Poetry about grapes

Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa right away.

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

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Yang Guo Village (Excerpt) Yang Wanli

Both sides of the stone bridge are densely populated, and horses are like rivers, all over the village.

Liu Yang Yin Zhongxin Hotel, a small fishing boat under the grape trellis.

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He Xinlang (excerpt) Ye Mengde

Jiangnan dream breaks hengjiangzhu.

The waves stuck to the sky, the grapes turned green, and it rained in the air.

In front of the infinite building, there is a wave of meaning. Who will bring the flowers?

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Young men under siege (excerpt)

The day before yesterday, the post posted a chapter saying that Chang Anchun had come early.

When Yan first arrived at the palace, the grapes were in full bloom.

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Xiangyang Song (Excerpt) Li Bai

Looking at the duck head green in Hanshui from a distance is like the beginning of grapes. If this river turns into spring wine, it will be a rotten mound.

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Qingpingle (Excerpt) Zhao Changqing

Grapes are full of glass. I got a drunken reward. The waves rolled the sunset red, and the pool light flew on the curtain.

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Bao Dingxian (excerpt) Liu Chenweng

Yangming Guang Lian first. The shade is frozen and the red light is scattered. Soak ten miles of grapes a month.

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Qi Tianle (excerpt) Wen Tianxiang

South Tower turns to Yinhe Shu, and Yu Di blows plum early. Parrots are sunny, grapes are warm, and a ray of Xiang Yan is clear.

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Nanpu (excerpt) Wang

Stop being a gentleman, Nanpu. Cui Mei once showed shallow wave marks. Let's go back to the old place, but add a few pieces of red. After the rain, the grapes are fresh, so pat the gulls lightly.

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Dr. Xie Fenzhou Tian sent a velvet felt grape medicine box.

The basket is sealed with purple grapes, and the barrel is white and fluffy. Lie down and warm up to be healthy, including eliminating teeth and avoiding labor.

It's hard to be tall without weighing clothes. When I first started writing poetry, my mind was cold.

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Sword servant with poem

Robin flew into the well with grapes in her mouth. Beautiful women are afraid to go and look at the shutter.