Ask for a few five-character quatrains

I found these 20 drinking songs in sequence.

I live alone, longer than the night, occasionally have famous wine, and don't drink it every night. Gu Ying was alone, and suddenly he was drunk again. Drunk

After that, I amused myself with a few questions. There is too much paper and ink to explain. Talking about the life of an old friend, writing it out, I thought it was a joke.

First of all:

Decline and glory are uncertain, and each other is more * * *.

Shaosheng's Gua Tian is better than Dongling's!

Both hot and cold have metabolism, and that's human nature.

If a person understands his encounter, his death will no longer be suspected;

Suddenly I have a bottle of wine, and I am happy every day and night.

Secondly:

Good luck is rewarded, and Uncle Yi is in Xishan.

If good and evil should not, what is empty!

Ninety rope, hungry and cold.

It's good to be poor, who will pass it on forever.

Third:

After a thousand years of mourning, everyone cherishes the feelings of Tao.

I refuse to drink, but I care about the name of the world.

So, isn't your body living?

How many times can life be restored? It's like being electrocuted.

What can you do with this desire within a hundred years of fame!

Fourth:

Birds without birds fly alone at dusk.

Wandering endlessly, every night my voice becomes sad.

Li went to Qingyuan, where to go.

Because value is lonely, loose and distant.

There is no glorious wood in the strong wind, and this shade is absolutely unique.

I have my house, which has a history of 1000 years.

Fifth:

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.

Sixth:

There are so many things, who knows right and wrong.

Contrast between right and wrong, and ruin the reputation.

For more than three seasons, Da Shi seems to be out of place.

Vulgarity is a fool, you should learn from Bo Huang.

Seventh:

Autumn chrysanthemums are bright and colorful, including dew and flowers.

Chrysanthemum wine is in the heart, the heart is more beautiful, and the feeling of avoiding customs is deeper.

Although a cassock enters alone, the cup is crooked.

As the sun sets, birds call to Lin Huan.

Intoxicated in the east window, let this life be this life.

Eighth:

Pine and cypress in the East Garden, with no posture in the grass.

First frost is different, you can see the tall branches.

Even foresters don't realize that being alone is strange.

Carry a pot to soothe the cold, look far and recover.

In my dream room, there is nothing to worry about.

Nine:

Smell knocking at the door in the morning, turn it upside down and open it yourself.

Ask the son for whom? Father Tian has a kind heart.

I am far-sighted and doubt that I will keep pace with the times.

Under the grass eaves, it is not enough for high habitat.

I will live in Shang Tong all my life. May you pour mud into it.

I was impressed by my father's words, and I was very angry.

You can learn honestly, but you are not fascinated.

And * * * Huan this drink, I dare not drive back.

The tenth time:

In the past, I traveled all over the world until the corner of the East China Sea.

It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, and wind and rain hinder the road.

Who made this trip? As if driven by hunger.

Just have a little when you are full.

I'm afraid this is not a name, and I'll go back to a leisurely place.

Eleven:

The feast was called benevolence, and Rong Gong said something.

A year is not for nothing, and you are hungry until you are old.

Although I left my name, my life withered.

What else do you know when you die? It is better to be content.

When a guest raises a daughter, the treasure disappears in the face.

Why is naked burial evil? People should understand what they mean.

Thirteen:

Long-term workers have been officials, and they have lost time;

Duman won't come back. He's been dead all his life.

Zhongli returned to osawa, where the flurry began.

If you go to lunch, what's suspicious!

Go and be sarcastic. The secular world will bully you for a long time.

We talked for a long time, please don't bother me.

Thirteen:

Guests often stop at the same time and choose different places.

A gentleman is often drunk alone, but a husband wakes up all year round.

Laugh when you are drunk, but don't talk coquettishly.

Rules and regulations are stupid, but arrogance and poverty.

Send a message to a guest, and there will be no candles for a day.

Fourteen:

My old friend rewarded me with interest, and the pot was harmonious.

