Wine poems in Tang poetry

1. There are poems about wine in ancient poetry. Bai Juyi gave my friend Liu a suggestion: There is a touch of wine freshly baked by red and green ants in the quiet stove, and there is a feeling of snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? ? Breaking up in a hotel in Nanjing, Li Bai, a breeze, brought catkins, which made the store sweeter. Wu Ji pressed the wine and advised the guests to enjoy it.

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! ? Weicheng Qu Wang Wei Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. Chu Guangxi, the owner of Xinfeng, has new wine, and the old guests return to the old hall.

Full of fragrance, with flowers to build the north, yingzun color pan-nanxuan bamboo. When the clouds cleared and the moon was clear, the girl in the club solved Qin Zheng.

Drunk and forgotten Baling Road, I suspected Luoyang City in my dream. William Wang luminous glass wine, if you want to drink pipa, you should urge it immediately.

Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times? Li Bai, a teenager in Wuling Mountain, is a young scholar, with a silver saddle and a white horse in the spring breeze. Where the fallen flowers swim, laughing into the Huji wine shop.

Uncle Bai, Xuanzhou Xielou's farewell book to the school left me yesterday, so I can't stay. People who disturb my heart today are more worried. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.

The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon.

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

Li Bai, Lan Ling, Hakka wine tulip, jade bowl amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.

Drinking the bright moon alone Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way. Cen Can old man, 70 years old, still sells wine, with thousands of pots and pans at the door.

Elm pods on the roadside are still like money. Will you pick them to sell wine? When I saw Li Shaofu off, I met him at the guest house and had a good talk. Hotels mean a lot of things, and it snows in Chu Qing. The master won't return until he is drunk.

Do you want to go home at dusk? For Wei Ba, Chu Shi and Du Fu, meeting friends is almost as difficult as meeting the stars in the morning and evening. Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight.

Two men who were young not long ago, but now their temples are gray! It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad. We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again.

You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row. They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip.

Then, when we talked for a while, our daughter drank wine. Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and the morning cooking room.

My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups. But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. .

The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? . How can I solve my troubles? Only Du Kang sings wine. What is life like? 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 Songs" Cao Cao lived like a dream. When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. If you have wine today, you will be drunk tomorrow.

Once I thought of the sunset in Xiting, I was drunk and didn't know the way back. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. The meaning of drunkenness is not wine, but also between mountains and rivers.

For every bosom friend, it is a few glasses of wine, and for lovers, it is more than half a sentence. The road stinks with wine and freezes to death. Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.

And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu.

Gold and white walls buy songs and laugh, and get drunk. -Li Bai's "Recalling the Past and Visiting the County to Join the Army" Chu Lan did not admire Wu Gou and took the wine city head to bid farewell to the old tour.

I am old, so I want to bring my bow and arrow to the ice. -Lu Yin's "Chang 'an Relatives" poem is strange to the enemy, and the wine is cooked and sealed.

-Gao Pian's "Li Di Yi Yun" turned to Jiushen Pill to win wine? Pentaphone music is not like poetry. -Dugou River's "White Hair" was deprived of everything except wine and poetry.

-The platform of Bai Juyi's Ode to the Comrades in the Restaurant was full of troubles and worries, so he wrote the Song of Liangyuan on the wine. -"Liang Yuanyin" also fell four or five times and recited "Tiger Words".

-"Lucheng North Looking for Fan Jushi Lost his Way, Seeing Fan Buying Wine and Picking Xanthium" lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with tiger pearls. But the host can get drunk and not know where he is.

-"Guest Works" is a poem in the wine for 30 years, and things are abrupt. (paragraph "Crying") Fan Zhongyan > A glass of turbid wine went home to Wan Li, but it didn't return home, and it rang all around. In the midst of thousands of difficulties and dangers, the long smoke is lonely and beautiful.

I advise you to drink more wine. The sun rises in the west for no reason. -Wang Wei sent two messengers to Xi 'an to sing my songs, drink my wine and start my home on that green spring day.

-Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recaptured by the imperial army" But we drink to the guests who returned from the camp and play the barbarian's pipa, guitar and harp for him. -Cen Can's "Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home" costs pure wine, with a golden cup of 10,000 copper and a hip flask, and the tracts are mellow and generous.

-Li Bai's "It's hard to spend the morning in spring, but it's hard to walk on a moonlit night". I often pick up the wine and drink it alone. -Bai Juyi's "Pipa Travel" listened to a song of yours today, and temporarily relied on the spirit of a glass of wine.

-Liu Yuxi's "Appreciating Lotte Yangzhou Gift" has a glass of wine late, and the owner offers a long life. -Li He's "Wine", across the spring-wine, while it warms me up, I will remind you how to gamble, where we roll the dice in groups under the crimson lamp.

-Li Shangyin "Untitled" Let's open your window on the garden and talk about Sang Ma with a cup in hand. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village" does not laugh at farmers' wine and wine, but stays in a good time.

-Lu You's "Mountain Creek Village Trip" Wan Li had a glass of turbid wine at home, but Ran Yan didn't lose his mind. -Fan Zhongyan's "Fisherman's Pride" listened to wine several times and woke up drunk at noon.

-Zhang Xian's "Fairy" advises you to bring wine to the sunset and leave a night in the flowers. -Song Qi's "Jade Tower Spring" dream, the balcony is locked high, and the curtains are hung after drinking.

-Yan "Linjiang Xian" When is the bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine. -Where did Su Shi's "Water Tune" wake up tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu.

-Liu Yong's Singin' in the Rain, three cups and two glasses of wine. How could it be that he came late and the wind was urgent? -Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice".

2. What are Wang Han's "Liangzhou Ci" about wine in Tang poetry?

Wine luminous glass,

If you want to drink pipa, hurry up.

Don't laugh when you are drunk on the beach.

Since ancient times, how many people have returned from distant battles?

Li Bai's "DuiJiu"

Pu Tao wine, Jingelo, and 15 horses from Wuji.

Indigo thrush red brocade boots, songs and lyrics.

I was drunk in my arms at the hawksbill banquet. What's the matter with the lotus account?

Bao Fang's mixed feelings

The Han family has been at home for a long time, and all the kings in the world bow down.

Tianma often holds purple flowers, and Hu people offer wine at the age of twenty.

In May, litchi bloomed and left Xiang Jun in the evening.

The goose can't fly to Guiyang Mountain, and the horse crosses Linyi Mountain first.

Ganquan royal fruit hangs down the fairy pavilion, and the sunset is not fragrant.

Everything in the distance is heavy, and everything near is light. Although a chicken is virtuous, it is not as good as a crane.

3. Xin Li, a poet who wrote wine in Tang poetry, was called "a simple and world-weary man" in Biography of Tang People. He wrote in an old battle song:

During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside.

The dark wind blew bursts of sounds, like the pipa of a princess in the Han Dynasty, full of hidden grievances.

Wild cloud Wan Li has no walls, until the sky falls into the vast desert snow.

The sorrowful Hu Yanyan flew through the air, and HUS soldiers were all in tears.

It is said that Yumenguan has blocked the road, so the soldiers can only follow the general around.

Every year, we bury countless bones in the desert, taking advantage of the opportunity to enter the Han Dynasty. We are not only fond of drinking, but also good at wine tasting, and we have written the Classic of Wine and the Book of Wine. He wrote in "Five Titles of Restaurants" (one of which is "The Titles of Hotel Walls"):

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

If we meet endlessly, who will we be empty for? Li Bai, also known as "Poet Fairy" and "Brewmaster", is known as "100 poems about fighting wine" and loves wine very much. Even if he is drunk and writes poetry, he will never forget his beloved wine. He wrote in "wine":

Pu Tao wine, Jingelo, and 15 horses from Wuji.

Indigo thrush red brocade boots, songs and lyrics.

