And will try new tea with new fire, poetry wine to take advantage of the years.
Wine is a regular visitor in poetry,
Because there is wine,
The poems are always full of drunkenness and charm.
The following fifty ancient poems related to wine,
What's your favorite sentence?
Late to the day want snow, can you drink a cup of nothing?
—— Bai Juyi, "Ask Liu Nineteen"
——Su Shi, "WangjiangNan"
Want to buy osmanthus flowers with wine, the end is not like, juvenile tour.
——Liu Guo, "Tang Duoling"
Toast the wine to the east wind, and calm down together.
——Ouyang Xiu, "Surfing the Sand"
Peach and plum spring wind a glass of wine, the night rain of the rivers and lakes ten years of lights.
—— Huang Tingjian, "Sending Huang Jifu"
A new song for a glass of wine, last year's weather old pavilion.
—— Yan Shu,"Huan Xi Sha"
When will I go home and be an idler.
To a piano, a pot of wine, a stream of clouds.
- Su Shi, "Xingxiangzi"
Mingyue Building rests alone,
The wine enters the intestines and turns into tears of acacia.
- Fan Zhongyan, "Su Mu Sha"
Spring river flowers towards the autumn moon night, often take wine and pour alone.
——Bai Juyi, "Pipa Line"
No one wears flowers, no one advises wine, and no one cares about drunkenness.
——Huang Gongshao, "The Qingyu Case"
I don't know how many dreams I have in the past, and I wake up at night and wine.
—— Luo Yin, "Evening Hope in Beijing"
Cook the purple crab with cream and boil the red leaves with wine.
- Ma Zhiyuan, "Night Boat"
Life has to be drunk with wine, and a drop of He has gone to the Nine Springs.
——Gao Yi, "Qingming Day to Wine"
Meet the spirit of the king to drink, tie the horse high-rise weeping willow edge.
——Wang Wei, "The Young Man's Journey"
There are poems, wine, and songs, and spring colors are every year.
——Sikong Tu "There is a Gift"
Lazy cloud nest, wake up when the poem is drunk when singing.
- Ali Xiying, "Joy before the Temple"
In the past, in Chang'an, drunken flowers and willows, the five marquises and seven guis had the same cup of wine.
- Li Bai, "Liu Ye Lang Gives Xin Judge"
Peach blossom immortals plant peach trees, and then pick peach blossoms in exchange for wine money.
—— Tang Yin, "Peach Blossom Anthem"
The drunken chest is still open. Sideburns, why bother!
—— Su Shi, "Jiang Chengzi"
Red crispy hands, yellow teng wine. The city is full of spring color palace wall willows.
- Lu You," "Phoenix"
Five-flowered horse, thousand golden fur,
Hu'er will exchange it for fine wine and sell the eternal sorrows with Er.
- Li Bai, "Will Enter the Wine"
The sunset wine is far away, and the wind and rain are all over the West Building.
——Xu Hun, "Xie Ting Farewell"
A glass of turbid wine is a thousand miles away, and Yan Ran has not returned to the house.
——Fan Zhongyan, "Fisherman's Pride"
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light.
——Li Bai, "The Guest of the Bank"
How to relieve worries? Only Du kang.
- Cao Cao's "Short Song Line"
Green wine is easy to get drunk at first taste, and a pillow small window sleeps heavily.
—— Yan Shu,"Qing Ping Le"
The piano poetry and wine companions all threw me away, and the snow moon flower was the most memorable.
——Bai Juyi, "Sending Yin Xie law"
Grape wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa immediately urge.
——Dynasty "Liangzhou Word Two Songs · Part I"
The new wine has added to the residual wine, and this spring does not reduce the hatred of the previous spring.
——Zhao Lingyi, "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
Thousands of poems, thousands of wines. Several times I looked at the prince.
- Zhu Dunru, "Partridge Heaven"
Spring feast, green wine a glass of song again.
—— Feng Yanmi, "The Long-Lived Woman"
Frightened by the wine Mo Spring sleep heavy, gambling books to consume the aroma of tea,
At that time, only the Tao was commonplace.
- Naranjand in "Huan Xi Sha"
There is wine in this day and drunk in this day, and tomorrow is sad and tomorrow is sad.
- Luo Yin, "Self-Dispatch"
Lift up the wine to the guest, recite the poem of the bright moon, and sing the chapter of the song.
- Su Shi, "Former Chibi Fu"
After the east hedge put the wine at dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves.
——Li Qingzhao, "Drunken Flower Yin"
Persuade the jun to drink a glass of wine, and go out of the west to yang guan without a reason.
——Wang Wei,"Weicheng Song"
Sing to wine, life is geometric!
A pot of wine between the flowers, drinking alone without blind dates.
——Li Bai, "Drinking Alone Under the Moon"
Three glasses of two light wine, how to oppose him, late wind!
——Li Qingzhao, "Slow Sound"
Where is the wine awake tonight? Willow shore, dawn wind and moon.
—— Liu Yong, "Raining Bells"
May the moonlight shine on the golden bottle when the song is against the wine.
——Li Bai, "Asking the Wine to the Moon"
The mountain city is not drunk with thin wine, persuade the king and suck the cup of the moon.
——Su Shi, "Moonlit Night and Guest Drinking Under the Apricot Blossoms"
Red-sleeved weaving Aya persimmon, Green Flag Selling Wine Taking Advantage of Pear Blossoms.
——Du Fu, "Hangzhou Spring Hope"
What's going on in the mountains? Pine blossom sake, spring water sencha.
——Zhang Kejiu, "Full Moon"
Asking where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to the apricot blossom village.
—— Du Mu, "Qingming"
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night berth QinHuai near the restaurant.
—— Du Mu, "Bo Qinhuai"
Last night the rain was sparse and the wind was strong, and the heavy sleep did not consume the wine.
—— Li Qingzhao, "Like a Dream Order"
Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow into three people.
To the wine as a song, strong music is still tasteless.
—— Liu Yong, "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
Forget about the trip, the wine cup is deep and shallow.
——Li Qingzhao, "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
Singing in the daytime must indulge in alcohol, and youth is a good companion to return home.
—— Du Fu, "Wen Guanjun Collects Henan Hebei"
The steep spring wind blows wine awake, slightly cold, but the mountain head obliquely illuminates each other.
——Su Shi, "Fixing the Storm"
The drunk only sits in front of the flower, and the drunk comes to sleep under the flower.
Before the day and day flowers, he often fell ill with wine, and he did not quit the mirror to be thin.
——Feng Yanmi, "Magpie Treading Branch"