Poems about drinking with beautiful women

Drink wine with beautiful women and raise a glass to dispel your worries. Digest the whole building, and when you look at it in the middle of the night, you will know how beautiful and sad it is from a distance, just like a river flowing eastward.

1, get drunk first and bother the tea drinker tonight. -Bai Juyi's "Jiu Fu"

2, and love the sunset to save a seat, don't push tea to Su Jinyi. -Wei Zhuang's "Giving Huangfuxiucai a Pear Flower"

3. The boat painted a red sun and clear night wind, and the flowing river was sunny and warm. Beauty fights for pear lanterns. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"

4, where flowers are not seen, brothels are open, songs are full of wine. Beauty advised me to eat, drink and be merry. Zhu Yan has never been here since ancient times. -Bai Juyi's Chang 'an Avenue

What are the poems about drinking with beautiful women? 1, Tang Bai Juyi's Jiu Fu

Throw a bachelor's pen and admire you three times. I didn't change the silver ribbon, but added a white beard. ? The official door is closed and prostitutes come to shop. Follow closely and recite anything you need. ? Five golden horses, two girls playing cymbals. It was better to be old than never. ? Sing the moon in chorus and clap your hands with Wu Biao. Get drunk first tonight, and bother with the help of tea.

2. Tang Bai Juyi's Chang 'an Street

Where the flowers fall, the brothel opens, a beautiful song and a glass of wine. Beauty advised me to eat, drink and be merry. Zhu Yan has never been here since ancient times.

3. Don William Wang's Liangzhou Ci

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?

4. Song Liqing's "Death of Hua Lian on Zhao Si"

There is not much joy at night. Empty dream of Chang 'an, recognize Chang 'an Road. In order to report good spring scenery this year, the flowers and the moon should be photographed together. Casual cups and plates are sloppy. The wine is delicious and sour, just like a person's arms. Don't laugh when you are drunk. Poor spring is like getting old.

5. Song Maokun's "Yuanxi, the Capital of Linjiang County"

It is said that Chang 'an Lantern Night is good, and the carved wheel BMW is like a cloud. Penglai is very shallow. The jade emperor opens the sky, and the silver world loses dusk. Who sees the haggard guests in the south of the Yangtze River, walking around in sorrow and laziness? Small screen is cold and fragrant. Drinking makes a dream come true, and the window breaks the moon to find someone.

Drinking Poems in Autumn Fisherman Ao

Author: Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.

Climb the peak

Author: Du Fu

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Su Muzhe's nostalgia

Author: Fan Zhongyan

Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside. Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

Yujiexing autumn nostalgia

Author: Fan Zhongyan

The fallen leaves are fragrant. Rolling up the brocade curtain of pearl string, the magnificent castle is empty, only the sky is faint, and the milky head is sprinkled on the earth. Every night, we can see the tulle moon, but the one we love is thousands of miles away. Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine. Wine has no entrance, but it turns into bitter tears. The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. This bitter waiting is still far away, although it is a long time, there is no way to escape.

Partridge sky, cold days, rustling on the window.

Author: Li Qingzhao

When the window is closed in cold weather, the phoenix tree hates night frost. Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken. Autumn has passed, the days are still long, and Zhong Xuanhuai is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk than to stay at a respectful distance from others. Don't be negative.

Send Zhang to Lanshan in Autumn/Send Zhang to Wanshan in Autumn/Send Zhang to Jiuxian Mountain in May/Send Zhang to Wanshan in Autumn.

Author: Meng Haoran

Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit. I tried to climb the mountain and look ahead, and this mood disappeared with the departure of the swan song. Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest. The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.

On the evening of July 16, Zhou Bomei boarded the Happy Pavilion and looked at Nanshan in Chang 'an.

Author: Lu You

Autumn came to the border town, the sound of the horn sounded, and the peaceful bonfire lit the bonfire. Singing and singing, standing on a high place, he gave wine to the land, which produced infinite enthusiasm for restoring Guanzhong. Who can push away all the layers of twilight like the amorous Nanshan bright moon? The smoke from the kitchen near Baqiao Bridge and the beautiful scenery near Qujiang should stand in the moonlight, waiting for our army to recover lost ground and win.

Winter drinking poems 1. Xue Jiang

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There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.

