Poetry related to drinking.

1, it is better to drink, relatively drunk and tired. -Don Bai Juyi, "Why don't you come and drink?"

Quanshi: Don't hide in the mountains, but feel sorry for yourself. The tooth wound faces the water and looks bitter and frosty at night. Fishing goes away and the wind comes, and firewood is covered with snow and rocks. Why don't you come for a drink? You are drunk and tired.

2, often borrow scenery to drink, strong heart to become famous. -Tang Li Bai, "Give My Brother Nanping Taishouyuan"

The whole poem: the teenager is dissatisfied and down and out. I want to be your son, and I want to catch fish and swallow them. Drinking often attracts scenery, which strengthens the heart and makes the name sparse. People at the bottom of Lansheng valley don't hoe, and clouds roll in the mountains. The emperor of the Han family galloped forward, and the Red Army met the enemy in Shu Road. Nine saints in Tianmen, the dragon's face is everywhere. Long live Tong Ting and thank He Ming for his downfall. Hanlin wrote a letter back to Le Ying. Who can see the towering pavilion? Cheng En entered Yintai Gate first, and wrote the Golden Hall alone. The dragon hook is carved with stirrups and white jade saddles, like a gold plate on the bed. At that time, people who laughed at me for being stingy came to invite me to have sex. Once I was sick, I swam across rivers and seas, and I knew a few people in the past. The front door is long and the back door is closed. Make friends today and change tomorrow. I love junshan's heart, and I do what your fans do. Dreaming of spring grass growing in the pond made me pay a long price for writing poetry. Don't spread it to the sea in the future, and you can see why the sheep is in harmony with it.

3, poetry in the snow is biased, and drinking in the forest is unique. -Tang Sikongshu's "Send Uncle Every Other Day".

Quan Shi: I felt depressed in the capital, but my uncle once knew my last study. Poetry in the snow is partial and rewarding, and drinking in the forest is unique. Tourists are tired of the old spring scenery, and the poor still cherish the shadow of the sunset. Who do you want to report to if you want to go back to the mountains?

4, reading is not as good as classics, drinking is not as good as drinking tea. -Tang Gao Shi, "Stay in the same group as Kaizen Temple and give Chen Sixteen Houses"

The whole poem: driving abroad and spending the summer at a monk's house. Pei Huilong looked at the elephant side and only looked at the fragrant forest. Reading is not as good as classics, and drinking is not as good as drinking tea. You know this, and you have never searched the cassock. Talk empty and forget foreign things, and abstain from all evil. It was unintentional, it was just a moonlight.

5. Don't get drunk when drinking, but get drunk. -Tang Gao Shi, "Shang Qi sent Wei Sicang to slide on the platform"

The whole poem: if you don't quit drinking, you will feel more comfortable when you are drunk. Who knows not far away, finally missed the poor autumn. See you outside the sliding table, and the water is flowing in front of you. Look back when you leave. Storms are all water.

6, drinking, scribbling. -Tang Wei Wuying's "Answer Slave Chongyang Two Nephews"

Whole poem: I was stupid when I left my post, and I forgot to make any noise when I was playing. The mountain stream is barren and the bamboo shadow is clear. Poor people live in wet fireworks, and there are countless ripe pears and dates. Wind and rain float in the hut, wormwood has no melon garden. The group is happy and doesn't feel too dizzy. Sometimes, when you look at Xiaomi, the sunset goes to the autumn plain. Drinking freely and writing crazily. Once in Yilan province, I lived in Fan Yuan for three years. Reply to all disciples, each chapter is full of enthusiasm. The West Park is closed for shooting, and the South Pool is opposite Fang Zun. Yubi and Liu Hai Shuang Ling handed over the yam. Reading is different from this. I'm disappointed to say it again. Chongyang lives in a conservative way, while Ziyou travels to xiang yuan. There are algae in the seal, which is extremely far from the touch of the soul. I don't know when I can see you, but there are tears on my clothes.

7, ancient sages, drinking is no longer suspected. -Don Dai Shulun's Feeling

The whole poem: The host drank your wine and advised you to disobey. But when you tried your best, you didn't reply. Life is a hundred years, when can we meet? There are no flowers on the branches. Yesterday was full, but today it is getting thinner. Flowers bloom and fall, and people are old. Ancient sages have no doubt about drinking.

8, there is no fixed class for reading, and drinking is not good. -Song Luyou's "Idle Thinking"

The whole poem: the spirit of sleeping beautifully is full, and the heart is empty and angry. There is no fixed course for reading, and drinking is not addictive. Sitting in Dong Xuan every day, always going to Zhu Bei. Under the strange fat, the side hat listens to the autumn warbler.

9. I hope I am strong and drink a lot every morning and evening. -Song Luyou's "Idle Thinking"

Poem: No need to plug the Yellow River or leave Zhou Ding. I hope that you are full of wine and food at home, and you wake up day and night; Don't wear a crown like a dustpan, don't print like a bucket, hope to be strong and drink often at night. There is a lot of forgiveness in the creation, and the abuse drama is step by step, and often the dust settles after a few months. I've been drinking all my life, and I'm invincible, and I've had a hundred dripping storms. The creation wants to wake up and is trapped. This old waking mad king is unknown.

10, drinking is not multiple and quantitative, and countless poems add new axes. -Song Chen hired "Man Jianghong"

The whole poem: When the sun is thin and the clouds are light, the sky will meet in the valley of prayer. People are in high spirits and full of praise, and the breeze is Xu Lai. There is not much wine, and countless poems add new axes. It's silly of me to laugh at the ancients. You are not vulgar. Xiechuan Road is very familiar. The yellow flowers are here, and it is enough to change your mind. Ask Yuan Ming who will belong to him after he leaves. In SHEN WOO's dream of dressing, Jianghu fishing and talking happily. But from now on, it will spread even more. Who can restrain it?