in the past, Xiliang Prefecture was full of people and mulberry trees. Enjoy the ripe grape wine and enjoy the red and green flags in the Zhufen Tower.

The people downstairs call her Zhuo Nu, and the guests upstairs call her Mochou. The natives do not realize the pain of separation, and most of them suffer from sluggishness and wandering.

Geshu held a grand banquet in his mansion, and the eight treasures and nine treasures were in front of him. Hundreds of plays ahead are stirring up chaos, and swords and pills are dancing on the frosty snow.

The lion's fur is shining and its fur is standing on end, and its muscles and bones are soft as it dances drunkenly. Dayuan came to offer red horses, and Zanpu also offered green fur.

Once the Yan thieves invaded China, the rivers and rivers were filled with empty hills. There are thousands of miles in front of Kaiyuanmen, and now I have come to Xingyuanzhou.

It’s so close to go to Beijing five hundred years ago. Half of Tianzi County is deserted, and the road to Xiliang is blocked by repairs. Even the generals on the border of the city are not ashamed every time they listen to this song.

Two Liangzhou poems by Wang Han: A luminous cup of grape wine. If you want to drink pipa, you will be prompted immediately. Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times.

Miscellaneous Thoughts on the Tang Dynasty Bao Fang The Han Dynasty enjoyed long-lasting peace in the country, and all the kings and kings of the country paid tribute. Pegasus horses often hold alfalfa flowers in their mouths, and foreigners offer wine every year.

In May, the lychees begin to fade, leaving Xiangjun in the morning and leaving Xiangguan in the evening. If the geese can't fly to Guiyang Ridge, the horses will pass through Linyi Mountain first.

In the Ganquan Royal Fruit Chuixian Pavilion, at dusk there is no one and the fragrance falls naturally. Objects that are far away are all important and things that are close are light. Even though a chicken is virtuous, it is not as good as a crane.

The two songs on the plug are resting. The brocade robes and beards are as black as lacquer, and riding a sheep on the ice is as fast as an arrow. Pu wine is white and wax is red, alfalfa root is sweet and gerbil is out.

Why should Shan Yu’s right arm be broken off? The Emperor’s Zhao Zhao is as original as the sun. One holds the mandarin beard and the other holds the silk. It should be noted that this is only for leveling military skills.

Last year I went to the foot of Douyin Mountain and was born a Shanyu but gave up. This year, we are deep into barrenness. Hu soldiers pulled out their tents and left behind their bows and swords.

A man must show his ambition in life and serve the country with loyalty and unity. Even if the armor is pierced, the gold will be lost, but if the sword is missing, the purple energy will still be generated.

The soldiers are suffering because of the luxuriant grass, and the barbarians are not barbarians now. I had no intention of being granted the title of Marquis for 100,000 yuan, and Yuguan Kai came to see the emperor.

Luntai The food in Yanzi Mountain is scattered, and the sound of Mohe Salt returns. ***Drinking grape wine, hugging each other and dancing together on the stage.

A picture of the Emperor Ming returning drunkenly, a complete poem of the Song Dynasty - Ai Xingfu The heavy ox in Jinche Mountain is hard to pull, and the five flowers neigh out of the Changchun Garden.

The eunuch gave a banquet to Lishan Mountain, and Sanlang returned late intoxicated.

Someone is helping someone when they are drunk. The beautiful eyebrows shine in the eyes of the two aunts. Hongxiang's arms and hands are also soft, and the three horses rely on each other and dare not gallop.

The Huangmen Road is extremely beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing with brocade shirts and embroidered hats. I am afraid that I will need more respect to solve the problem. I will hold the jade and stop walking again and again.

The last wife of the king, Ma Shou, serves the two queens with a luan fan. Hey, hey, hey, I feel far away, and I can't bear to be with you, Yuyang'er.

The picture of Chen Wuyi is safe now, but he is a drunkard serving as a painter. Zhaoling fought hundreds of battles across mountains and rivers, and Liangzhou had several jars of wine.

The second rhyme is fresher than the long sentence of Bo Ji's autumn mood. The whole Song poem - Fang Hui. When crossing the Yan River, there will be ten frosts in the desert, and the west wind is full of yellow elm trees. At that time, when Bei Ke was talking about the paddock, the pommel horse was still in high spirits.