Ben sat quietly in Panasonic and got drunk after counting.

The elders speak at sixes and sevens, and when they think about it, they miss their lines.

I didn't know I was there, so I knew things were precious.

Because of its lingering charm, this wine has a deep taste.

Fifteen:

The poor lack labor and the bushes are barren.

There are birds in the class, and there is no silence.

Where the universe is, life is as little as one hundred.

Time is pressing, and the temples are already white.

It would be a pity if a poor man was not appointed.

Sixteen:

Young people are scarce and swim well in the Six Classics.

If you are not confused, you will accomplish nothing if you stay for a long time.

In fact, I am clinging to poverty, hungry and full.

We live in Hengtai, where weeds have no front yard.

Keep the night brown, and the chickens will not crow in the morning.

Meng Gong is not here, so he finally saved my feelings.

Seventeen:

Orchids are born in the vestibule, containing breeze.

The breeze is blowing against the wind, and the weeds are fragrant.

Go on, lose my old way, conform to nature or Per.

When you wake up, you should think, and the bird will waste its bow.

Eighteen:

Ziyun is addicted to alcohol and comes from a poor family.

Time depends on good people, and mash is used to solve doubts.

If you do it, someone will consult you.

Sometimes you refuse to speak, you are not cutting the country.

The benevolent uses his heart, so he loses his silence.

Nineteen:

I used to be bitter and hungry, so I went to study and be an official.

I won't be able to feed myself, I will be frozen and bound.

In the new year, I am ashamed of my ambition.

So we parted ways, brushed our clothes and went back to the fields.

Ran Ran stars are full of air and graceful.

The world has a long road profile, so Yang Zhu stops.

Although there is no money to spend, there is nothing to rely on.

Twenty:

Xi Nong has been gone for a long time, and this world is rarely true.

Draw an old man in the middle of Lu, sew him up and make him pure.

Although the phoenix bird has not arrived, the ceremony and music are temporarily new.

Our eyes are spinning and floating, holding the crazy Qin.

What is the crime of poetry and calligraphy? Once turned to dust.

Just old people, sincere and diligent about things.

How beautiful? Six people have no relatives.

Driving all day, I can't see what I want.

If you don't drink quickly, empty the headscarf.

But hate is even more fallacious, so forgive my intoxicating.

Go back to one's former residence

My family went to Beijing, and I came back six years later.

Today, when I came back, I was very sad.

Buildings don't change the old ones, and cities and houses sometimes don't.

Restoring Zhou's former residence, neighbors are rare.

Step by step to find traces, there is a special kind of reluctance.

In the dreamland of a hundred years, cold and heat push each other.

Often afraid of exhaustion, strength is not as good as decline.

If you don't think about it, you can wave it by chatting.

Sadness follows Zhong Dege.

Mourn for my old house, tears should be zero.

Who are you sorry for? Jiuming is pregnant.

The name of the dress comes from the regiment, and so does love.

When holding hands in front of the door, why rely on it first!

Too many to count, but the mountain is late.

Mother, I'm sorry, Er Yin is only a few years old.

The two committees were empty and didn't cry every day.

Sitting in the dust, staying in the vestibule of the grass brigade.

In addition to the traces of absenteeism, the garden is also lonely.

When you die, you are gone, never to be seen again.

I'll be back soon. I'm very sad.

All the people are swimming under the sunset cypress in Zhou Jia.

It's a fine day today, blowing a gun.

I feel like a servant and unhappy.

Qingge spreads new sounds, and Qingjiu bloom.

I don't know what will happen tomorrow. I'm good at it.

Poems of resentment and Chu tune show Pang's main work Deng Zhizhong.

Heaven is far away and ghosts and gods are boundless.

It's been 69 years since I started doing good deeds.

Weak crown meets world obstacle, and the first ventricle is out of alignment.

The fire burns repeatedly, and moths fly in the middle of the field.

Wind and rain come and go, and the convergence is not full.

Hungry in summer, sleepless in cold nights.

