Poems about drunk driving

1. Are there any classic poems about drunkenness?

Have you noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return?

Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.

Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .

Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.

Jiang Jin Jiu is a poem about ancient Yuefu written by Li Bai, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty. This poem was written by Li Bai after he returned to Chang 'an. The poet sang loudly while drinking, and expressed his deep feelings about life by drinking.

Li Bai, whose name is Taibai, was a great romantic poet in Tang Dynasty. He was praised as "Poet Fairy" by later generations, and was also called "Du Li" with Du Fu. He is cheerful and generous, loves to drink and write poems, and likes to make friends.

Li Bai was deeply influenced by Huang Lao's idea of sorting out villages. Li Taibai's poems have been 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, Entering Wine, Liang, First Sending Baidicheng, etc.

2. Bai Juyi's poem "A suggestion for a friend Liu" contains "wine": the static stove is red and stirred, the green ants are baking wine, and there is a feeling of dusk snow outside. How about a glass of wine inside? ?

Li Bai broke up in a hotel in Nanjing

A gust of wind blew and the catkins were fragrant. Wu Ji suppressed the wine and advised the guests to enjoy it.

Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.

Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ?

Weicheng district Wang Wei

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.

Master Chu of Xinfeng, Guangxi

Master Xinfeng's new wine is ripe, and old customers return to the old hall.

Full of fragrance, with flowers to build the north, yingzun color pan-nanxuan bamboo.

When the clouds cleared and the moon was clear, the girl in the club solved Qin Zheng.

Drunk and forgotten Baling Road, I suspected Luoyang City in my dream.

Liangzhou Ci William Wang

Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately.

Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?

Juvenile Li Bai

Wuling teenager, Jinshi Dong, silver saddle and white horse with spring breeze.

Where the fallen flowers swim, laughing into the Huji wine shop.

Li Bai of Shu Yun and Xie Lou of Xuanzhou sent off school books.

Those who dislike me can't stay yesterday, and those who disturb my heart are more worried about today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.

The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

Li Bai, guest line

Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light.

But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.

Li Bai drinks the bright moon alone

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

Xi Wenhua Gate Hotel Weng Cen Can

The old man, who is 70 years old, is still selling wine, putting thousands of flagons and jars in his flower mouth.

Elm pods on the roadside are still like money. Will you pick them to sell wine?

When seeing Li Shaofu off, he lived comfortably in the guest house.

Meet the hotel, meaning more violation, Yin Fei at dusk and early snow.

The master won't return until he is drunk. Do you want to go home at dusk?

To Wei Ba, Chu Shi and Du Fu.

It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening. Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight.

Two men who were young not long ago, but now their temples are gray! It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad.

We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again. You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row.

They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip. Then, when we talked for a while, our daughter drank wine.

Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and the morning cooking room. My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups.

But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. . The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .

Chongqing Baqiu Zhangji

In the past years, Mars was greeted with joy. The fairy boat was drunk and blue.

Poetry falls with the grass, and the wine is wide.

Floating life is like gathering clouds, and the past is like a dream.

Today, under the sail city, the autumn wind looks back and tears dry.

On the 9th, I had tea with Lu and Jiao Ran.

Keywords Jiuri Mountain Zen Temple, Dongli Chrysanthemum Yellow,

Laity is full of wine, who can help tea?

3. "The Fisherman is proud" contains wine poems: a glass of turbid wine makes Wan Li, but Ran Yan has not lost his soul. -A cup of old wine, missing my hometown thousands of miles away. Ran Yan has not yet carved the achievements of Pinghu, and his return is unpredictable.

Drinking the bright moon alone: From from a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. -I put a pot of wine in the flowers, I poured it myself, and there are no relatives or friends around me. Raise a glass to the sky, invite the bright moon, reflect on me, and you will become three people.

Shuidiao: When will there be a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine. -holding a glass and asking the sky, when is the moon in the sky? Ask god when he had a happy life of reunion. Rhetorical question)

Passing through the old village: We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. The village is surrounded by a circle of green trees, and the suburbs are covered with green hills. Pushing open the window, we faced the fields and nurseries, drinking wine and talking about farming, mulberry and horses.