2. Wang Anshi's works: plum blossoms

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

3. A suggestion from Bai Juyi to his friend Liu

There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a ray of red in the quiet stove.

With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine? "

4. Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow"

The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.

Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.

When will there be a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance. (Su Shi)

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This word was written by the author during the Mid-Autumn Festival in Song Shenzong on 1076 (the ninth year of Xining). Su Shi begged for freedom and served as an official everywhere because of his different political views from Wang Anshi, a political reformer in power. He once asked to be transferred to a place near Su Zhe to be an official, so that his brothers could get together more. In A.D. 1074 (the seventh year of Xining), Su Shi knew Mizhou. After arriving in Michigan, this wish still cannot be realized. On the Mid-Autumn Festival in 1076, the moon was in the sky and Yin Hui was everywhere. After the poet and his younger brother Su Zhe broke up, they haven't been reunited for seven years. At this moment, the poet is facing a bright moon, and his heart is full of ups and downs, so he wrote this famous article at the height of wine.

Drinking in autumn is far away, and it is cold to go out.

Don? Li Bai's "Gift to Lu"

The rain in Qiu Lai is very cold, and the wind is cool and clear.

Don? Li Bai's "Rewarding Pei for Love Rain"

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.

Han: Drink to your heart's content.

Don? Li Bai's Farewell Minister Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou.

A cold orange pomelo and an old phoenix tree in autumn

People smoke: people cook and smoke. Cold orange pomelo: The cold smoke in autumn makes the orange sleeves chilly. The two sentences are written about human beings, orange pomelo is dark blue, and phoenix tree is yellowish, showing a late autumn scenery.

Don? Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building by Li Bai

Drinking poems on hakodate, Rui and Yankee drinking on hakodate.

Year: Song Author:

The snow is violent and cold, so don't be afraid of the cold.

The more books leak, the more bottles are opened in spring.

Keep Confucius and Mencius for a while and give them back for a while.

Considering this poem, as above.

Inviting guests to drink on a snowy night

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

Tent warm green blanket, cup fragrant green ant.

Drunk tonight, happy memories of last year.

Dark snuff embers, idle grass dust.

Pay attention to the string, there will be guests tomorrow.

Drinking on a snowy night in Qingxi, Qiupu, guests have partridges singing.

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

Put on your mink and your white jade pot.

As soon as the snow wine comes out, it feels cold at night.

Guests from Guiyang can sing partridges in the mountains.

The breeze moves the window bamboo, and the birds sing more.

Take pleasure in this, why bother to be enemies with Sheng and Yu?

On a snowy night, Zhan and Zhou Shaoyin have gone to buy wine for the second time, Yin Yun.

Year: Song Author: Li Mixun

Chun Xue couldn't help falling into six flowers.

Fang Ting cut jade, pure white is not to be spurned.

Said tired, a blank.

The best of both worlds, all roads lead to the same goal, and both the enemy and I know that the city is broken.

Try to help Long Zhong, and think again.

There is still felt in Xizhai, which is enough for the clouds to lie down.

Look at San Lv between the walls and push the pillow stronger.

A tribute to wine on a snowy night

Year: Ming Author:

Frozen snow fans mountain, cold wind hits robe.

The war is not over yet, and Mr. Murong dares to quit.

Big characters fly, deep cups send mud and mash.

I'm always complacent and ask Bao Mao sooner or later.

A poem about inviting people to drink.

1, cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen my appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a long drink! . -Li Bai's "Into the Wine"

2, talk about drinking, open a bottle and sit in the gap. The host can play four stones, which can make people happy. -Dugu and "Drinking in the guest house under the moon, sending Bessie Yao when drunk"

3, when singing to wine, what is the geometry of life? For example, morning dew, it is difficult to go to Japan ... just like the moon, when can I forget it? The troubles come from this and cannot be cut off. -"short song"

4, don't give up drinking, it will be difficult. Look at the silk on the women's plane. Half of it is red on the soldier's flag. -Han Yu's "Give Xuzhou Mo Ci Wine a Piece"

5, drunkards, chasing the thoughts of travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep. The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Su Muzhe

6, golden white wall to buy songs and laugh, drunk and tired, light princes. -Li Bai's "Reminiscing about Time Past, Traveling to Qiaoxian County to Join the Army"

