Shaoxing rice wine poems

Poetry about yellow rice wine 1. Yellow rice wine poem

1. Song Zhu Dunru's "Partridge Days, Bamboo Powder Blowing Fragrant Apricot Dan", no one * * * scattered yellow rice wine, and sometimes Fei Xian secretly returned it.

2. Song Sushi's "Charlotte Chasing the Son and Sending Five Poems of Chu Qing in Rainstorm, Last year I wanted to give one person" should pour half-cooked goose yellow wine to see the new clear water and blue sky.

3. Li Zaoqiang County, Wang Mian, Yuan Dynasty, thawing withered rice, screening yellow rice wine.

4. Song Luyou's "Five Words of Snow and Cold on November 5" is worse than goose yellow wine and better than fox white hair.

5. Song's "Holding the Furnace" seems to be filled with goose yellow wine, but also like holding a fox and white fur.

6. Bai Song Yuchan's "An Accidental Question about the Yiwan Temple" spilled a lamp of China rice wine, boring the interior for thousands of chapters.

7. Tang Bai Juyi, "I heard at night that Jia Changshou Cuihuzhou Chashan wanted to have a feast, because I sent this poem." When sighing at the flowers, under the north window, Pu rice wine was sick and sleepy.

8. Song Caoxun's "Ninety Miscellaneous Poems of Mountain Living" did not ask about porridge noodles, and yellow wine would be full.

9. Bai Song Yuchan's "Two Happy Songs", a Chinese rice wine is sweeter, and the indoor poems of Qianqiu are especially good.

10. I drink the bright moon alone from Tang Li Bai and from from a pot of wine among the flowers. No one is with me.

1 1. Yuan's Jingxi drank a glass of China rice wine and sat listening to cuckoo singing.

12. Song Zeng had "Four Poems in a Small Garden" which was chosen by Chun Gong, and the goose rice wine was very good.

13. Love in Yueqing, Vae, drank yellow wine and went to Jiuquan.

14. Song Lishi's "Liu Xie Shaomei delivers wine" pays more attention to goose yellow wine, such as floating ducks and Qinghe River.

15. Song's "Reuse Hu" tea mulberry is like goose yellow wine, and Liuhua Feihu is white.

Why do poets drink?

On the one hand, poets are artists, art needs inspiration, and wine is a drink that can excite people's central nervous system, so it is favored.

On the other hand, the wealth of ancient society was uneven. As poets, many of them are people who are concerned about their country and people, and their morality is noble, so they can be said to drown their sorrows by drinking.

2. Yellow rice wine poems

White pine jade toad

Occasionally winning beard buddhist nun.

Taoist priests are used to eating sesame rice and have come to the world for several years.

On the eve of Baiyulou, the moon was empty, and the spring smoke curled up on Jindian.

Idle a lamp of China rice wine, boring to sweep thousands of chapters indoors.

Last night, there was a good news from Li, which taught me to be an immortal.

Tang Bai Juyi

In the evening, I heard that Jia Changzhou Cuihuzhou Chashan was going to enjoy a banquet and sent this poem.

Far away, I heard that there will be a tea mountain, a night, pearls, green songs and a clock, all around me.

The plate is divided into two state boundaries, and the lights cooperate with each other.

Green moths should strive for wonderful dancing, and purple bamboo shoots should taste different.

Sigh when the flowers bloom, under the north window, Pu yellow wine is so sick.

3. Ancient poems describing yellow rice wine

In the evening, I heard that Jia Changzhou Cuihuzhou Chashan was going to enjoy a banquet. Because I sent this poem (Bai Juyi), I heard that Chashan will be at night, and the pearls and green bells are all around me.

The plate is divided into two state boundaries, and the lights cooperate with each other. Green moths should strive for wonderful dancing, and purple bamboo shoots should taste different.

Sigh when the flowers bloom, under the north window, Pu yellow wine is so sick. 1 1 On the evening of the fifth day of the month, the snow was cold and the salary was burning.

Bi Li goose yellow wine is as good as fox skin. Only the porridge was ordered, and the rest were warm and thick.

Afraid of becoming arrogant and lazy, I got a beating in the middle of the night. If you don't receive the heavy rain and strong wind at dusk, there is nothing to worry about.

Like pouring goose yellow wine, like holding a velvet fox and white fur. Ji Hong Ozawa came to Wan Li and had three reports with Gao Cheng.

I will watch the snow in Jishan in the Ming Dynasty, so don't be afraid to go upstairs and be afraid of the cold. Zhuizi wrote five poems written by Charlotte, the examiner last year. After the autumn of Chu Qing (Su Shi), after the rain, the city was full of water.