The red milk of camels and wine can be drunk for thousands of glasses. You are now lying in the hospital in the south, turning around and ignoring Shangshu Lang.

The people of Ziyang Mountain are starving to death, and Akita is injured in the rivers and lakes. Elegies are harmonious and melancholy, and the universe is so vast when you look at it at night.

Sending Shuiyun back to Wu, a complete poem of the Song Dynasty - Kong Qingzhen The thin horse sings and the donkey roars, sitting and listening to the three armies fighting. There is no need to be busy when you return home, just make more wine for me.

Song of Song Dynasty - Lu You, pouring wine from the West and chewing the cardamom flowers of Nanzhou. Geng Fuwusi writes a new sentence, it is a pity that this man is far away from home.

The lotus flowers welcome the golden boat, and the wine pours out the jade pot's slurry.

The clouds return to the Qin Dynasty, the top of the mountain is quiet, and the rain washes down the stream and is cool. The emperor can't be bothered to wait for his followers, but he can sing songs to report good times.

Ode to the Ancients, Complete Poems of the Song Dynasty - Shi Yunbi Drinking wine from a Qibao cup, writing Qingping poems on golden flower paper. Chunfeng Courtyard is quiet and no one can see it. I am playing the king's jade flute in my spare time.

On the winter solstice, people in the same house will pay homage to each other. A complete poem of the Song Dynasty - Wang Yuanliang People in Yan City are vying to see talented people, and Tuan Luan will meet at Jintai on this day. Cooked camel marrow is poured with wine, deer fetus is boiled in sweet radish soup.

The inkstone sheds tears in the lonely air, and the orchestra sings and mourns. It's snowy and cold, and there are few guests and friends in the house. Let's turn on the red stove to keep the peace.

Ninety-eight Huzhou Songs, a complete poem of the Song Dynasty - Wang Yuanliang The fourth row of banquets is in Guanghan, and the wine is as red as red wine. And he cut the heavenly chicken finely with a knife, and when he returned from the feast, the moon was full and his saddle was full.

On the Tongzhou Road, a complete poem of the Song Dynasty - Wang Yuanliang An autumn cloud is jealous of Taixu, and a group of foxes roam the poor desert. When the watermelon is yellow, the vines are like weaving; when the northern dates are red, the trees are like butchers.

The snow jam makes people guard the distance, and the frost camp blows the trumpet and makes people feel lonely. Several times I sat under the dome, enjoying the ripeness of the wine.

Spring Embrace by Ren Yu Countless flowers have fallen all over Tingzhou, and spring is over in a blink of an eye. The cuckoos on the green branches are sad, dragging their feet in the air, and their young heads are turning white.

The cold food and music played in the Yaochao Dynasty, and the romance was limited in a hundred years. Tortoiseshell banquet, wine; attentive red sleeves, don't hesitate to hold the golden pot. Send Pan Shiyong back to Qiantang in the Ming Dynasty. Beiqiong The army in Hai County has not stopped, what will happen to the young master now? Have a drink of wine and listen to my poem "Bailai".

Recalling the past, I came to Huangwan and became Tongzi's master. All the old people are defeated, and the lobbyists are ashamed of Zhang Yi.

It’s a stormy night in bed, holding a candle and listening to new poems. The sound of Yin Yin's gold and stone is really enough to comfort me.

Living together under a stone wall, the bucket handle moved three times. Get rid of snobbishness and make friends, and do not doubt what you value.

I have cherished the kindness of the landlord for a long time, and also thought about the water shield perch. I bundled the book to Qiantang, folded the chime and said goodbye.

Qiantang is a real metropolis, and West Lake is a wonder in the world. The Zhu towers face each other, and there are thousands of eyebrows on them.

How graceful is the feathered garment, the virgin has ice and snow skin. In front of the building, there are five mausoleums with horses and golden whips hanging down.

The wine is full of joy, but it is a pity that the day is running. The recent ones are in decline, not as good as in their heyday.

The phoenix on the empty mountain goes, the fox on the dark moon. The spring breeze blows through the palace, and the green grass grows on the wasteland.

Why should I travel from Zizi to watch the waves and the barbarians? The hard-working grass "Tai Xuan" is just for Lian Linchi.

When the child is practical and economical, he is ready to flourish. Now that the craftsmen and stones have been met, the little ones and the big ones will do as they please.

In front of the prime minister, he calmly discussed safety and danger. How can there be no one-foot hammer, and thieves are not enough to flog?

The feathers in the sky are in a hurry, and the water is drying up and the boat is late. Linqi sheds more tears, feeling sad about separation in middle age.

Guo Gao Yiren's Villa Ming Lin Hong Why don't you recognize your son early? You will fall in love when you see your son. People in the world are not in harmony with each other, but their colors are of the same mind.

Ziyou Garden is located on the east seaside, and its fragrance is well-known. Liang Hong shunned the world and was not an official, while Kong Rong loved the Hakkas and was often poor.

This morning I drink wine at Qingshan Villa, freshly pressed wine like milk. Birds are singing through the green trees through the windows, and flowers are dancing on the ground with red stripes.

When drunk, he does everything for fun, throwing pots, fencing and playing chess. There is such a thing as happiness in life, and the world knows it.

Titled "Lin Pan's Study of Minjia Zangwen Sun Guan Ming" Xu Bolu Zhang Dian's cursive calligraphy is world-famous, and his drunken writing often shocks everyone. The same is true for Master Wen's painting. I know painting and calligraphy well.

Why do grapes come from the West Pole, with branches stretching thousands of feet to the clouds? Who is the best painter in the world? Master Wen has his own grape addiction.

At that time, the rich and powerful were vying for invitations and greetings, and they often turned around and walked away. The wine makes your ears hot and refreshing, and you can feel your spirit after drinking it for a long time.

The east family practices snow and the west family practices silk and cloth.

3. What are the poems that describe "candlelight"

1. The jade candle is bright and upright ("Jade House Spring" by Du Anshi, Song Dynasty)

2. The shadows of flowers and candlelight are turbulent (Song Dynasty, Mao Pang, "Huanxi Sand")

3. Full candlelight flower ceremony (Song Dynasty, Zhang Yuanqian, "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·The Most Lexian Prince")

4. The sparse shadows of flowers in candlelight (Li Shi, Song Dynasty, "Linjiang Immortal, Where the Eight Curved Railings Hang Hands")

5. In the light of silver candles (Song Dynasty, Mao Bing, "Yanshan Pavilion, Warmth") "Ai Hui Chi")

6. Among Ten Thousand Candlelights (Zhang Luan, Song Dynasty, "The Candle Shadow Shakes Red·Double Que Zhongtian")

7. Returning with Two Candlelights Floating (Song Dynasty, Wu Warning·"Chaozhongcuo·The article is good at Nanzhou")

8. In the light of silver candles (Song Dynasty·Lu You·"Willow Shaoqing·Jinli Prosperity")

9 , The night is verdant with candlelight and flower shadows (Song Dynasty, Fan Chengda, "Huanxi Sand")

10. The fragrance of treasure is not broken, the candlelight is low (Song Dynasty, Cheng Gai, "A Jian of Plum Blossoms, Xiao Hui Huan and Timely")

11. Candlelight, fragrant mist and mist (Wang Xin, Song Dynasty, "Niannujiao·Longshan High Meeting")

12. Silver candlelight shakes the colorful green (Song Dynasty, Lu Zugao, "Water Dragon Song") ·The cuckoo sings in the old spring")

13. Standing against a dangerous fence and reflected by candlelight (Song Dynasty·Liu Kezhuang·"Congratulations to the Bridegroom·Has an Appointment with Yao Ji")

14. Flowers The dew is heavy and the candlelight is cold (Liu Chenweng of the Song Dynasty, "Magnolia Slowly Drinking at the Midnight Bridge")

15. Thinking about the night by the light of a candle (Thirty Self-composed Poems by Lu Guimeng of the Tang Dynasty)

16. In the light of the silver candle (Yuan Dynasty, Zhou Quan, "Qinyuan Spring Celebration")

17. The silver candlelight floats (Modern Dynasty, Wang Guowei, "Butterfly Love Flower" The curtain is deep, the fragrance is heavy, and the mist is heavy")

18. Candlelight makes the flowers float in the air (Liu Kezhuang, Song Dynasty, "Three Layers")

19. Candlelight burns the clouds and makes the sky purple (Song Dynasty, Song Dynasty) None·"Crying of the Night·Dew Flowers Wash Every Day with Water")

20. The candlelight in the palace has not yet rolled up the curtains (Song Dynasty·Wang Gui·"Gong Ci")

4. Poems about wine

Wang Han's "Liangzhou Ci"

A luminous cup of grape wine,

If you want to drink pipa, you will be reminded immediately.