Think of chickens crowing at night and wish birds move in the morning.

What are you complaining about? Leave your sadness in the present.

The fame behind me is like smoke to me.

Generosity is a sad song. It is wise to believe it.

End of the year and Zhang Changshi.

The city felt sorry for the old people and suddenly felt sad.

Mingdan is not here today, what can I say at the end of the year!

The plain face is smooth and the white hair is complicated.

Talk about it, Qin Mu, the brigade has not won yet!

The evening breeze rises, and there are no western hills in the cold clouds.

The spirit of the bottle is strict, and the birds return.

People's livelihood is fresh, but they worry about Iraq.

I have never been able to enjoy life again and again.

The poor are worried and haggard.

I have deep feelings for taking care of myself, and I am more generous in taking care of myself.

Jiu ri xian ju

I care if I love the name of "nine times" and autumn chrysanthemums are all over the garden, but I serve Jiuhuakong with glutinous rice.

The world is short and often full of meaning, and the people of Sri Lanka are happy for a long time.

The sun and the moon are named after Chen's arrival and their love.

The dew is cold and the sky is high and the clouds are light.

There is no shadow for the geese, but there is sound for the geese.

Wine can relieve sorrow, and chrysanthemum can cure aging.

How to learn, and look at the air situation!

Dust Jue shame empty base, cold China arrogant;

There are rumors that I am carefree and feel deep affection in Myanmar.

If you live late, you will have more fun. If you stay long, you will achieve nothing.

Seven poems about the poor

First of all:

Every family has its own problems, and it's lonely.

When the warmth disappears in the air, when can you see the afterglow?

The morning light is shining in the fog and birds are flying.

Delayed the return of Weixi from Lin 'ao.

Do what you can, will you be cold and hungry?

There is no bosom friend, and there is nothing to be sad about.

Secondly:

The end of the year is sad, and the front porch is brown.

The south garden is beautiful, and the dead leaves are full of the north garden.

There is no drainage in the pot and no smoke in the stove.

Poetry and books are packed outside the table, and the days are not long.

Seclusion is not Chen's life. I'm afraid to see what I said.

Why comfort me? Because there were so many sages in ancient times.

Third? ∶

Sister Rong always plays the piano with a rope.

Native acceptance and refusal, clear singing, smooth business sound.

Zhong Hua has left me for a long time, and the poor are looking for each other.

The disadvantage is that the elbow is not covered, and quinoa soup is often lacking.

If you are not appreciated, don't forget to attack Qingmao.

Giving can also be perceived, but not my heart.

Fourth? ∶

Qian Lou has been a humble man since ancient times.

I am not proud of being a good knight, and my kindness has not been rewarded.

Once life is over, rotten clothes are still bad.

Don't you know its extreme? It's not alarmist.

A thousand years have passed, and I have never seen you again.

North Korea was born with righteousness and died without regret.

Fifth? ∶

Yuan An is trapped in the snow and can't do it.

Ruan Gong saw Qian Jin and abandoned his official position today.

There is room temperature in the village, so you can eat at home.

Actually, it's not difficult. What you're afraid of is not hunger and cold.

The rich and the poor often fight, and the Tao wins without shame.

Zhide, Guanbang Road, Celebration Festival reflects Xiguan.

Sixth? ∶

Zhong Wei likes to live a poor life. He lives in Artemisia grass around his house.

However, after breaking up with friends, poetry is still quite capable;

There is only one Gong Liu who knows nothing.

Is this scholar Hu Dulan? Reality and Korea are the same;

Although you are satisfied with your career, you are not happy.

The personnel are solid and clumsy, chatting.

Seventh? ∶

Yesterday, I was in Huang Zilian, playing the championship game with a famous state.

Once you quit, it's a bit difficult to be poor again.

I long for my wife, and my tears flow to me.

Although the husband is ambitious, he is worried about his children.

Sighed, embarrassed to give unexpected mo exceptional.