(Wang Dai) (Elvis Presley) The banquet is drunk in your arms. What will happen to the lotus flower? Li Bai not only loves wine, but also is addicted to it. He can't wait to live to be a hundred years old and indulge in wine every day. Xiangyang song is his drunken song. He wrote in Xiangyang Song: "From a distance, the duck head of Hanshui River is green, just like the beginning of Pu Tao. If this river turns into spring wine, it will ruin the mound. ..... "Han Yu, a great poet and scholar who served Lang and Jing in the official department, wrote his careful cultivation of grapes in the poem Pu Tao:

The new work is not half dry, and the overhead is fragmented.

If you want a full plate of horse milk, don't add bamboo to attract dragons. There is a poem "Pu Tao blooms purple pollen and red flowers" in Bai Juyi's "Hundreds of Sleepwalking in Spring Rhymes"; There is a saying in "The Snow Show at the House Night Banquet" that "the wine hook sends the lamp to push the lotus seed, and the candle tears stick to Pu Tao"; There is a poem "Qiang plays willow, Yanji plays" in "Send a gift to Pei, a left-behind man in North County". Among the wine poems in the Tang Dynasty, the most famous is William Wang's Liangzhou Ci. The poem wrote:

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?

4. Poems on wine 1, Gaoshanzhuang in Ming Dynasty.

I drank Keqingshan Mountain Villa this morning, and the wine was freshly squeezed like milk.

Green trees wear windows, birds sing, red stripes brush the ground and flowers can dance.

I had a drink with a group of friends in Qingshan Mountain Villa in the morning. The newly brewed wine is as sweet as milk. Birds on the green trees are singing through the windows, and their voices are endless. Red branches fell to the ground and flowers danced with the wind.

2. Song Yuzhuo,' Korean brothers send flowers to send many storms, and life is full of parting rhyme, ten insulation and the eighth'.

According to the engraving, there is a bunch of flowers and the jar is full of new green wine.

The sun shone on the plates engraved with patterns, and a group of flower jars were filled with delicious new wine.

3, "Liangzhou two, Tang Dynasty Wang Han one".

Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa right away.

At the banquet, mellow grapes and wine were packed in exquisite luminous cups, and geisha played pipa to entertain them. The soldiers were filled with pride at the thought of crossing the horse to kill the enemy and serve the country.

4. "Wine" William Wang in Tang Dynasty.

Crush black crystals with frost, and spring waves bloom.

The sweet pulp is fine red, and the shallow foam is frivolous and bright.

Crushed grapes are like black crystals covered with frost, and the river in early spring shines under the sunset glow. Sweet pulp flows out like red spring water, and slightly floats like frost in early winter.

5. "Wine" Su Kui in Ming Dynasty

The dragon must be a hundred feet pale and the flowers are fragrant.

I don't care about Liangzhou animal husbandry. I recommend Yaochi as the first.

The smoke curled up like a dragon and rose to a height of 100 feet. The wine was refreshing and crystal clear. When you leave Liangzhou, you must leave the first cup of wine comparable to Yaochi water.

5. Poems about wine: Li Bai, wine, gold, Wu Ji, fifteen horses.

Indigo thrush red brocade boots, songs and lyrics. I was drunk in my arms at the hawksbill banquet. What's the matter with the lotus account?

I heard that Xiliangzhou used to be crowded with mulberries and philosophers. Pu Tao wine is ripe and romantic, and the vermicelli floor is red and blue.

It's called Zhuo Nv downstairs and Mochow at the top of the building. The villagers don't know how to leave, and most of them are stagnant.

Shu Ge opened a blessing and held a high banquet, with Babel Nine Treasures in the first place. In front of me, a hundred plays are stirring, and the meatball sword jumps over the frost and snow.

The lion shook his hair and stood upright, and Hu Teng danced softly. Dawan came to offer a red sweat horse, and Zanpu also offered velvet fur.