7. The weather in the cold suburbs is good, and persuasion is not frequent. Disturbing Zhong Ling City will never be intoxicating. -Dai Shulun's "Persuade Lu San to Drink"

8. Singing loudly after drinking is crazy. Don't think in front of the door. I still think the little layman should wake up first, and don't live in his hometown for a long time. -Bai Juyi's Drunk

9. At sunset, the fox sleeps on the grave. At night, the children smile and watch the lights. You need to drink wine in your life. Has a drop ever reached Jiuquan? -Gao Zhu "Qingming Day Wine"

10, grab the ashes and fly all the time. The tap pours wine and invites wine stars, and the golden flute and pipa crow at night. -Li He, "The King of Qin Drinking"

1 1, although you can forget your troubles, what's wrong with it? Full of sleeves, more crazy songs. -Han Wo's "Answering Friends to Send Wine"

12, stay away from hate like wine, and you are drunk when you drink. I'm afraid that the Yangtze River water is full of tears for my children. -Guan Xiu's "Ancient Separation"

13, who cares most about spring? Asking for money is the best way to win people's hearts. -Bai Juyi's "Two Nostalgia for Wine"

14, the ancients didn't have enough wine, and they hated the elves to pass this song. It is said that there are few people in the world who drink in cups all their lives at the end of the year-Cui's Ode to Wine

15, No.50 Jiangcheng, stop drinking and think for yourself. The head is not white, and the officials are not all humble. -Bai Juyi's "Self-encouragement to Wine"

16, don't blame me for not drinking recently, but drinking several times. Who would have expected that a drunken binge in his life has now become a sad drinker. -Bai Juyi's "Wine"

17 A gust of wind with catkins made the shop more fragrant. A girl Wu poured wine and urged me to come. 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! . -Li Bai's departure in a hotel in Nanjing

18, I have wine, and the guest style is Austrian ... I have wine, and I am happy. -Xiaoya Luming Literature

19, Pepsi was removed, leaving only wine and poetry. -Bai Juyi's Restaurant Fu.

20, wine tasting, tea and baby. Who will stay drunk if you don't drink the broken cup? -Bai Juyi's "Spring Persuasion"

2 1, the poem will be extremely difficult to defeat, and the wine will be boiled and sealed. -Gao Pian's "Rewarding Li Di with Rhyme"

22, Chulan don't admire Wu Gou, with wine city head not old. I am old, so I want to take my bow and arrow to Ganzhou. -Lu Yin's Chang 'an Relatives

23, a jar of fragrant mash is newly inserted, and a pair of little prostitutes are thin. The orchestral strings are getting better and better, but Luo Qi is poor and not required by the outside world. -Bai Juyi's "Wine Tasting and Listening to Songs"

24, sake is included, and (Ma Xin) is prepared. It was built to sacrifice it, not to do great things. -"Daya dry foothills"

25, nine turn panacea that wins wine? Pentaphone music is not like poetry. -Dugou River "White Hair"

26, the wine will be full, and the flowers will fall immediately. Mo Yan is young in his thirties. -Bai Juyi's "Self-persuasion under Flowers"

27. With your complete judgment, listen to me drunk. The road is as far as the sky and the door is as deep as the sea. -Du Xunhe "Drinking with Friends"

28. Hold the wine to the sky, no one will die in ancient and modern times. When you are not dead, you have less troubles and more happiness. -Bai Juyi's "Wine"

Mid-Autumn Festival drinking poem "Water Turn Around Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival"

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Author: Su Zhe

Original text:

It's been too long since we broke up. It's the seventh Mid-Autumn Festival.

Last year in the East, I looked at the moon and was depressed.

Unexpectedly, on the mountain of Pancheng, an ancient Bianhe River drifted.

Someone incited the fun, and the swan goose in the swan goose.

The guests in the living room are radiant.

The moon is ruthless and unwilling to stay heavy.

There are drinkers tonight, and they will live on the boat tomorrow night. It's sad to be apart.

I'm afraid Rainbow will, so I don't go home, so I have to go upstairs.

