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Poems of wine mourning and appreciation

Poetry about wine worries 1. Writing poems about wine and sorrow

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. 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. Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with 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. Will goodwill be guaranteed? And I saw the long way back to Baqiu in the Star River Bay, and I met Huan the year before last, which was full of fairy boats 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.

2. Poems about wine and sadness

1, the cost of pure wine, for a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins for a hip flask, Pan Yujian was ashamed of 10 thousand dollars.

-Li Bai's "Difficult to Walk" 2. lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light. -Li Bai's "Guest Travel" 3. Listening to a song by Jun today depends on the spirit of a glass of wine for the time being.

-Liu Yuxi's "The First Meeting in Yangzhou" 4. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. -Li Bai's "Shu Yun, Xuanzhou Xie Tiao North Building Farewell School Book" 5. If you want to drink the wine in the luminous glass, you should hurry it at once.

Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. You have fought several wars since ancient times. -William Wang's Liangzhou Qu, Volume 6. When is the bright moon? Ask heaven for wine.

-Su Shi's Water Tune 7. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. -Li Bai's "Shu Yun, Xuanzhou Xie Tiao North Building Farewell School Book" 8. Singing wine songs, life geometry? For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.

Du Kang is the only one who can solve the problem. -Cao Cao's "Short Songs" 9. Thousands of miles of green and red, and the mountain wine flag wind.

-Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju" 10, bad luck has laid a bitter frost on my temples, and I am down and out, and the new wine is stopped. -Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain 1 1. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

-Du Mu's Qingming Festival 12, a new song and a glass of wine. The weather was old last year. When did the sun set? -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha" 13, advise you to have a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason.

-Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi"14, the meaning of drunkenness is not in wine, but also between mountains and rivers. -Ouyang Xiu's Drunk Pavilion 15, drunk watching the sword, dreaming back to the corner.

-Xin Qiji's "Breaking the Array, Giving Zhuang Words from Chen Tongfu" 16, the wine in the luminous glass, I want to drink pipa immediately. -William Wang's "Liangzhou Qu" 17, the bright moon building rests alone, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.

-Fan Zhongyan's Su Mu Man 18, often thinking of the Xiting at sunset, intoxicated and not knowing the way home. -Li Qingzhao's Dream 19, a glass of wine, joys and sorrows, north and south of Wan Li.

-Wang Shifu 20, the road is sleepy, the Japanese are thirsty for tea, knocking at the door and asking the savage. -Su Shi's "Huanxisha" 2 1, the wine is still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so what, when will Feng Tang be published? -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting" 22. I advise you to make an extra glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason.

-Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Twenty Shi An Xi" 23. After dusk, the wine in Dongli has a faint fragrance and sleeves. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers" 24. I sang again and drank deeply. On that green spring day, I began to return.

-Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recaptured by the imperial army" 25. But we drink to the guests who returned from the camp and play the barbarian pipa, guitar and harp for him. -Cen Can "Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu Gui" 26. Don't laugh at farmers' wine and wine, so as to keep customers in good years.

-Lu You's "Tour of Shanxi Village" 27. We opened your window, crossed the garden and fields, and talked about mulberry and hemp with cups in our hands. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village" 28. These beautiful days here in Xiangyang make me fascinated by Laoshan! .

-Wang Wei's "Looking at Hanshui" 29. Drinking friends have fewer cups and more than half sentences. -Ouyang Xiu's "A Thank-You Letter to Cao Yun from the West Lake in Spring" 30. I plan to get drunk on the crazy picture and sing a song about wine, which is strong and tasteless.

-Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian" 3 1, where to wake up tonight, Yang Liuan, the morning breeze is fading. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling" 32, since 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. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" 33. The smoke cage is cold and full of sand, and the night is near Qinhuai restaurant.

-Du Mu's "Bo Qinhuai" 34, thinking about wine as a song, the moon door and the star window, how many old dates. -Yan "Drunk and Down" 35, a glass of turbid restaurant Wan Li, not lost, full of frost.

-Fan Zhongyan's The Pride of the Fisherman.