The benefits of smoke and clouds are fruitless, and it is not advisable to faint. Luoyi comes to heaven and earth, the music is high and green, and the north is red

The romantic past is over, only the castle peak is against the sick man. ("rich man" also. )

Before the white sweat boiled in the afternoon, the scenery was bleak after the rain. You should pour the half-cooked goose yellow wine and see the new clear water and blue sky.

Thunder broke the house, rain crossed the river, and the breeze didn't feel much. It should be like a painter Wu Daozi writing a demon on the great wall of Gaotang.

I haven't seen the mountain for three years, so I went upstairs to dream. But in the Ming Dynasty, I stepped on the world of mortals and was ashamed to take care of Gu Qingyi.

I have lived in Zaoqiang County (Wang Mian) for many years, but I have also been running around for many years. The wind and frost have invaded, so why not grow old? The day before yesterday, Dong Acheng was a dirty and muddy chicken and dog.

At present, Zaoqiang County, together with others. Who knows desolation? Hard work is just asking for it.

Thaw the dead rice wine and sieve the cold rice wine. Drive away slaves, ask for directions, cook and borrow Diao Dou.

Don't say nice things, and watch your mouth. I can't go to the greasy dirt, it's thick-skinned.

Denton walked through the village and stopped talking about ugliness. Or short hair or long eyebrows.

Show people that this place has been desolate for a long time. Ambassador living in Hexi in the east and ancient Taiyuan in the west.

The tall building is opposite the first one, and it becomes a forest. There are better graves and fields.

Wealth begets old age, sickness and death, and fortunes are reversed. At that time and this time, what do you think I have? I feel sick after listening to the old man's words.

But he envied Tao Yuanming and decided to plant willows. From ancient times to the present, Mink Head (Zhu Dunru) likes the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival.

The golden wind and jade dew alternate, so don't do general cleaning. This is a curtain battle, and whoever plays the string will be happy.

Don't refer to Guanshan Road, which is where green moths bloom. Water dish, perch, and some new oranges.

The goose yellow wine is warm, and the cup is poured frequently by hand. It is necessary to cherish the fact that there will be a 12-digit deficit after the Xiao Shen intersection until next year.

You may not see it next year, but it seems so. Zhegutian (Zhu Dunru) Bamboo Powder Blows Fragrant Apricot Dan.

Try the width of the new gauze cap. The sound of the piano and the sound of books are long, and the gulls and herons in the secluded pond are idle.

Looking for sweat, listening to whispers. I give my heart to Shui Yunjian.

No one loosens yellow rice wine, and sometimes Fei Xian secretly returns it.

4. What poems describe "yellow rice wine"?

1, "Five words on the fifth night of November, cold snow, burning firewood to keep warm" Time: Song Author: Lu You's salary starts from the bottom of the river, from time to time.

Bi Li goose yellow wine is as good as fox skin. Only the porridge was ordered, and the rest were warm and thick.

Afraid of becoming arrogant and lazy, I got a beating in the middle of the night. 2, "Partridge Day Bamboo Powder Blowing Fragrant Apricot Dan" Year: Song Author: Bamboo Powder Blowing Fragrant Apricot Dan.

Try the width of the new gauze cap. The sound of the piano and the sound of books are long, and the gulls and herons in the secluded pond are idle.

Looking for sweat, listening to whispers. Yun Jian sends water to the moon indifferently.

No one loosens yellow rice wine, and sometimes Fei Xian secretly returns it. 3, "Win the Beard in the Temple" Time: Song Author: Taoist used to eat flax rice, and came to the world in recent years.

On the eve of Baiyulou, the moon was empty, and the spring smoke curled up on Jindian. Idle a lamp of China rice wine, boring to sweep thousands of chapters indoors.

Last night, there was a good news from Li, which taught me to be an immortal. 4, "Feeling" era: Song Author: A mouthful of yellow wine, injustice into Jiuquan.

Clouds are lonely and have no place to die, and snow will come one day. This year is very difficult for Zhang Yong. He is a senior Dong Xuan.

Look at the sword in my box and shoot at the edge of the bullfight. 5, "Jingxi" Year: Yuan Author: The west is farther west, it is as high as the wonder of white clouds.

Lead and tian hu Feihong, Mercury and Hailong sink purple mud. Shan Gui leaned against the fence to see the heat, and the furnace god prostrated himself on fesr.

Have an extra glass of China rice wine and sit and listen to cuckoo singing.

5. Poems describing old wine

A suggestion to my friend Bai Liu Juyi

There is red stirring in the quiet stove, new wine baked by green ants, and there is a feeling of snow in the evening outside. How about a glass of wine inside? ?

