What are some poems about a person drinking alone?

1. "One of Four Poems for Drinking Alone Under the Moon"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Toast a glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.

The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.

While the moon is about to be shadowed, we must have fun until spring.

My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.

They make love when they are awake, but they disperse when they are drunk.

We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.

Translation: Bring a pot of fine wine and place it among the flowers, drinking it by yourself without any friends or relatives. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon and become three people facing the figure. Of course Mingyue doesn't know how to drink, and her figure just follows me.

I had no choice but to become drinking companions with them temporarily. If I want to have fun, I must seize the beautiful spring time. I sing and the moon lingers, and I dance and my figure is scattered. We rejoice together when we are awake, but separate when we are drunk. I would like to form a friendship with them forever that will forget the pain, and meet by the misty Milky Way.

2. "Xijiang Moon·The World is a Big Dream"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The world is a big dream, and there are several cool autumns in life. At night, the wind leaves are already singing. Look at the brows and temples.

When the wine is cheap, I often worry about the lack of guests, and the moonlight is blocked by clouds. Who is alone with *** during the Mid-Autumn Festival? He looked northward sadly.

Translation: Everything in the world seems like a big dream. How many cool autumns have you experienced in your life? At night, the sound of the wind blowing the leaves echoed in the corridor. Looking at myself, there were a few more silver threads on my brows and temples. The wine is not good, but it makes me less worried about the guests. Although the moon is bright, it is always covered by clouds. On this Mid-Autumn Festival night, who can enjoy this wonderful moonlight with me? I could only pick up the wine glass and look sadly to the north.

3. "Drinking·Part 4"

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

The autumn chrysanthemums are beautiful, and the dew on their clothes reveals their beauty.

I forget my worries and my worldly feelings are far away from me.

Although the cup is empty, the cup will overturn when the cup is empty.

The sun is moving among the flocks, and the returning birds are singing in the forest.

Xiao Ao Dongxuan, chatting about regaining this life.

Translation: Autumn chrysanthemums are in full bloom and bright, moist with dew. The taste of chrysanthemum bubble wine is more beautiful, and the feeling of avoiding vulgarity is deeper. With one swipe, he drained the wine in the cup, then poured the wine into the cup with the flask. At sunset, all living things cease, and returning birds sing happily to the forest. Sing to your heart's content under the east window, and spend this life happily for the time being.

4. "Climbing High"

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The wind is strong, the apes high in the sky whistle in mourning, and the white birds fly back from the clear sand in Zhugong.

Boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.

Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage.

Hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples, and my new wine glass becomes muddy.

Translation: The wind is strong and the sky is high. The cries of the apes are very sad. There are birds circling on the riverbank with clear water and white sand. The endless trees are dropping their fallen leaves rustlingly, and the Yangtze River is rolling and rushing. I feel sad about the autumn scenery, wandering thousands of miles and being a guest all year round. I have been plagued by diseases throughout my life and now I am alone on the high platform. After going through hardships and bitterness, my hair has grown white on my temples, and my heart is full of decadence and I have stopped drinking wine to drink my sorrow.

5. "Su Muzhe (blue sky, yellow leaves on the ground)"

Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

Blue sky, yellow leaves on the ground, waves of autumn colors, The cold smoke is green on the waves.

The mountains reflect the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

The soul of the dark country is thinking about traveling. Unless every night, good dreams leave people to sleep.

I rested and leaned alone high in the Mingyue Tower. The wine filled my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness.

Translation: The blue sky with green clouds and the earth with flying yellow leaves. The autumn scenery is reflected in the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are covered with cold smoke and green. The distant mountains are bathed in the sunset sky and connected to the river. The grass on the shore seems to be ruthless, and it is outside the setting sun.

I miss my hometown silently and feel sad, and the lingering thoughts of traveling abroad are difficult to dismiss. Unless you have a good dream every night, you can get a moment of comfort. When the bright moon shines on the high-rise building, don't rely on yourself. Pick up a glass of wine to wash away your sadness, but it will all turn into tears of lovesickness.