"Drunken Flowers": After dusk, the wine in Dongli Bar is full of sleeves and the curtain rolls west wind.

People are thinner than yellow flowers. -at dusk, I went into the garden, enjoying chrysanthemums while drinking, and I was dyed by flowers. At the beginning of the west wind, the blinds are rolled in, which is even more worrying. Yellow flowers are used to describe people who are haggard because of lovesickness, setting off the deep meaning of the soul not letting go.

It's hard to go: the cost of pure wine, a gold cup, a hip flask of 10 thousand copper, and a jade plate of 10 thousand dollars. -There are 10,000 ounces of pure wine in the golden pot, and the delicious food in the jade plate is worth 10,000 ounces.

Huanxisha: a new word, a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. Listening to a new song and drinking a glass of wine is really relaxing and satisfying. However, the time sequence conversion, this year is not last year, last year is no longer, personnel are different, you can leave it intact!

"Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting": After drinking wine, my chest and gallbladder are still open, and my temples are slightly frosty. Why not! -Although I am intoxicated, I am open-minded and bold, and my hair on my temples is like frost. What's the harm!

"Send Yuan Er An Xi": Advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -Can I buy you another farewell bar? Leave Yangguan and go west, and there will be no old friends anymore.

4. A poem containing "wine", "The fisherman is proud": a glass of turbid wine belongs to Wan Li, but Ran Yan is unhappy.

Drinking the bright moon alone: From from a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

Shuidiao: When will there be a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine.

Passing through the old village: We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

"Drunken Flowers": After dusk, the wine in Dongli Bar is full of sleeves and the curtain rolls west wind.

People are thinner than yellow flowers.

It's hard to go: the cost of pure wine, a gold cup, a hip flask of 10 thousand copper, and a jade plate of 10 thousand dollars.

Huanxisha: a new word, a glass of wine, the weather was old last year.

"Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting": After drinking wine, my chest and gallbladder are still open, and my temples are slightly frosty. Why not!

Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si: A glass of turbid wine made Wan Li feel at home, but Ran Yan didn't lose his mind.

"Send Yuan Er An Xi": Advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason.

5. The ancient poem "Pipa Xing Jiu Xing" Bai Juyi sent me to see the guests off, traveled by the Xunyang River at night, and the maple leaves and rushes rustled in autumn.

I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music. Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.

We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left. We followed the melody, asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.

We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again. However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us.

... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings. Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life.

She frowned and bent her fingers, then started her music and talked about endless things in your heart. Take your time, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones.

Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.

Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, and spring water flows along the beach. By checking its cold touch, the string seems to be broken, which makes us never stop.

The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons.

Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk. The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river.

Put it on the strings thoughtfully, straighten clothes and gather customers. Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill.

She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians. Song often teaches excellent talents, and her beauty is the envy of all the leading dancers.

How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song. And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine, China.

Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention. My brother joined the army and my aunt died. Night after night passed and her beauty disappeared.

There were fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door, and finally she married herself to a businessman. Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago.

Go to Jiangkou to watch the boat in the air, and the moon sails around the boat in cold water. Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears.

Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder. We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? .

A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile. Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year.

I live in a small town near the river, which is low and humid. Huang Lu bitter bamboo is born around the house. What can you hear here in the morning and evening? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.

I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining. Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, which are hard to hear.

Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music. Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again. I will write a Long song about guitar. ..

... she was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder. Although the tune was different from what she had played before, all the listeners covered their faces.

But which of them cried the most? , this Jiujiang officer. My blue sleeves are wet. Farewell, Wang Wei. I got off the horse and gave you a toast. I asked where you were going and why.

You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life. Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.

Li Shixing in Truman dispelled the smoke in Truman Mountain, and people will know each other forever in Jiangnan. There are many varieties of wheat in the half-ridge quarry, and the garden trees still bloom all winter.

You can catch fish when the sea is warm, and you can take credit for the tide boat returning to the wine. There are no ten rooms near the water, and nine people live by boat.

In early summer, the water in Daimin Duck Pond in Bird is shallow and deep, and the weather is half sunny and half cloudy when plums are ripe. The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden.