Li Bai broke up in a hotel in Nanjing

A gust of wind brought catkins, and the shop was full of sweetness. Wu Ji squeezed wine to persuade wine. 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 district Wang Wei

Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. I advise you to drink more wine and go out to Yangguan for no reason.

Master Chu of Xinfeng, Guangxi

Master Xinfeng's new wine is ripe, and old customers return to the old hall. Full of fragrance, with flowers in the north and bamboo in the south.

When the clouds cleared and the moon was clear, the girl in the club solved Qin Zheng. She forgot Baling Road when she was drunk, and she suspected Luoyang City in her dream.

Liangzhou Ci William Wang

Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry immediately. Don't laugh when you are drunk in the sand. How many people fought in ancient times?

Juvenile Li Bai

Wuling juvenile gold, silver saddle and white horse spring breeze.

Li Bai of Shu Yun and Xie Lou of Xuanzhou sent off school books.

Those who abandon me can't stay yesterday, and those who disturb my heart are more concerned about today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.

Great writers are all your brushes in their bones. In the school in heaven, I grew up beside you. We all hold high our thoughts 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 a sword and raise a cup to drown your sorrow. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

Li Bai, guest line

Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light. But it made the owner drunk, and I don't know where it is.

Li Bai drinks the bright moon alone

A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one was with me until I raised my cup. I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us.

Alas, the moon cannot drink water, and my shadow follows me blankly; But for a while, I had these friends who cheered me up at the end of spring.

I sang. The moon encourages me and I dance. My shadow is rolling in the back. I woke up and had sex, and then I got drunk and we lost each other.

Will goodwill be guaranteed? I think the Milky Way is a long way.

Xi Wenhua Gate Hotel Weng Cen Can

The old man is still selling wine at the age of 70, and thousands of jars are placed at the door. Elm pods on the roadside are still like money. Can you pick and sell wine?

When seeing Li Shaofu off, he lived comfortably in the guest house.

It snowed in Chuqing when I met the hotel against my will. The master is drunk, but you are not. Do you want to go home at dusk?

To Wei Ba, Chu Shi and Du Fu.

It is almost as difficult for friends to meet. As for the morning star and the evening star tonight, it is a rare event. 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.

Little did we expect that twenty years later, when I left, I couldn't see you again. You weren't married, but now these boys and girls are together.

They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip. Then, when we chatted for a while, our daughter Luo Jiujiang.

Spring leeks cut in the rain at night, in the kitchen. 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? .

Chongqing Baqiu Zhangji

Over the past year, when Mars was happy, the fairy boat was drunk blue, poetry fell with the grass, and wine was rich.

Floating life is like gathering clouds, and the past is like a dream. Today, the sails fall, and the autumn wind looks back and tears dry.

On the 9th, I had tea with Lu and Jiao Ran.

Jiuri Mountain Buddhist Temple, with chrysanthemum yellow in the east, is full of wine. Who can help tea fragrance?

Cao Cao's short song

Singing the right wine, life is like morning dew, and it is difficult to go more in one day.

Li Bai in the mountains

The two of them exchanged flowers, cup after cup. I was so drunk that I could fall asleep, and the Ming Dynasty deliberately held it.

Singing to wine is the geometry of life.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.

Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately.

A new song and a glass of wine. The weather was bad last year.

Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu.

When drinking with a bosom friend.

If you don't love wine, WINE STAR can't be listed in the sky.

If the land doesn't love wine, there should be no Jiuquan.

Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is not a loss.

Three cups lead to the avenue, and one barrel is natural.

6. What poems describe "yellow rice wine"?

1, "snow, snow, cold and firewood on November 5"

Year: Song Author: Lu You

Pay from the bottom up and take from time to time.

Bi Li goose yellow wine is as good as fox skin.

Only the porridge was ordered, and the rest were warm and thick.

Afraid of becoming arrogant and lazy, I got a beating in the middle of the night.

2. "Partridge sky, bamboo powder blowing fragrant apricot Dan"

Year: Song Author:

Blowing fragrant apricot Dan with bamboo powder. Try the width of the new gauze cap. The sound of the piano and the sound of books are long, and the gulls and herons in the secluded pond are idle.

Looking for sweat, listening to whispers. Yun Jian sends water to the moon indifferently. No one loosens yellow rice wine, and sometimes Fei Xian secretly returns it.

3. "Occasionally at the Beard Temple"

Year: Song Author:

Taoist priests are used to eating sesame rice and have come to the world for several years.

On the eve of Baiyulou, the moon was empty, and the spring smoke curled up on Jindian.

Idle a lamp of China rice wine, boring to sweep thousands of chapters indoors.

Last night, there was a good news from Li, which taught me to be an immortal.