Once the Yan thieves messed up China, Hehuang didn't leave a mound. Wanli, before Kaiyuan, came to Hangzhou Yuanzhou today.

More than 500 people are difficult to enter Beijing, but there is no shortage in Tian Zi County. Doyle in the west is cool, which hinders repair. I am not ashamed to listen to this song.

Two Wang Hanpu wine luminous cups are written in Liangzhou Ci. If you want to drink pipa, you should urge it immediately. Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.

Tang Bao's mixed feelings made the Han family restless in China for a long time, and all the kings in the world bowed to their knees. Tianma often holds purple flowers, and Hu people offer wine at the age of twenty.

In May, litchi bloomed and left Xiang Jun in the evening. The goose can't fly to Guiyang Mountain, and the horse crosses Linyi Mountain first.

Ganquan royal fruit hangs down the fairy pavilion, and the sunset is not fragrant. Everything in the distance is heavy, and everything near is light. Although a chicken is virtuous, it is not as good as a crane.

The first two poems of Guan embroidery brocade Hull are as black as paint, and the sheep is as ice as an arrow. Pu Tao wine is white, engraved with wax red, and alfalfa root is sweet to gerbils.

Why did you break Khan's right arm? The son of heaven is as bright as the sun. Holding a moustache and satin, you know that is only for Pingrong.

Last year, I moved to the foot of Yinshan Mountain, but I gave up Khan. This year, deep into the barren land, Hu Bing dug out his account and left a bow and knife.

One must show his ambition in life and be loyal to the world for his country. Although the armor is missing gold, the lack of sword can still make you angry.

It takes a long time to fill the grass, and Land Rover should not be the current Land Rover. It was unintentional to seal the marquis, and jade entered the king to see it.

The wheel platform is scattered in the mountains, and the salt in Mohe is flat. * * * Drink grapes and wine, hug each other and dance on the wheel platform.

The title shows that the emperor was drunk and returned to the map. Che Jin Mountain, the husband of Aixing in the whole Song Dynasty, was too heavy to pull, and five flowers hissed out of Changchun Garden. Taiguan gave a banquet for Mount Li, and Saburo came back drunk.

Who will help you at once? Show your eyebrows and look at your aunts. Hong Xiang's arms and hands are weak, and the three horses dare not rush.

The yellow door is full of beauty, and the embroidered hat is spring breeze. I'm afraid I need more than a statue to solve my problem, so I'll stop with a jade pen.

The last horse is Mrs. Wang, and Luan Fan is the maid of Shuangqiongji. Humble, hey hey, I am far away, I hate it.

Chen has nowhere to run, but to the painter, he is a drunkard. There are hundreds of rivers in Zhaoling and several jars of wine in Liangzhou.

The second rhyme is fresh and autumn, and the whole song dynasty-Fang Hui has more than ten frosts in the desert, and the west wind is full of Yulin yellow. Speaking of the North Hakka paddock, pommel horse is still in high spirits.

Camel red milk and Pu Tao wine, cut and get drunk. The disease spread in the south and turned away from business.

People in Ziyang Mountain died of hunger, and the rivers and lakes hurt Akita. Sad songs, looking at the universe at night.

Shui Yunjian returned to Wu Quan's Song Dynasty-Kong Muslim thin horse sang Long song, roared at the donkey, and sat listening to the three armies attacking Diao Dou. There is no need to rush back to the pommel horse, it will be more delicious to me.

Singing the whole song about wine-Lu You-xi poured wine and chewed beans. Unfortunately, Wu Si wrote a new sentence.

Send Xu Zhiquan's songs and poems to Yuezhou-Pinghu Mirror in May and May. Lotus welcomes the golden boat, and wine pours the jade pot pulp.

Clouds have returned to the quiet hills of the king of Qin, and it will rain if the west field is cool. The son of heaven can't be bored and obedient, but he can sing back to health.

Fu in the ancient Song Dynasty-drinking in the Qibao Cup of Yunben, and writing clear words on the golden flower paper. The spring breeze was quiet in the courtyard, and no one saw it. It blew the king's Yu Di.

