Poems describing drunkards

1. Wine debts are common, and life is seventy years old.

It's from Du Fu's "Two Poems of Qujiang. Part II" in the Tang Dynasty.

Spring clothes are worn in the morning, and Jiang Tou is drunk every day. Wine debts are common, and life is 7 years old.

the butterfly with flowers is deeply seen, and the dragonfly flies slowly with water. The scenery of the message is flowing, and it is not contrary to the temporary reward.

Interpretation:

Every day when you return from the DPRK, you should dress up and sell wine. I often go to Qujiang to raise a glass and drink, and I am drunk. Alcohol debts are owed everywhere, which is an ordinary trivial matter. People can live to 7 years old, and it is rare in ancient times. I only saw butterflies flying around in the depths of the flowers, dragonflies flying slowly on the water, and tapping the water from time to time. I want to pass the word on to the world, hoping that people will enjoy themselves with such beautiful spring scenery. Although it is a temporary reward, don't violate it!

2. If you have wine in life, you should be drunk. A drop has never reached Jiuquan.

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Qing Ming Day Drinks by Gao Zhu in Song Dynasty. There are many graveyards in the north and south hills, and the Qingming Festival is different. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.

at sunset, the fox sleeps on the grave, and at night, his children smile at the lamp. Enjoy your wine and get intoxicated as long as you have your days, Not a single drop you could taste after your life in the graves.

Interpretation:

On Qingming Day, people are busy going to the graves and offering sacrifices to sweep in the northern part of Nanshan. The burnt paper ashes are flying around like white butterflies, crying sadly, just like the cuckoo will spit out blood when it cries.

At dusk, the quiet cemetery is desolate, only the fox lies on the grave and sleeps. At night, the children who come back from the grave are laughing and laughing in front of the lamp. Therefore, people should drink wine when they are alive and enjoy it when they are blessed. After death, how can a drop of wine that children sacrifice to the grave ever flow to the underworld?

3. Send a message to Dongyang wine market to get drunk, and now I am happy with the tears of his new year.

fisherman's pride, light rain and fine wind written by Zhu Fu in Song Dynasty

Light rain and fine wind are in the smoke of ten thousand willows. Love trees and wet flowers can't afford to fly, so I'm extremely worried, and spring pays off to the east.

how much time can you have in 9 years? Scarabs leave nothing to be desired. Send a message to dongyang wine market, get drunk, and now I am happy to cry in his new year.

Interpretation:

Continuous drizzle and slight wind, thousands of families are hidden in the dense shade of willow trees. The wet petals stick to the branches and stop flying. My heart is full of sorrow, and together with the spring scenery, I pay the river to flow eastward. How long can ninety days stay? It's impossible to keep the spring scenery after all the scarabs have been removed. Tell the wine seller in dongyang city that now he just wants to get drunk, no matter today's joy becomes his tears.

4. Nobody wears flowers, drinks or drinks.

It's from "The Jade Case: Stop Needlework on Social Day Every Year" by Huang Gongshao in Song Dynasty.

Stop Needlework on Social Day every year. How can you bear to see, fly in pairs. It's half spring in Jiangcheng today. A suit is still there, deep in the chaotic mountains, by the lonely creek bridge.

whose needle and thread is broken in the spring shirt? Little by little, full of tears. The setting sun loosens the saddle and the grass shore. No one wears flowers, no one advises wine, and no one cares about drunkenness.

Interpretation:

On the day of the Spring Festival every year, women stop sewing. How can she bear to see Chun Yan, who flies and lives together? Today, most of the spring scenery in Jiangcheng has passed, and I am still alone in the depths of the chaotic mountains, standing lonely by the stream.

The spring shirt is worn out. Who will mend my needle and thread? Little by little, I shed my Man Chun shirt with tears. At sunset, I took off my saddle and stood on the lush river bank. Although there were flowers, no one wore them. Although there were fine wines, no one advised me to hold them. Even if I was drunk, no one took care of them.

5, a pot of wine, a pole, how many people are happy.

It's from The Fisherman's Waves Intent on a Thousand Miles of Snow by Li Yu in the Five Dynasties.

The waves are interested in a thousand miles of snow, and the peach blossoms are silent. A pot of wine, a pole body, how many people are happy?

Interpretation:

Thousands of miles of waves on the river are rolling like snow, and rows of peach blossoms on the shore are in full bloom, and the spring is strong. How many people in the world are so free and happy with a pot of wine and a fishing rod in their hands?

6. There are still peach blossoms on the flowing water, and bamboo leaves are drunk before you leave.

It's from Liu Yuxi's "Memorizing Jiangnan and Going in Spring" in the Tang Dynasty.

Going in spring, thanks to the people of Los Angeles. Weak willows are suspicious of the wind, and the bushes are like towels. Sitting alone also includes swish.

spring is gone, and * * * cherishes the sunny year. There are still peach blossoms on the flowing water, and bamboo leaves are drunk before the words. Just wait to see the sky.

Interpretation:

It's a pity that spring has passed in a hurry. When you leave, thank the people in Luoyang City. Weak willow branches dancing in the wind are like waving their hands, and clusters of orchids are covered with white dew like soaked headscarves, covering their faces and laughing alone, as if they were angry.

It's a pity that spring has passed in a hurry. Let's cherish this gorgeous and beautiful time together! I saw that there were still peach blossoms falling on the running water, even if they were filled with bamboo leaf green wine and drunk in front of the glass. I just hope I can wait until the rain clears and the sky is clear again.