Li Qingzhao's wine poems

1. Poems about wine Li Qingzhao had a shower last night, and she slept soundly without removing the residual wine. -Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream, Last Night's Storm"

Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his coming late and rushing! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. -Li Qingzhao's "Slow Sound Search"

Who and * * *? Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy. -Li Qingzhao's "Liang Zhu, Warm Rain, Sunny Wind, Breaking the Frozen First"

Wake up after drinking, sleep in the spring, dream away. -Li Qingzhao's "Bitterness, Night Drunk, Late Makeup Removal"

Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken. -Li Qingzhao's "Partridge Day, Cold Day, Rustling on the Window"

Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems. -Li Qingzhao's "Forever Happiness, Sunset Melts Gold"

The fragrance has been broken, and the wine has been left. -Li Qingzhao's "Remembering Qin E Yong Tong"

The wine is delicious and sour, just like a person's arms. -Li Qingzhao's "Dead Merchants"

Forgot to leave, the wine is deep and the wine is shallow. -Li Qingzhao's "When Hualian dies, tears are wet and Luo Yi's powder is full"

Not afraid of the wind and rain, just say, cook wine and write flowers. -Li Qingzhao's "Transfer to Fang Ting Cao Fang Pond"

2. Li Qingzhao's wine-related word "Looking for Slow Sound"

Year: Song Author: Li Qingzhao

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

Like a dream. It suddenly blew and rained last night.

Year: Song Author: Li Qingzhao

Last night, the wind and rain broke out suddenly, and I slept soundly and didn't eliminate the residual wine. I asked the shutter man, but Haitang is still the same. Know what? Know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

"butterfly lovers, tears are wet and Luo Yi is full of powder."

Year: Song Author: Li Qingzhao

Tears wet Luo clothes full of powder. "Four Folds at Yangguan", sung all over Qian Qian. The humanities mountain is long, and the water is broken. Mix Yuwei Wengu Hall

Farewell, hurt, confused. Forgot to leave, the wine is deep and the wine is shallow. So as to pass the audio book to the geese. Donglai is not as far as Penglai.

Butterfly lovers, endless nights, less pleasure.

Year: Song Author: Li Qingzhao

There is not much joy at night. Empty dream of Chang 'an, recognize Chang 'an Road. In order to report a good spring this year. Flowers and the moon should be photographed together.

Casual cups and plates are sloppy. The wine is delicious and sour, just like a person's arms. Don't laugh when you are drunk. Poor spring is like a person getting old.

Bodhisattva, it's still early spring when the wind is soft.

Year: Song Author: Li Qingzhao

The wind is soft, spring is still early, and the shirt is in a good mood. I feel slightly cold when I sleep, and plum blossoms are on my temples.

Where is my hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. Burning when lying in water, the fragrance will not disappear.

Partridge days, cold days, rustling, locking windows.

Year: Song Author: Li Qingzhao

When the window is closed in cold weather, the phoenix tree hates night frost. Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken.

Autumn has passed, the days are still long, and Zhong Xuanhuai is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk than to stay at a respectful distance from others. Don't be negative.

Yong Yu le Xi yang Rong Jin

Year: Song Author: Li Qingzhao

The sunset melts into gold, and the clouds merge, where are people? Dye willow smoke, blow plum flute and complain, how much spring you know. Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, there is no second wind and rain. Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems.

Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five. Pave the green crown, twist the golden snow willow, cluster and fight for Chu. Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.

Nian nu jiao wa yuan

Year: Song Author: Li Qingzhao

Depressed courtyard, oblique wind and drizzle, heavy doors must be closed. Fondling willow flowers to eat cold food, all kinds of nasty weather. Writing a poem is a leisurely taste. When you spend too much money, it's hard to get rid of a thousand worries.

It was chilly in the spring for a few days upstairs, and curtains were hung on all sides, so the jade work was unintentional. Dream Leng Xiang's new dream. Go to sleep and don't be sad. Clear dew and morning flow, new tung is introduced at the beginning, and how much spring comes. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the smoke is filled, but today the sun is brighter.