Reward Lotte Yangzhou, first met Liu Yuxi's desolate land of Bashan and Chushui, and gave up on himself in 23 years. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.

On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.

In the early spring, I sent my friend Ouyang Xiu to Luo Zhong on my southern tour, and the Chu color was thousands of miles poor. Why are pedestrians too lazy to take credit? Fang spread the geese while waiting for the noise in the pavilion.

In spring, grass enters the river and flowers bloom on the water. A bottle of wine from the east wind makes you homesick for the New Year.

Send some letters to Huang Tingjian. I live in Nanhai District, Beihai City. I am grateful to the goose for sending books. Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain.

Housekeeping, but with four vertical walls, does not cure diseases. I think my reading head turned white, and the ape across the stream cried.

Farewell to Zhu bian, spring is rare, and people still love Chu clothes in March. Knot is a fragment of the melancholy cloud, calling for a dream of returning home.

The flowers at the foot of Momo Mountain are first seen, but the weak willow catkins are not flying. Send wine to spring, if nothing else, and return to China when you arrive.

Park Qinhuai Dumu smoke cage, cold water and moon sand, the restaurant near Qinhuai in the park at night. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.

Eleven drunk, thinking of the flowers of Yuan Jiu Bai Juyi, drunk with spring sorrow, drunk as a flower for raising wine. It suddenly occurred to me that my old friend is far away from home, so I can only count that you are traveling in Liangzhou today.

After Qian Jiashu fell out of the list, Wang Wei arrived. There should be no hermits in Anle Township, and wise people should discuss it together. Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.

Come all the way to the golden gate, only to find that your piety is in vain? You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing. When you set out from the capital, I poured farewell wine for you and greeted me wholeheartedly.

You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days. The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful.

When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare! The Yangwanli Stone Bridge in Yangcun is crowded with people on both sides, and the horses in each village are like a river.

Liu Yang Yin Zhongxin Hotel, a small fishing boat under the grape trellis. Red and white flowers are close to water, sky blue and yellow.

Zheng er's peace is still in the way. Why don't you work hard, back in the game? On a cold night, Du Leike came to tea as wine, and the bamboo stove soup was boiling red. As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month.

Shangyuan wants to make the king's silicon snow disappear, and the moon is full of Sendai, and thousands of candles are fanned out as treasures. Double phoenix clouds help chariots, and six proud drivers drive mountains on the sea.

Good scenery and spring wine touch the weekly banquet, and the autumn wind is ugly. A song makes people happy, and the king participates in the Summer Purple Cup again.

Arrange flowers and sing the flowers on Shao Yong's head. There are good flowers in the wine cellar. After two quiet days, I saw the heyday of the Four Dynasties.

Strong conditions, in the prime of life. The wine is full of flowers, the shadow is red, and you won't get drunk before the flowers.

It means that Yan Shu's oil-filled car is gone, and there is no trace of Xia Yun as the west east. Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind.

After a few days of loneliness and injury, there is a ban on smoking. Fish books are posted, and water is far away and mountains are long.

There are many tombs in the south and north of Gaozhu in Tomb-Sweeping Day, but Tomb-Sweeping Day is different. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.

When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns. As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.

The trip to the outer suburbs is a wild and unrestrained trip of Cheng Hao Fangyuan, and he enters the surrounding mountains and rivers in spring. Chasing the red petals of the wind in the breeze and passing through the swaying alleys; When he feels sleepy, he sits on a mossy stone and rests by the stream.

Sue shouldn't refuse this cup of wine, and don't let the most sincere heart drink it. I'm afraid the wind will blow flowers and pieces will fly everywhere. Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.

Self-mockery: What does Lu Xun want from Huagai? Dare not turn over, met. A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.

Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children. Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.

Yong Yule Li Qingzhao's sunset melts into gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people? Dye willow smoke and play plum blossom flute. What do you know about spring? Is there no wind and rain when the weather is harmonious during the Lantern Festival? Come and greet BMW and thank his drinking buddies and poems. In the heyday of Zhongzhou, boudoir doors were full of defects. I remember to stress "Three Five", spread green crowns, twist golden snow willows, and fight for Chu in clusters. Now I am haggard, with clouds and snow on my temples, and I dare not go out at night.

