What is the name of the "hotel" in ancient poetry?

Five poems in the restaurant (one on the hotel wall)

Luoyang has no government, and Chang 'an lacks a master.

Gold is not sold out, only for poor restaurants. & lt-

Drinking for a long time is not a matter of saving your energy.

Why not wake up alone when you see someone drunk?

Bamboo leaves are even green, and Pu Tao is red.

If we meet endlessly, who will we be empty for?

Know how to drink, but Mo Qiang leads everyone.

Sleep on the stove, and the horizontal urn is enough to sleep.

If you have a guest, you must teach him to drink. If you have no money, don't sell it.

I'm ashamed of the restaurant because I've been talking for a long time. & lt-

Du Fu and Song are drinking.

Knowing that Zhang rode like a boat, he was dazzled and sank into the bottom of the well.

Ruyang rises from the sky three times, and the road drools at the door of the car, wishing it could not be sealed to Jiuquan.

Drinking like a whale costs thousands of dollars, and a cup of music is called a saint.

Zong Zhi, a handsome boy, looked up at the sky with white eyes, as bright as Yushu before the wind.

Before Su Jin Dynasty embroidered Buddha in Changzhai, he often liked to escape Zen when he was drunk.

Li Bai wrote a hundred poems in a bucket and went to sleep in a restaurant in Chang 'an. & lt-

The son of heaven didn't get on the boat, calling himself Brewmaster.

Zhang Xu handed down three cups of grass, and before he took off his hat and showed his head to the maharaja, he threw the paper like a cloud.

Jiao sui's five fights are outstanding, and it is about four banquets.

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. & lt-

Li Bai broke up in a hotel in Nanjing