3. Poems about wine Li Qingzhao fell suddenly in heavy rain last night and slept soundly without leaving wine.

-Li Qingzhao's "Like a dream, last night's storm suddenly" three cups and two glasses of wine, how can he have a night breeze! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. -Li Qingzhao's "Looking for a Slow Voice" Who is drunk and poetic? Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy.

-Li Qingzhao's "Liang Zhu, Warm Rain, Sunny Wind, Early Breaking the Frozen" is drunk and smoked, and the dream is far away. -Li Qingzhao's "Resentment, Night Drunk, Late Makeup Removal" Wine cellar prefers group tea to be bitter and dreams are broken.

-Li Qingzhao's "Partridge Day, Cold Day, Rustling on the Window" came to call the car and thanked the wine friends for their poems. -Li Qingzhao's "Forever Happiness, Sunset Melts Gold" has a bad feeling of breaking the fragrance and leaving the wine.

-Li Qingzhao's "Yi Qin E Yong Tong" is delicious and sour, just like being hugged. -Li Qingzhao's "Die Hua Lian Shang Zhao Si Qin" was forgotten, and the wine was deep and shallow.

-Li Qingzhao's "Dead Hua Lian is full of tears and powder" is not afraid of wind and rain, but only says, boil hops. -Li Qingzhao's Fang Ting, the Transferor by the Pond in Cao Fang.

4. What are Li Qingzhao's wine-related poems? 1. Li Qingzhao's poems related to wine are: (1) Always remembering the sunset in Xiting, I don't know where to go.

Like a dream, I often think of the sunset in Xiting. I once remembered that Xiting was so drunk that I couldn't find my way home at sunset. (2) It was raining last night, and suddenly the wind blew, and I slept deeply without leaving any wine.

Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

Last night, although the rain was sparse, the wind kept blowing. I slept soundly all night, but I still felt a little drunk after waking up. So I asked the maid who was rolling blinds what was going on outside, and she only said to me, "Begonia flowers are still the same."

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be lush green leaves and withered red flowers. (3) After dusk, Dongli wine is full of dark fragrance.

Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju. -Drunken shadows, mist, thick clouds, sorrow forever translation: Dongli drinks until dusk, and the fragrance of Huang Ju overflows his sleeves.

Don't say clear autumn doesn't hurt people. The west wind rolls a bead curtain, and the people in the curtain are thinner than the yellow flowers. (4) Say goodbye to the injury and never forget to leave. The wine lamp is deep and shallow.

It's better to read books in yan zhen than Penglai in the east. I was very confused when I left, and I didn't know how the two sisters drank the farewell wine when they left. I don't know whether the wine in that cup is deep or shallow.

Finally, I ask my sisters that you should send the news to the past geese to comfort my heart. After all, Donglai is not as far as Penglai. (5) Warm rain, sunny weather and wind have broken the initial hard ice, and the plum blossoms have made me feel the heart of spring.

Who and * * *? Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy. Warm rain and warm wind sent away a trace of winter chill.

Willow leaves are growing, plum blossoms are in full bloom, and spring is coming. This dignified young woman has also been awakened by this spring.

Without a lover, who can talk about wine and poetry with him? Tears ran down the young woman's cheeks, leaving powder on her face. (6) Drunk makeup remover in the evening, plum calyx inserted with residual branches.

Wake up after drinking, sleep in the spring, dream away. I got drunk at night, took off my makeup and fell asleep before taking off my clothes, and the branches of plum blossoms were still jumping on my bun.

The rich fragrance of flowers awakened me from drunkenness, and my heart was filled with infinite melancholy. I haven't reached my hometown yet, because the fragrance of flowers shocked my dream.

(7) Where are people when the sunset melts into gold and the clouds merge? Dye willow smoke, blow plum flute and complain, how much spring you know.

Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, there is no second wind and rain. Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems.

The sunset glow is golden, like molten gold water, and the color of the sunset glow is blue, as bright as jasper. The scenery is so beautiful, but where am I now? The new willow leaves are like smoke, and the plum blossoms sound bitter.

The breath of spring has been exposed. But how do we know that there will be no wind and rain in this harmonious weather of Lantern Festival? Those drinkers and poets came to meet them in splendid chariots and horses, and I could only respond politely, because I was depressed and agitated.

(8) In the courtyard at dusk, there is sadness and anxiety. When you wake up, you will feel sad about the past. How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed?

Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly. -Hang Xiangzi Tian, translated: The courtyard at dusk gives people a bleak feeling. After waking up, the past emerged and my heart was even more sad.

How can you stand the long night and the bright moon shining on this empty bed? Listening to the sound of smashing clothes in the distance, the long shrill cry of crickets and the long leaking sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.

(9) Nature may be intentional, so the moon is taught beautifully. * * * bounty honor green ant, don't get drunk. This flower is inferior to the flowers in the group.

-the pride of the fisherman Li Xue knows the letter to the translator in spring: naturally, there may be preferences. She loves this delicate plum blossom as a foil, which makes the moonlight so bright, clear and exquisite and spread all over the earth. Let's raise our glasses and have a drink. On this beautiful night full of snow, let's enjoy the wine tasting and enjoy the plum blossoms, and never get drunk.

You know, a hundred flowers are blooming, and no one is inferior to plum blossoms. (10) Depressed courtyard, oblique wind and drizzle, heavy doors must be closed.

Fondling willow flowers to eat cold food, all kinds of nasty weather. Writing a poem is a leisurely taste.

When you spend too much money, it's hard to get rid of a thousand worries. -Nian Nujiao Chun Qing translation: In the depressed and deserted courtyard, the oblique wind and drizzle, the courtyard door is closed.

The beautiful flowers are about to open in spring, and the delicate willows are gradually dyed green. The Cold Food Festival is coming, and it's annoying again. Deliberating on strange rhythms and writing poems, waking up from intoxicated wine, or idling about boring emotions, don't care.

The flying geese flew by, but the words in their hearts were hard to believe.

5. Li Qingzhao's "Drinking Poems" ● Partridge days Li Qingzhao's cold window is rustling, and Wutong should hate night frost.

Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken. Autumn has passed, and the days are still long.

Zhong Xuanhuai is much more desolate. It's better to get drunk than to stay at a respectful distance from others. Don't be negative.

Appreciation of Li Qingzhao's Ci is a typical work in Yi 'an's later period, which is about autumn scenery and homesickness. From beginning to end, I began to write homesickness from drunkenness, full of sadness and sadness.

The first two sentences of this word are written on the buttonwood tree in cold weather, revealing infinite desolation. "Sasha Vujacic" here means depression and loneliness.

"The window of the zoo" is a window lattice carved with a chain pattern. The word "up" means that the cold weather is getting up and the light is slowly climbing up the window lattice, which means that the author has been watching the shadow of the sun for a long time and is bored.

Indus withers early and leaves in autumn. "Hate frost" means hate frost falling from leaves. Vegetation is ignorant, so the hatred of phoenix tree is actually the hatred of human beings.

Thus, the scenery is used to express feelings, depicting the author's loneliness and loneliness. Because I was in a bad mood, I had to drown my sorrows in wine. I was drunk and drunk. I couldn't help falling asleep. When I wake up, I feel the fragrance on my chest refreshing.

Three or four sentences are marked with the words "happy" and "appropriate" respectively, which seems to write happy, but in fact it is not happy but sad. "Stop drinking" refers to the time when drinking ends.

"Group tea" is tea cake. In the Song Dynasty, there was a group of dragons and phoenixes specially made for tributes, with dragon and phoenix patterns printed on it, which was the most precious. Tea can relieve alcohol; I like bitter tea very much, which shows that I have drunk a lot of wine; Drinking too much wine means you are worried.