3. Poems that seek sorrow with wine, except today's wine, today's drunkenness, tomorrow's sorrow.

Ugly slave has been preoccupied with things recently. Who can help each other? Who can help each other? Let's make it a day. They all put the endless things now and now on the edge of sadness. But they have moved to Jiuquan. Among Li Shangyin's poems "Gift", there is a poem about sadness: Yan Shu's "Huanxi Yarn": a new word, a glass of wine. Yan Hui came, which is very familiar. Young people wandering alone in the small garden fragrant path don't know what it's like to worry, so they say that worry makes up new fu. The west wind still shines, the weak willows in the Han tombs (Li Bai's Memory) are suspicious of the wind, and the orchids in the bushes overflow like towels. Sitting alone also includes frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan"). Chu Ke wants to hear Yao's grievances, and I don't want to rest until Xiaoxiang (Liu Yuxi) comes home at midnight. People in the Ming Dynasty (Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc) spent their whole lives in Qian Fan. I was heartbroken by Bai Bozhou (the article "Jiangnan Dream"). Last year, the weather was old, the sun was setting and the flowers were falling helplessly. I felt familiar with Yan's return. Wandering alone in the small garden fragrant path (Yan Shu's Huan), I was heartbroken, and I had to be heartbroken to return to my hometown (Jiangnan Dream) (Wei Zhuang's Bodhisattva Man). My concubine wants to marry me, even if she is mercilessly abandoned, I can't be ashamed (Sidi Township, Wei Zhuang). Don't cry at dawn. The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. Wine luminous glass, and you need to drink pipa right away. A new song and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. Today, five flowers, money, give them to that boy for good wine, you and I are the same. From a pot of wine among flowers, I drank it alone. No one is with me. The flute and drum are close to the Spring Club, and the clothes are simple and old. Where will you wake up tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu.

4. Write sad poems with wine

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

Those who dislike me can't stay yesterday, and those who disturb my heart are more worried about today. 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.

Weicheng district Wang Wei

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf 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.

Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light.

But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.

Li Bai drinks the bright moon alone

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

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.

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

Chongqing Baqiu Zhangji

In the past years, Mars was greeted with joy. The fairy boat was drunk and blue. 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.

5. wine-worrying poems

Bai Juyi gave my friend Liu a suggestion: There is a touch of red and green ants' newly baked wine 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? . 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 at Jiuri Mountain Temple in 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 go to bed, and the Ming Dynasty is going to play the piano.

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. Grape wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately, drunk lying on the sand, you don't laugh, several wars since ancient times.

The son of heaven didn't get on the boat, calling himself Brewmaster. William Wang, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a luminous glass of wine in Liangzhou Ci, and immediately urged him to drink pipa, so he was drunk on the battlefield and didn't laugh. He has fought several wars since ancient times. Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. When singing wine, I can't see how the water of the Yellow River goes out of heaven and into the ocean, and it's gone forever.

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! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

The three poems that are difficult to go, Li Bai and the cost of pure wine, are full of money for a golden cup and a hip flask of 10 thousand copper coins. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.

I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.

It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, a lot of roads, and today's safety. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.

The road of life is so broad, but I have no way out. I don't even have the face to bet on pears and nuts with those cowards.

I don't mean to grovel in the door of power, as Feng Xuan complained. At that time, people in Huaiyin laughed at the ministers of the Han Dynasty for their cowardice and incompetence, but they were jealous of Jia Yi's Excellence.

Have you seen the former prince of Yan? He respects talents, builds high platforms and provides gold to talented people. Bend down and sweep the floor to welcome them? ? Juxin and Le Yi were grateful for their kindness. They tried their best to serve the monarch with their talents.

Zhao Haoqi's bones are entangled in rotten grass. Who will sweep the floor of the golden platform? . It's hard to go. Come back.

Don't listen to what you don't like, and don't die of hunger like a famous hermit! . Living in a mixed crowd has no reputation. Why should it be as lofty as the moon or clouds? .

There is no one who failed to retire in ancient times but died tragically after winning glory. General Wu's head was hung on the city gate and the poet laureate was drowned in the river.

The brilliant scholar's hope failed, and Minister Li regretted not retiring. In order to protect his life, to hear the crane, to hunt with the falcon as he longed for.

Have you noticed that Zhang Hans of Wuzhong is called Sheng Da and happily goes home to eat bass? ? Enjoy a glass of wine while you are alive! Don't care if your reputation will be passed down! .

6. wine-worrying poems