Step 4 "feel"

Year: Song Author:

Drink all the yellow rice wine in one gulp, and you will be wronged in Jiuquan.

Clouds are lonely and have no place to die, and snow will come one day.

This year is very difficult for Zhang Yong. He is a senior Dong Xuan.

Look at the sword in my box and shoot at the edge of the bullfight.

5. Jingxi Dan

Year: Yuan Author:

The west of Ge Jing is further west, and the height of Fontaine is as high as the white clouds.

Lead and tian hu Feihong, Mercury and Hailong sink purple mud.

Shan Gui leaned against the fence to see the heat, and the furnace god prostrated himself on fesr.

Have an extra glass of China rice wine and sit and listen to cuckoo singing.

7. Ancient poems describing yellow rice wine

In the evening, I heard that Jia Changzhou Cuihuzhou Chashan was going to enjoy a banquet and sent this poem (Bai Juyi).

Far away, I heard that there will be a tea mountain, a night, pearls, green songs and a clock, all around me.

The plate is divided into two state boundaries, and the lights cooperate with each other.

Green moths should strive for wonderful dancing, and purple bamboo shoots should taste different.

Sigh when the flowers bloom, under the north window, Pu yellow wine is so sick.

On the night of the fifth day of November, the snow is very cold and firewood is burning.

Pay from the bottom up and take from time to time.

Bi Li goose yellow wine is as good as fox skin.

Only the porridge was ordered, and the rest were warm and thick.

Afraid of becoming arrogant and lazy, I got a beating in the middle of the night.

Holding a stove (land trip)

What is there to worry about when the wind and rain don't collect at dusk?

Like pouring goose yellow wine, like holding a velvet fox and white fur.

Ji Hong Ozawa came to Wan Li and had three reports with Gao Cheng.

I will watch the snow in Jishan in the Ming Dynasty, so don't be afraid to go upstairs and be afraid of the cold.

At the end of the year, examiner Charlotte's Five Poems of the awl, Chu Qing (Su Shi)

After autumn scenery, after the rain, the city was full of water.

The benefits of smoke and clouds are fruitless, and it is not advisable to faint.

Luoyi comes to heaven and earth, the music is high and green, and the north is red

The romantic past is over, only the castle peak is against the sick man.

("rich man" also. )

Before the white sweat boiled in the afternoon, the scenery was bleak after the rain.

You should pour the half-cooked goose yellow wine and see the new clear water and blue sky.

Thunder broke the house, rain crossed the river, and the breeze didn't feel much.

It should be like a painter Wu Daozi writing a demon on the great wall of Gaotang.

I haven't seen the mountain for three years, so I went upstairs to dream.

But in the Ming Dynasty, I stepped on the world of mortals and was ashamed to take care of Gu Qingyi.

Lizaoqiang County (Wang Mian)

I have been leading a strange life, but I have been running for several years.

The wind and frost have invaded, so why not grow old? The day before yesterday, Dong Acheng was a dirty and muddy chicken and dog.

At present, Zaoqiang County, together with others.

Who knows desolation? Hard work is just asking for it.

Thaw the dead rice wine and sieve the cold rice wine.

Drive away slaves, ask for directions, cook and borrow Diao Dou.

Don't say nice things, and watch your mouth.

I can't go to the greasy dirt, it's thick-skinned.

Denton walked through the village and stopped talking about ugliness.

Or short hair or long eyebrows.

Show people that this place has been desolate for a long time.

Ambassador living in Hexi in the east and ancient Taiyuan in the west.

The tall building is opposite the first one, and it becomes a forest.

There are better graves and fields.

Wealth begets old age, sickness and death, and fortunes are reversed.

At that time and this time, what do you think I have? I feel sick after listening to the old man's words.

But he envied Tao Yuanming and decided to plant willows.

Shui Diao Ge Tou (Zhu Dunru)

Appreciating the Mid-Autumn Festival, from ancient times to the present. The golden wind and jade dew alternate, so don't do general cleaning. This is a curtain battle, and whoever plays the string will be happy. Don't refer to Guanshan Road, which is where green moths bloom. Water dish, perch, and some new oranges. The goose yellow wine is warm, and the cup is poured frequently by hand. It is necessary to cherish the fact that there will be a 12-digit deficit after the Xiao Shen intersection until next year. You may not see it next year, but it seems so.

Zhegutian (Zhu Dunru)

Blowing fragrant apricot Dan with bamboo powder. Try the width of the new gauze cap. The sound of the piano and the sound of books are long, and the gulls and herons in the secluded pond are idle. Looking for sweat, listening to whispers. I give my heart to Shui Yunjian. No one loosens yellow rice wine, and sometimes Fei Xian secretly returns it.