"Rui Xiong", also known as borneol, is distilled from borneol wood. On the surface, "escape" seems to mean pleasant fragrance, but in fact, just like the cold weather in the first sentence, it is to write about the silence of the environment by fragrance, because only in a cold and silent environment can the fragrance of fragrance be more easily distributed, thus becoming deeper and stronger, so that people can clearly feel it.

The last narrative focus is the writer's personal feelings about autumn, which is the reality of drinking. The allusions of the sentence "Zhong Xuan" reflect RoyceWong's homesickness.

RoyceWong was born in Gaoping, Yang Shan (now Zouxian, Shandong). /kloc-at the age of 0/7, he went to Jingzhou according to Liu Biao and was not taken seriously. He once climbed a building in Dangyang County, Hubei Province, and wrote the famous Ode to Climbing a Building, expressing his depressed mood of unfulfilled ambition and homesickness. These two sentences express the bitterness and homesickness of the poet wandering alone.

In late autumn, people will feel sad, and when they are homesick, their mood will naturally be more bleak. The two function words "you" and "Geng", which describe subjective hallucinations and inner feelings, both aggravate the description of homesickness.

This sentence is for detachment. It was late autumn, chrysanthemums were in full bloom outside the hedge, and the golden petals were dazzling, which reminded her of a poem by Tao Qian, a poet of the Jin Dynasty, "Picking chrysanthemums under the hedge, and seeing Nanshan leisurely", and explained to herself that it was impossible to go home, so it was better to drink before the wine and live up to Qiu Guang, who was proud of the hedge chrysanthemum.

"With points" means casual, casual. The reason for drinking in the next film is an explanation of drunkenness in the last film: I used wine to drown my sorrows, but I pretended to be philosophical, and the superficial philosophical thinking actually implied infinite homesickness.

Li Qingzhao's first poem was written in his later years in Vietnam. The homesickness revealed in the poem is mixed with the sadness of the loss and displacement of the old country, and the anxiety is deeper. ● Like a dream, Li Qingzhao had a shower last night.

Deep sleep won't leave a hangover. Asked the shutter man, he said, "Haitang is still there."

You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat and thin! Li Qingzhao's poem Ci Pin contains characters, scenes and dialogues, which fully shows the language expressive force of Song Ci and the poet's talent. "It rained last night and suddenly it blew" means it rained last night and blew badly.

Sparse means sparse writing, not the usual sparse meaning. It's spring, and the famous flowers are just right, but the wind and rain are coming, so I'm in a bad mood and can't sleep, so I can only drown my sorrows by drinking.

I drank too much and slept like a log. As a result, I woke up and it was already dawn.

But last night's mood, but has been like a chest, so we have to ask those things hanging in our hearts together. So, she asked the maid who cleaned the house and opened the blinds: What happened to Begonia? The maid took a look and smiled and replied, "Yes, Haitang hasn't changed at all after a night of wind and rain!" Hearing this, the hostess sighed angrily: "Silly girl, do you know that there are fewer red begonia flowers and more green ones?" ? "This dialogue shows what poetry and painting can't, and shows the complex expression and tone of the boudoir that hurts spring and is easy to spring. It can be described as a vivid pen.

Taking "deep sleep" and "residual wine" as a bridge, the author wrote the time change and psychological evolution from white night to dawn. Then a "roller blind" skillfully and appropriately broke the dawn of the day.

However, the person who asked the shutter didn't mention anything, only revealed the answer. It's really wonderful, without trace.

Poets are happy for flowers, sad for flowers, drunk for flowers, and angry for flowers. In fact, they are hurting and cherishing spring, using flowers as a metaphor to lament that their youth is fleeting. ● Bodhisattva Li Manqing has a soft wind, it is still early in spring, and his shirt is in a good mood.

I feel slightly cold when I sleep, and plum blossoms are on my temples. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk.

Lie in the water and burn it, and the fragrance will not disappear. Appreciation of Li Qingzhao's Ci is the author's works in his later years, which expresses his deep homesickness.

