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What are the poems of poetry, wine and tea?
Poetry, wine and tea poems are:

1, "Who reads the west wind alone in Huanxisha" Qingnalanxingde

Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun. It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.

2, "Lovers in the Mountain" Tang Libai

The two of us drank cup after cup in the blooming flowers on the mountain. I want to sleep when I am drunk. You can leave yourself. If not, take the violin in the morning.

3, "Peach Blossom Temple Song" Yin Mingtang

Taohuawu Taohuaan, Taohuaan Taohuaxian. Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them. When you wake up, you just sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep under the flowers. Half awake and half drunk day after day, bloom year after year. I hope I die of old age. I don't want to bow my head in front of horses and chariots.

Cars and horses are rich and interesting, and hops are poor. If you compare wealth with the poor, one is in the ground and the other is in the sky. If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure. Others laugh at me, and I laugh that others can't see through it. There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.

4. Song Sushi's "Looking South, Surpassing Taiwan Province"

Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to see it on the detached stage, half the city is full of flowers. Fog and rain darken thousands of people. After a cold meal, I woke up but felt uncomfortable. Don't miss the old country for the sake of old friends, try new fire, new tea and poetry wine while you are young.

5, "A suggestion for a friend Liu" Tang Bai Juyi

There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove. It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .