A poem in a bad mood and drunk.

1, "Four Moons Alone, Part I" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai.

Original text:

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.

Put a pot of wine among the flowers and pour it yourself. No friends or relatives. Till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon into three people before the picture.

2. "Drinking alone on September 9" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Original text:

On the ninth day of leap autumn, Dongli drank alone.

I haven't been drunk for 15 years since I fasted in September.

I happened to meet the double ninth festival in leap autumn, and I was drinking and having fun alone inside and outside. I've been fasting since September, and I haven't been drunk on the Double Ninth Festival for fifteen years.

3, "Drinking Alone" Tang Dynasty: Liu Cha

Original text:

Think as much as you want. There have been no good cards since ancient times.

So people in the mountains drink.

I have been a good bartender since ancient times, so people in the mountains always drink alone.

4, "Drunken Flower Yin, Fog and Thick Clouds, Forever and ever" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Original text:

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.

Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

I drank until dusk in Dongli, and the fragrance of Huang Ju overflowed my sleeve. Don't say clear autumn doesn't hurt people. The west wind rolls a bead curtain, and the people in the curtain are thinner than the yellow flowers.

5. "The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Original text:

The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.

Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.

On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.

Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .

Outside the sword gate, the good news came suddenly, and the government forces recovered the northern part of Hebei. When I am happy, tears are all over my clothes. Looking back on his wife and children, he has also swept away the gloom and rolled up his poems, which made the whole family ecstatic. I want to drink and sing and go back to my hometown together in spring. My soul has already soared, so I went from the dam to Wuxia, then to Xiangyang and went straight to Luoyang.