"Spring is still early" means that spring has just arrived. Although the sunshine is still weak, the wind has become soft, not as strong as in winter, and the weather is getting warmer. In the early spring in the south, people changed into shirts and were very happy.

Three or four sentences were written after waking up during the day. "I feel a little cold, because I just' slept' and was still in early spring.

The plum blossom inserted in the sideburns has fallen. Winter has passed, the spring breeze is leisurely and quiet, and the emotional tone is pleasant.

The next film is homesickness and sudden change of mood. "Where is my hometown" not only means that my hometown is far away from my hometown, but also includes the action of "looking for my hometown". That is to say, I don't know how many times the author led me north by the neck and looked at my hometown day and night.

The sentence "You forget when you are drunk" is plain, but it is extremely profound and painful. To drown one's sorrows by drinking shows that one can forget his hometown only when he is drunk, but he misses his hometown all the time when he is awake.

"Forget" just means that you can't forget. Here, irony adds a twist, which makes this meaning more intense: it is precisely because homesickness has tortured the author unbearable, so we can only temporarily forget it through drunkenness, which shows how strong it has become.

The reason why the author has the idea and action of "forgetting" is not only to get rid of homesickness temporarily, but also related to the almost hopeless return to his hometown: when he returns to a certain period, he will have hope and will not think of forgetting; Only when there is no hope of going home and the people you miss add to the pain, do you think it is better to forget. I dare not think, but I can't.

6. Looking for Li Qingzhao's poems and songs about' wine' Huanxisha-Li Qingzhao's cup is dark amber, and it melts before getting drunk.

You should come late when you are relaxing. [size=5][/size] The brain is fragrant and dreams are broken. The cold golden bun is loose, and the candle is red when you wake up.

I suggest you have a glass of wine. If you are drunk today, relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, and there is a piece of Bing Xin in the jade pot. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! Lanling wine tulip, jade bowl will be filled with amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.

And my singing voice is loud, my capacity for drinking is deep, and I am a singer of wine. My purpose for wine lies in the geometry of life. With the heart of Le Yan guests, there is no flower and no wine, and the interest is as bleak as a wild monk. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.

I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering. After returning to the boat in the evening, I strayed into the depths of the lotus, and fought for the ferry, and a pool of gulls rose.

Last night, the rain suddenly dispersed, and a deep sleep did not eliminate the residual wine. I asked the shutter man, but Haitang is still there. You know, it should be green, fat, red and thin. It comes from a pot of wine among the flowers and I drink it 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.

I sang. The moon encouraged me, and my dance was messy. 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. You will never see how the water of the Yellow River enters the ocean from heaven and never returns to wine. Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, all want to come back! , the fun of cooking and slaughtering cattle, let me, 300 bowls, a long drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, bring the wine in! Let your cup never stop! .

Let me sing you a song! Please sing a song for me. What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope you never wake up drunk. Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners Master, why don't you say you have less money? Go buy wine and we'll drink it together! .

Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow. Grape wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately destroyed.

Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times? The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones. Why only Dukang wine is not intoxicating? People are more worried when they are drunk. They buy all the wine in the south of the city, and the carts are piled with long bottles.

Although the strong winds for several days have roughened the water surface, the wine boats keep arriving. * * * Take the Xijiang River, pour the Beidou, and Vientiane is the guest.

Poetry and wine must be drunk today, and fame and fortune will not be finished. Endure the superficial singing? Where was the Ming Dynasty awake? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon.

The son of heaven couldn't get on the boat, saying it was Brewmaster. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. The quatrains of drunkards in the world. A glass of sparkling wine. If you want to drink pipa, you should hurry at once.

A glass of wine is still open. Wan Li drunk watching the sword. I hope you can come to see me and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival with a basket of wine. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

You lie flat, drunk and forget the white sun, but you open your eyes from time to time and stare at the high lonely clouds. I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why.

A barrel of Xinfeng wine is worth 10,000 yuan, and the ranger with five spirits is a teenager. 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.

Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow. The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan.

There are thousands of guests in the wine, and prostitutes go with the flow. Lu wine is not drunk, so sing a song for nothing.

Baling didn't drink enough wine and got drunk together in the autumn of Dongting Lake. Singing to wine, the geometry of life.

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately.

Li Bai wrote hundreds of poems, calling himself Brewmaster. Bai Juyi's poem "A suggestion for a friend Liu" describes wine. There is a red commotion in the quiet stove. The wine newly baked by green ants feels like snow at dusk outside. 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-colored.

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? . After returning to Baqiu, Zhang Ji received Li Yinghuan the year before. There were fairy boats and drunken blue rings everywhere that day.

Poetry falls with the grass, and the wine is wide. Floating life is like gathering clouds, and the past is like a dream.

Today, under the sail city, the autumn wind looks back and tears dry. On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Yu in Jiuri Mountain, Jiao Ran. Dongli chrysanthemum yellow, laity full of wine. Who can help tea fragrance?

Cao Cao's short ballad is a song about wine, and life is like morning dew. When going to Kushan, Japan, Li Bai and Bloom will drink one cup after another. I'm drunk enough to sleep, and the Ming Dynasty is going to hug me.

7. Li Qingzhao's word 1 carries the word' wine', three cups and two glasses of wine. How can he be the enemy and come late? -Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Slow Whispering, Searching"

Interpretation: How to resist the cold wind in the morning after drinking three or two glasses of light wine?

2, last night, the wind and rain suddenly started, and I slept soundly without consuming alcohol. -Li Qingzhao in the Song Dynasty, "Like a Dream, Last Night's Storm"

Interpretation: Although the rain was sparse last night, the wind kept blowing. I slept soundly all night, but I still felt a little drunk after waking up.

3, Dongli put wine after dusk, dark incense sleeves. -Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Flower Shadows, Mist, Thick Clouds, Sorrow Forever"

Commentary: After drinking in Dongli at dusk, the fragrance of Huang Ju overflowed my sleeve.

4. Who dabbles in wine and poetry? Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy. -Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Liang Zhu Warm Rain Clear Wind Break the Frozen First"

Interpretation: Without a lover, who can discuss wine with whom? Tears ran down the young woman's cheeks, leaving powder on her face.

5, the wine wakes up and the spring sleep is broken, and the dream is far away. -Li Qingzhao in the Song Dynasty, "Blame my heart, get drunk at night and take off makeup at night"

Interpretation: The rich fragrance of flowers awakened me from intoxication, and my heart was filled with infinite melancholy. I haven't reached my hometown yet, because the fragrance of flowers shocked my dream.

6. The courtyard at dusk is sad and anxious. When awake, the past is sad. -Song Li Qingzhao's Carnivore Paradise and Qiu Guang.

Interpretation: The courtyard at dusk gives people a feeling of sadness, and the past events after waking up make them more worried.

7. When you first arrive, you are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn. -Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Playing the flute on the Phoenix Platform, Sweet and Cold Gold"

Interpretation: I have gradually lost weight recently, not because of drinking too much, nor because of the influence of autumn.

8, dangerous poems, help your head clear, especially with a leisurely taste. -Chun Qing, "Nian Nu Jiao" by Li Qingzhao in the Song Dynasty.

Interpretation: You don't have to worry about writing poems with strange rhymes, waking up from intoxicated wine, or idling about boring emotions.

9, the wine cellar loves bitter tea more, and dreams are better. -Song Li Qingzhao, "Partridge Day, Cold Day, Rustling on the Window"

Interpretation: I prefer to taste the bitter taste of group tea after drinking it, which is especially suitable for waking up in a dream and smelling the refreshing fragrance.

10, the bar sings jade and respects the sky, and the blue cylinder is dark. -Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Good Things Near, the Wind Will Fall Deep"

Interpretation: Song is silent, the jade cup is empty, and the wine is exhausted. Only when the blue light flashes, the fluorescent light of the beans gradually goes out.