Lord Grim is lying drunk on the battlefield,

How many people have fought in ancient times

Li Bai's "Wine Concern"

Pu wine, gold Boluo, Wu Ji is carried by fifteen thin horses.

Indigo and thrush, red brocade boots, the Taoist character is not correct and she sings charmingly.

I am drunk in my arms at the tortoiseshell feast, but I am helpless under the hibiscus tent.

"Miscellaneous Thoughts" by Bao Fang

The Han family has enjoyed long-lasting peace at home and abroad, and all the kings of the country have paid tribute.

Pegasus horses often carry alfalfa flowers in their mouths, and foreigners offer wine every year.

In May, the lychees begin to fade, leaving Xiangjun in the morning and leaving Xiangguan in the evening.

The geese cannot fly to Guiyang Ridge, and the horses must cross Linyi Mountain first.

In the Ganquan Royal Fruit Chuixian Pavilion, at dusk there is no one and the fragrance falls naturally.

Objects far away are valued and things close are despised. Even though a chicken is virtuous, it is not as good as a crane.

5. Poems about candles

Li Yu's poem: The black light begins to glow, and the dragon candle begins to fight. (The following "Confucius Tie")

Tian E's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Night Nocturne I am sad that I am alone at night, I burn out the candle and lie in the orchid room. I'm just afraid that the passionate moon will come to look after my concubine's bed.

*** Miscellaneous Songs·Liu Che There is no one in the boudoir candle, but there is a dream soul on the screen. The sound has been lost recently, and I look at the king's door all day long.

Zhang Zhongsu's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Music in the Palace The moonlight is colorful in Fuluan Hall, and the sound of anvil is separated from the Phoenix Tower. Sheng songs are playing near the water threshold, and red candles welcome autumn.

Xue Weihan's Miscellaneous Ballads·Ancient Songs The beauty closes the red candle, and the candle is sitting on a new brocade. The sound of sword cutting is heard frequently, and the cold night makes you realize that you haven't gone to bed yet.

Chen Shuda Since the king came out (a poem by Jia Fengji) Since the king came out, the beauty has turned haggard. Missing you is like a bright candle, burning your heart and bringing tears to your eyes.

Chen Shuda Since the king came out (a poem by Jia Fengji) Since the king came out, the bright mirror will stop wearing red makeup. Missing you is like a candle at night, causing thousands of tears.

Song and Dance by Yang Shidao (a poem by Yang Xidao) The second eight is like returning snow, and the third spring is like early flowers. The branch turns toward the candle, a kind of tilting toward the wind.

Two Ancient Songs by Jiang Weihan The beauty closes the red candle and sits alone to create the new brocade. The sound of scissors is played frequently, and I know I haven't slept in the cold night.

Meng Haoran and General Zhang watch the lanterns at Jimen. It is a foreign custom but not a local custom. The new year is changed to the old year. Looking at the burning tree at Jimen, I suspected it was a candle burning with a dragon.

Wei Yingwu stayed alone with Baozi in Qiuzhai. The moon on the mountain was as bright as a candle, and the bamboos moved in the wind and frost. In the middle of the night, the birds are frightened and people are sleeping alone in the windows.

Zhang Ji Drinking in Li Twelve Houses The double door is open on the Spring Eve, and the lights are dim and glowing. I was drunk with hundreds of wines and stayed all night without returning.

Gu Kuang's Shanchundong leads candles and steps on the fairy mud, always messing with the swallows. I don’t know what Taoist priest has a spiritual scroll in his hand.

Quan Deyu's Twelve Poems in the Yutai Style. After the candles were put out in the empty boudoir, Luo Pang was sleeping alone. Tears are running out of my heart, my heart is full of tears, my heart is full of tears, but others don't know.

Han Yu Fenghe Guozhou Liu Geshishi Jun Santang new inscription twenty-one poems·Moon Pond The moon is bright under the cold pond, and there is music beside the new moon pond. If you are not jealous of Qingyan, you will become a candle to each other.

"Farewell" by Du Mu

Passionate but always seeming to be ruthless,

I just feel like I can't stop laughing in front of the bottle.

The candle bids farewell with intention,

Weeps until dawn for others.