On the solstice of winter, roommates would worship the whole Song Dynasty-people from Yanshi, Wang Yuanliang competed to see the scholar, and on this day they organized a delegation to go to Jintai. Boil camel marrow with wine, and cook deer fetus with radish soup.

The inkstone and pen are empty, tears are streaming down her face, and the orchestral sound is self-mourning. There are few guests and friends in the snow and cold portal, and the red furnace calls for keeping Thailand.

These 98 Huzhou songs are all poems-Wang Yuanliang's fourth banquet was held in Guanghan, and the wine and color were like Dan. Cut the chicken with a knife and return to the full moon after the feast.

Tongzhou Road is full of songs-Wang Yuanliang is full of autumn clouds, and the poor desert is abandoned by foxes. Watermelons are woven in rattan yellow, and trees are cut when the north is red.

Snow watches anvil people keep far away, and frost camp blows horns to worry about loneliness. I sat in the cellar several times because the wine was ripe.

In spring, there are countless fallen flowers, and in a blink of an eye, it is another spring break. The cuckoo on the green branch is sad and idle, and the teenager's head is white.

Yao Chao sings and plays with cold food, which is limited and romantic once in a hundred years. Tortoise shell banquet, wine; Diligent tea, don't be sorry to help Jin Ou send Pan back to Qionghai County and Qiantang County in the north. What is the matter with you now? Drink your wine and listen to me, "Bai Zhu".

Recalling the past to Huangwan, I became a teacher of Tongzi. The old man wins, and the lobbyist is ashamed of Zhang Yi.

Even the bed is stormy, listening to new poems by candlelight. Speaking of Kim, you really know me well enough.

Living under a stone wall together, the handle of the bucket was moved three times. Get rid of snobbery, and you don't doubt it.

I have always been grateful to the landlord and thought about it. Bundle the books to Qiantang and fold them from there.

Qiantang is a real metropolis, and West Lake is a miracle of the world. Opposite Zhulou, there are thousands of moths on the ground.

Feather is so graceful, you are a virgin. Five graves in front of the building, the horse into the whip.

This kind of wine is drinkable in Zhang Le, but it is precious today. It is better to be prosperous than to be near.

The empty mountain phoenix goes, and the black fox comes. Spring breeze blows the temple, and the green grass gives birth to the barren base.

Why should I start swimming from my son and watch Tao and barbarians? The hard grass is "too mysterious", only for the front of the lotus forest.

Purple pheasant and chrysanthemum, Fang is here. Now that the freemasons are open, the smaller ones will follow suit.

Calm down in front of the prime minister and talk about safety. No foot pestle, no thief.

The feather in the sky is urgent, and the water is dry and the boat is late. Qi Lin shed more tears, and the injured middle-aged man left.

Hong, a Renyi Mountain Villa in Gaoyi, knew his son for a long time and fell down at the sight of him. The world is not harmonious, although the color is common.

There is a garden on the east coast, and its fragrance is well known. Hongliang is a hermit, but Kong Rong loves Hakka and is often poor.

I drank Keqingshan Mountain Villa this morning, and the wine was freshly squeezed like milk. Green trees wear windows, birds sing, red stripes brush the ground and flowers can dance.

The drunkard's intention is not to drink, throw a pot for fencing or play chess. Life is so proud that you know the length of the world.

People studying in Pan Lin picked grapes in Wen Riguan, and Xu Boyou wrote cursive script in Zhangdian. Drunk pens often surprise the public. The same is true of Shi Wen's paintings. I know that calligraphy and painting are interlinked.

Why do grapes come from the West Pole? Branches and vines lead to thousands of feet. As the tallest painter in the world, Shi Wen has his own grape addiction.

At this time, Hao Gui scrambled for the invitation, but turned and walked away. The wine is warm and clear, and you can feel the breath of the gods when swaying.

The host practiced western silk and cloth in the snow.