What a pity it is that whoever is poor is difficult!

Drink 20 songs in a row

I live alone, longer than the night, occasionally have famous wine, and don't drink it every night. Gu Ying was alone, and suddenly he was drunk again. Drunk

After that, I amused myself with a few questions. There is too much paper and ink to explain. Talking about the life of an old friend, writing it out, I thought it was a joke.

First of all:

Decline and glory are uncertain, and each other is more * * *.

Shaosheng's Gua Tian is better than Dongling's!

Both hot and cold have metabolism, and that's human nature.

If a person understands his encounter, his death will no longer be suspected;

Suddenly I have a bottle of wine, and I am happy every day and night.

Secondly:

Good luck is rewarded, and Uncle Yi is in Xishan.

If good and evil should not, what is empty!

Ninety rope, hungry and cold.

It's good to be poor, who will pass it on forever.

Third:

After a thousand years of mourning, everyone cherishes the feelings of Tao.

I refuse to drink, but I care about the name of the world.

So, isn't your body living?

How many times can life be restored? It's like being electrocuted.

What can you do with this desire within a hundred years of fame!

Fourth:

Birds without birds fly alone at dusk.

Wandering endlessly, every night my voice becomes sad.

Li went to Qingyuan, where to go.

Because value is lonely, loose and distant.

There is no glorious wood in the strong wind, and this shade is absolutely unique.

I have my house, which has a history of 1000 years.

Fifth:

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.

Sixth:

There are so many things, who knows right and wrong.

Contrast between right and wrong, and ruin the reputation.

For more than three seasons, Da Shi seems to be out of place.

Vulgarity is a fool, you should learn from Bo Huang.

Seventh:

Autumn chrysanthemums are bright and colorful, including dew and flowers.

Chrysanthemum wine is in the heart, the heart is more beautiful, and the feeling of avoiding customs is deeper.

Although a cassock enters alone, the cup is crooked.

As the sun sets, birds call to Lin Huan.

Intoxicated in the east window, let this life be this life.

Eighth:

Pine and cypress in the East Garden, with no posture in the grass.

First frost is different, you can see the tall branches.

Even foresters don't realize that being alone is strange.

Carry a pot to soothe the cold, look far and recover.

In my dream room, there is nothing to worry about.

Nine:

Smell knocking at the door in the morning, turn it upside down and open it yourself.

Ask the son for whom? Father Tian has a kind heart.

I am far-sighted and doubt that I will keep pace with the times.

Under the grass eaves, it is not enough for high habitat.

I will live in Shang Tong all my life. May you pour mud into it.

I was impressed by my father's words, and I was very angry.

You can learn honestly, but you are not fascinated.

And * * * Huan this drink, I dare not drive back.

The tenth time:

In the past, I traveled all over the world until the corner of the East China Sea.

It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, and wind and rain hinder the road.

Who made this trip? As if driven by hunger.

Just have a little when you are full.

I'm afraid this is not a name, and I'll go back to a leisurely place.

Eleven:

The feast was called benevolence, and Rong Gong said something.

A year is not for nothing, and you are hungry until you are old.

Although I left my name, my life withered.

What else do you know when you die? It is better to be content.

When a guest raises a daughter, the treasure disappears in the face.

Why is naked burial evil? People should understand what they mean.

Thirteen:

Long-term workers have been officials, and they have lost time;

Duman won't come back. He's been dead all his life.

Zhongli returned to osawa, where the flurry began.

If you go to lunch, what's suspicious!

Go and be sarcastic. The secular world will bully you for a long time.

We talked for a long time, please don't bother me.

Thirteen:

Guests often stop at the same time and choose different places.

A gentleman is often drunk alone, but a husband wakes up all year round.

Laugh when you are drunk, but don't talk coquettishly.

Rules and regulations are stupid, but arrogance and poverty.

Send a message to a guest, and there will be no candles for a day.

Fourteen:

My old friend rewarded me with interest, and the pot was harmonious.