6. Discuss ancient poems related to wine and advise you to drink a glass of wine. There is no reason for sunshine in the west. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Xi Shi An"

On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. -Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army"

Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately. -William Wang's "Liangzhou Ci"

In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

The cost of pure wine, gold cup, a hip flask of 10 thousand copper, jade plate worth 10 thousand dollars. -Li Bai, "It's hard to go"

Give them to the boy in exchange for wine and share your sorrow forever. -Li Bai's "Into the Wine"

I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining. -Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip

Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up. -Liu Yuxi's "Reward Lotte Yangzhou for Meeting the Gifts"

I am a poor and pitiful wanderer, just to drink all my sorrows and joys. I wish you good health, wine owner. -Li He's "The Wine"

Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. -Fan Zhongyan's The Pride of the Fisherman

Holding a goblet and listening to the sound of "water adjustment", I was drunk at noon, but I didn't wake up although I was awake and worried. -Zhang Xian's "Fairy"

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night. -Song Qi's "Jade House Spring"

After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking. -Yan's "Linjiang Xian"

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. -Su Shi's "Water Tune Songs"

Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. -Liu Yong's Rain in the Rain

Three glasses of light wine, it's hard to beat him. He's late. -Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice

They have an indissoluble bond with wine!

7. Poetry wine containing "wine" turns into homesick tears.

Singing to wine is the geometry of life.

Open a pot of wine and taste the spring breeze.

If you have money, you can't doubt selling wine.

Wine and intestines accumulate, and poetry is around Kun.

Nine turns elixir wins wine? Pentaphone music is not like poetry.

-Dugou River "White Hair"

Everything was removed, leaving only wine and poetry.

-Bai Juyi's Restaurant Fu.

Gold and white walls buy songs and laugh, and get drunk.

-Li Bai's "Reminiscing about Time Past, Traveling to Qiaoxian County to Join the Army"

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

-Li Bai's "Into the Wine"

Chu Lan didn't appreciate Wu Gou, so he took the wine city head to revisit his old place.

I am old, so I want to bring my bow and arrow to the ice.

-Lu Yin's Chang 'an Relatives

A poem can be cut into pieces, but the wine is ripe and sealed.

-Gao Pian's "Rewarding Li Di with Rhyme"

Calling for Song one after another, how many days do we have?

For example, morning dew, going to Japan is more bitter. ...

As clear as the bright moon, when can I forget it?

The troubles come from this and cannot be cut off. ……

-"short song"

I have a royal wine, which is a guest swallow.

I have good wine and good wine, and I have dinner guests in my heart.

-Xiaoya Luming Literature

Sake contains, prepare (Ma Xinzi).

It was built to sacrifice it, not to do great things.

-"Daya dry foothills"

Xie wine shop

Listen to the autumn sound at the edge of the bamboo dock sill and help the piano sigh the duckweed.

Draw swords and dance catkins, and rivers and lakes carry swords to carry restaurants.

I also woke up drunk in the clouds by the moon, misinterpreting rhyme and emptiness.

On the top of the west building, the sun sets, a few wisps of breeze, a few inches of affection.

● When singing wine, what is the geometry of life? (Three Kingdoms Cao Cao)

● From from a pot of wine among the flowers, drink alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. (Tang Libai)

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he likes, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . (Tang Libai)

● Moths have infinite external objects, and their cups are limited. (Don Du Fu)

● The sound comes to pillow the Millennium crane, and the shadow falls on the five old peaks in the cup. (Don Bai Juyi)

● A hundred years of sorrow makes you feel drunk. (Don Bai Juyi)

● Driving but knowing the strength of wine, sleeping and seeing tea. (Don Bai Juyi)

● High-rise buildings should not be drunk, lonely and cold. (Yiling, Tang Wang)

● Strong drinking before drinking will eventually hurt God after drinking. (Tang Song Wen Zhi)

Thousands of books in the belly and a thousand glasses of wine outside. (Don Mutu)

● Wine luminous cup, advise you to drink pipa immediately. (Don William Wang)