The Book of Songs is the earliest collection of poems in China. It has collected and stored 305 ancient poems and 6 Poems of Sound with titles but no poems. An anonymous original, collected by Yin Jifu and edited by Confucius. There are three kinds of editors in The Book of Songs: style, elegance and ode. "Wind" is a ballad from all over the Zhou Dynasty, and it is the chapter with the most ideological significance and artistic value among the 300 songs. Elegant music is the so-called "elegant music" in the Zhou Dynasty, which is divided into Xiaoya and elegant music. Ode is a kind of music song used by the court and noble ancestral temple, which is divided into Zhou Song, Truffle and Shang Ode. The pre-Qin people called The Book of Songs "Poetry", or "Poetry 300" or integer "Poetry 300". In the Western Han Dynasty, it was revered as a Confucian classic, called The Book of Songs, which is still in use today.

There are 12 wine-related poems in The Book of Songs:

1, Xiaoya Banquet:

At the beginning of the guest banquet, the rank of the left and right ranks, beans are Chu, and food is the core.

Wine is harmonious, drinking holes are open, and bells and drums are set to enjoy escape.

Da Hou resisted, bowed his head and shot his husband, and made meritorious deeds.

Hit the bull's-eye, you drink to my happy price.

Dance sheng, beat drums and play music to welcome Li Bai.

When the ceremony arrives, there will be a forest, wrapped in silver, and the future is bright.

The battle, each can play, the guest hand in hand, and the room people enter again.

Fill the empty cups and give them to the archers.

At the beginning of the banquet, guests were treated with courtesy, but they were not drunk and their dignity was reversed.

It is said that when you are drunk, you will be graceful, sit still and dance fairy repeatedly.

It is not drunk, it is restrained by prestige. It is said that drunkenness is not about wine, and it is majestic.

Because I'm drunk now, I don't know that all the rules and regulations are out of order.

The guest was drunk, carrying the number and carrying it, messing up my beans and dancing repeatedly.

It is said that I was drunk, didn't know its email, was afraid of Russia and danced many times.

Get drunk and benefit, get drunk and not come out, that's the cut.

Drinking is good, but good posture.

All this drinking, whether drunk or not, is both a prison and a history of aid.

It doesn't matter if you're drunk, but it's shameful if you're not drunk. If you don't follow the instructions, you will not be lazy.

Don't talk to bandits, don't talk to bandits, don't talk to drunkards, and don't have children.

You don't even know how to drink three cups. How dare you persuade him to drink another one?

2, "National Wind Qi Feng July":

Fire is full in July, and clothes are given in September.

The first day I was fat, the next day I was fierce.

No clothes, no brown, why did you die?

On the third and fourth day, I stood on tiptoe.

With my daughter-in-law, I'm glad to see you in the south!

Fire is full in July, and clothes are given in September.

In spring, the sun shines and Amin is in the sky.

The woman followed behind with a basket, begging for soft mulberry?

Spring came and Qi Qi was adopted.

The woman was so sad that she almost took her son home.

Fire is full in July and reeds are full in August.

Silkworm, moon, mulberry, pick up the axe,

I'm afraid of mulberry if I want to cut far and wide.

Singing in July, achievement in August.

I'm Zhu Kongyang. I'm a son.

Beautiful in April, singing in May.

Harvest in August and fall in October.

A day to raccoon, fox, for the child.

The next day, they were still the same, carrying martial arts.

Privately, publicly.

In May, geese move, and in June, pheasants vibrate.

July in the wild, August in the rest, September at home,

October cricket, come down to my bed.

The dome suffocated the mice and stuffed them into the door.

Hey, my wife, she said she wanted to change her age and entered this room.

In June, the food is bitter, and in July, the sunflower and glutinous rice are cooked.

Peel dates in August and get rice in October.

To this end, spring wine, with the help of eyebrows.

Eat melons in July, break pots in August, and uncle in September.

Pay for picking tea and eat my farmer.

Nursery will be built in September and crops will be harvested in October.

The millet is heavy, and the grass is shelled.

Well, I am a farmer. Because I have the same crops, I went to work in the palace.

The day is in the grass and the night is in the rope.

I was so anxious to hitch a ride in the house that I began to broadcast Baigu.

The next day, I cut the ice and rushed, and on the third day, Lingyin was satisfied.

On the fourth day, its flea sacrificed the lamb to the leek.

First frost in September, washing the floor in October.

Friends drink and say they killed the lamb.

Go to the court and call him: Long life is boundless!