Ben sat quietly in Panasonic and got drunk after counting.

The elders speak at sixes and sevens, and when they think about it, they miss their lines.

I didn't know I was there, so I knew things were precious.

Because of its lingering charm, this wine has a deep taste.

Fifteen:

The poor lack labor and the bushes are barren.

There are birds in the class, and there is no silence.

Where the universe is, life is as little as one hundred.

Time is pressing, and the temples are already white.

It would be a pity if a poor man was not appointed.

Sixteen:

Young people are scarce and swim well in the Six Classics.

If you are not confused, you will accomplish nothing if you stay for a long time.

In fact, I am clinging to poverty, hungry and full.

We live in Hengtai, where weeds have no front yard.

Keep the night brown, and the chickens will not crow in the morning.

Meng Gong is not here, so he finally saved my feelings.

Seventeen:

Orchids are born in the vestibule, containing breeze.

The breeze is blowing against the wind, and the weeds are fragrant.

Go on, lose my old way, conform to nature or Per.

When you wake up, you should think, and the bird will waste its bow.

Eighteen:

Ziyun is addicted to alcohol and comes from a poor family.

Time depends on good people, and mash is used to solve doubts.

If you do it, someone will consult you.

Sometimes you refuse to speak, you are not cutting the country.

The benevolent uses his heart, so he loses his silence.

Nineteen:

I used to be bitter and hungry, so I went to study and be an official.

I won't be able to feed myself, I will be frozen and bound.

In the new year, I am ashamed of my ambition.

So we parted ways, brushed our clothes and went back to the fields.

Ran Ran stars are full of air and graceful.

The world has a long road profile, so Yang Zhu stops.

Although there is no money to spend, there is nothing to rely on.

Twenty:

Xi Nong has been gone for a long time, and this world is rarely true.

Draw an old man in the middle of Lu, sew him up and make him pure.

Although the phoenix bird has not arrived, the ceremony and music are temporarily new.

Our eyes are spinning and floating, holding the crazy Qin.

What is the crime of poetry and calligraphy? Once turned to dust.

Just old people, sincere and diligent about things.

How beautiful? Six people have no relatives.

Driving all day, I can't see what I want.

If you don't drink quickly, empty the headscarf.

But hate is even more fallacious, so forgive my intoxicating.

Go back to one's former residence

My family went to Beijing, and I came back six years later.

Today, when I came back, I was very sad.

Buildings don't change the old ones, and cities and houses sometimes don't.

Restoring Zhou's former residence, neighbors are rare.

Step by step to find traces, there is a special kind of reluctance.

In the dreamland of a hundred years, cold and heat push each other.

Often afraid of exhaustion, strength is not as good as decline.

If you don't think about it, you can wave it by chatting.

Sadness follows Zhong Dege.

Mourn for my old house, tears should be zero.

Who are you sorry for? Jiuming is pregnant.

The name of the dress comes from the regiment, and so does love.

When holding hands in front of the door, why rely on it first!

Too many to count, but the mountain is late.

Mother, I'm sorry, Er Yin is only a few years old.

The two committees were empty and didn't cry every day.

Sitting in the dust, staying in the vestibule of the grass brigade.

In addition to the traces of absenteeism, the garden is also lonely.

When you die, you are gone, never to be seen again.

I'll be back soon. I'm very sad.

All the people are swimming under the sunset cypress in Zhou Jia.

It's a fine day today, blowing a gun.

I feel like a servant and unhappy.

Qingge spreads new sounds, and Qingjiu bloom.

I don't know what will happen tomorrow. I'm good at it.

Poems of resentment and Chu tune show Pang's main work Deng Zhizhong.

Heaven is far away and ghosts and gods are boundless.

It's been 69 years since I started doing good deeds.

Weak crown meets world obstacle, and the first ventricle is out of alignment.

The fire burns repeatedly, and moths fly in the middle of the field.

Wind and rain come and go, and the convergence is not full.

Hungry in summer, sleepless in cold nights.

