Wine, from beginning to end, is a topic that literati and inkers cannot do without.
When it comes to wine and poetry, I have to say that one person is our "poetry immortal", Li Bai.
Du Fu wrote "Li Baidou wine hundred poems, Chang'an City on the restaurant sleep, Tianzi called not to the ship, claiming that the subject is a wine immortal." Since then, Li Bai's status as a "immortal in wine" has been established.
How much does Li Bai love to drink? The author feels that I am afraid that in shi xian's life, half of his life has been drunk in the past.
"The wind blows willow flowers full of fragrance in the store, Wu Ji presses the wine to invite guests to taste", this is drinking in the store; "Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, to the shadow into three people", this is to drink in their own backyard; "Cen Fuzi, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, the cup will not stop", this is to drink with friends. Shi Xian's poems are full of the mellow aroma of fine wine, and it is no wonder that after his death, posterity will think that he was drunk and wanted to catch the moon in the water, before falling into the lake and dying.
Men who love to drink abound, and there are many women who love to drink, and Li Qingzhao is one of the leaders. This first talented woman in ancient times, a famous lyricist, not only loves poetry, loves gambling, but also loves to drink. "I often remember the sunset of xiting, drunk and do not know the way back, happy to return to the boat late, mistakenly into the depths of the lotus flower", it is because I drank wine and forgot which direction to row; "last night the rain was stormy, the heavy sleep did not consume the wine, try to ask the curtain people, but the begonias are still the same", this is about the situation of hangover headaches; "three glasses of two light wines, how to oppose him, the wind is urgent at night", that is, by drinking alcohol, expressing the thoughts of the home country, and the sadness of the heart.
When parting, there is no shortage of wine.
"Persuade the jun to drink a cup of wine, the west out of the Yangguan without a reason", Yuan Er was ordered to send an envoy to the Anxi Capital Protectorate, Wang Wei went to Weicheng to do it, and when he was reluctant to give up, he was worried that the road was far away, the place of life was not familiar, and no one took care of his friends, so he had to toast him with a glass of wine and show his preciousness.
"The Chinese army put wine and returned to the guests, Huqin pipa and Qiangdi", the military judge is going to return to Beijing, this is a happy event, even if there is a sad farewell, it should not be too sad, so the army set up a banquet, Cen Shan and others together to send the military judge to leave the military camp, embarked on the way home to the capital of a country.
On the battlefield, there is also wine.
"Grape wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa immediately urge." Drunkenly lying on the battlefield Jun Mo smiled, and Gu Lai conquered several people back. "Who can not be afraid of war, not afraid of death? The soldiers were bold with wine, in the luminous glass, the wine flowed, accompanied by beautiful pipa music, thinking of tomorrow's self-knowledge whether there was still life, they could not help but indulge themselves, allowing themselves to fall drunk on the battlefield.
Wine, in the pen of the ancients, is the warmth and leisure of "green ant new roasted wine, red clay small stove", is the "bright moon building high rest alone, wine into the intestines, into the tears of acacia", but also "drunken as a song, life geometry" of the vast detachment.
I don't know how much sorrow and joy a glass of wine carries in the hearts of today's people.