● I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. (Wei)

● A drunkenness can eliminate eternal sadness. (Don Du Xunhe)

● Wine has traveled thousands of miles, and I hope to send it to Xixiang. (Don Lulun)

Low fame is thousands of miles away, and sorrow is in a cup. (Tang Gaoshi)

Wine can't last long, and sorrow and hate can't be saved. (Don Du Xunhe)

Love is the most hateful flower, and sadness is the only way to know the right to drink. (Tang Zhenggu)

● Every bosom friend is short of a glass of wine, and lovers are full of words. (Song Ouyang Xiu)

● The meaning of drunkenness is not in wine, but also between mountains and rivers. (Song Ouyang Xiu)

● Spring dreams are full of wine, and the window breaks the moon to find people. (Song Maobang)

● Wake up after midnight and listen to the rustling rain lights. (Song Luyou)

● Don't laugh at farm wine, keep chickens and dolphins in good years. (Song Luyou)

● A bottle of wine is bitter and hurried, like flowing water. (Duan Li in Song Dynasty)

A glass of wine is exhausted, and the moon is thousands of miles away. (Zheng Song Li Xiao)

● Wine meets bosom friends, and poetry is sung to people. (Song Puji)

May you stop worrying about wine. All oceans are brothers. (Ethan military and civilian)

● Sorrow and joy together for a glass of wine, north and south Wan Li. (Master Wang Yuan)

● Three cups of everything, one drunk to solve a thousand worries. (Yuan Wuhan Chen)

● Time flies. How many times can centenarians laugh? (Cai Minglu)

When you get drunk, you can solve a thousand worries, but when you wake up, you still have a lingering fear. (Yin Mingtang)

● Don't covet unexpected wealth and don't drink too much. (Zhu Qing Bailu)

8. The poem of two people drinking together is 1, and Zhang Jiuxu gave it after being drunk.

Tang dynasty: Gao Shi

People in the world make friends, but old people don't.

Calligraphy is natural, and drunken language is particularly bold and crazy.

Don't ask him anything if his hair is gray as if nothing had happened; There are only white clouds floating in the sky.

There is a pot of wine at the bedside. How many times can you get drunk in life?

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People in the world make friends casually, but this old man is not.

Calligraphy is natural when you are in a good mood, and the language is particularly unrestrained and crazy after drunkenness.

I am happy when my hair is white. Don't ask him anything. I only see white clouds floating freely in the sky.

There is a pot of wine beside the bed. How many times can you get drunk in life?

Step 2 persuade wine

Tang Dynasty: Yu Wuling

I advise you to lower your head, but you don't have to resign when you are full.

Flowers are full of wind and rain, and life is full of parting.

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Hold high the golden cup and bend down to toast you. Please don't refuse when it is full.

How many storms flowers have experienced, people's life will also experience many separations.

3. One of the four songs of Junior Line.

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

A barrel of Xinfeng wine is worth 10,000 yuan, and the ranger with five spirits is a teenager.

When we met, people drank to the spirit of the king, and the horse was tied under the weeping willow in the restaurant.

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A barrel of Xinfeng fine wine is worth 1000 yuan, and most of the rangers in Wuling are teenagers.

When the two met, they were congenial, drinking and having fun, and the weeping willows were hanging under the Ma Shuan restaurant.

4, juvenile line four second.

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

This army later became the "general" of the Han Dynasty and began a battle with the general Yu Yang.

Who knows the pain of not going to the border, even if you are killed, you still have a chivalrous fragrance.

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Only when he joined the army did he become the Lin Lang of the Han Dynasty. From the beginning, he fought for Yuyang with the general.

Who knows the pain of not going to the border, even if you die in battle, you will still leave the fragrance of chivalry.

5, the third line of four children

A suit can break two carved arcs, and riding a thousand pounds seems nothing.

Leaning against the golden saddle, the arrow, with the arrow, kept shooting at the fleeing enemy chief.

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One person can pull open two carved bows, but the enemy can't let go of a thousand pounds.

I sat on the golden saddle, calmly adjusted my arrow and kept shooting at the enemy chief, so I couldn't escape.