Think of chickens crowing at night and wish birds move in the morning.

What are you complaining about? Leave your sadness in the present.

The fame behind me is like smoke to me.

Generosity is a sad song. It is wise to believe it.

End of the year and Zhang Changshi.

The city felt sorry for the old people and suddenly felt sad.

Mingdan is not here today, what can I say at the end of the year!

The plain face is smooth and the white hair is complicated.

Talk about it, Qin Mu, the brigade has not won yet!

The evening breeze rises, and there are no western hills in the cold clouds.

The spirit of the bottle is strict, and the birds return.

People's livelihood is fresh, but they worry about Iraq.

I have never been able to enjoy life again and again.

The poor are worried and haggard.

I have deep feelings for taking care of myself, and I am more generous in taking care of myself.

Jiu ri xian ju

I care if I love the name of "nine times" and autumn chrysanthemums are all over the garden, but I serve Jiuhuakong with glutinous rice.

The world is short and often full of meaning, and the people of Sri Lanka are happy for a long time.

The sun and the moon are named after Chen's arrival and their love.

The dew is cold and the sky is high and the clouds are light.

There is no shadow for the geese, but there is sound for the geese.

Wine can relieve sorrow, and chrysanthemum can cure aging.

How to learn, and look at the air situation!

Dust Jue shame empty base, cold China arrogant;

There are rumors that I am carefree and feel deep affection in Myanmar.

If you live late, you will have more fun. If you stay long, you will achieve nothing.

Seven poems about the poor

First of all:

Every family has its own problems, and it's lonely.

When the warmth disappears in the air, when can you see the afterglow?

The morning light is shining in the fog and birds are flying.

Delayed the return of Weixi from Lin 'ao.

Do what you can, will you be cold and hungry?

There is no bosom friend, and there is nothing to be sad about.

Secondly:

The end of the year is sad, and the front porch is brown.

The south garden is beautiful, and the dead leaves are full of the north garden.

There is no drainage in the pot and no smoke in the stove.

Poetry and books are packed outside the table, and the days are not long.

Seclusion is not Chen's life. I'm afraid to see what I said.

Why comfort me? Because there were so many sages in ancient times.

Third? ∶

Sister Rong always plays the piano with a rope.

Native acceptance and refusal, clear singing, smooth business sound.

Zhong Hua has left me for a long time, and the poor are looking for each other.

The disadvantage is that the elbow is not covered, and quinoa soup is often lacking.

If you are not appreciated, don't forget to attack Qingmao.

Giving can also be perceived, but not my heart.

Fourth? ∶

Qian Lou has been a humble man since ancient times.

I am not proud of being a good knight, and my kindness has not been rewarded.

Once life is over, rotten clothes are still bad.

Don't you know its extreme? It's not alarmist.

A thousand years have passed, and I have never seen you again.

North Korea was born with righteousness and died without regret.

Fifth? ∶

Yuan An is trapped in the snow and can't do it.

Ruan Gong saw Qian Jin and abandoned his official position today.

There is room temperature in the village, so you can eat at home.

Actually, it's not difficult. What you're afraid of is not hunger and cold.

The rich and the poor often fight, and the Tao wins without shame.

Zhide, Guanbang Road, Celebration Festival reflects Xiguan.

Sixth? ∶

Zhong Wei likes to live a poor life. He lives in Artemisia grass around his house.

However, after breaking up with friends, poetry is still quite capable;

There is only one Gong Liu who knows nothing.

Is this scholar Hu Dulan? Reality and Korea are the same;

Although you are satisfied with your career, you are not happy.

The personnel are solid and clumsy, chatting.

Seventh? ∶

Yesterday, I was in Huang Zilian, playing the championship game with a famous state.

Once you quit, it's a bit difficult to be poor again.

I long for my wife, and my tears flow to me.

Although the husband is ambitious, he is worried about his children.

Sighed, embarrassed to give unexpected mo exceptional.

What a pity it is that whoever is poor is difficult!