2. Poems about wine: Li Bai, Lan Ling, tulip wine, jade bowl amber light.
But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was. 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 listen to me, what are bells and drums, what are delicacies and what are treasures? I hope I will never wake up when I am 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. Since from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink the bright moon alone, 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. Will goodwill be guaranteed? I see Li Bai (701-762), Han nationality, Taibai, a great romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty.
His poetic style is bold and unconstrained, with rich imagination, natural and fluent language and harmonious and changeable melody. He is good at absorbing nutrients from folk songs and myths, forming his unique magnificent and gorgeous colors, which is the new peak of positive romantic poetry since Qu Yuan.
Also known as "Du Li" with Du Fu. There was another poet in the Tang Dynasty named Li He, nicknamed "Shi Gui", who can be compared with Li Bai.
Both belong to the romantic style, with fantastic imagination and exaggerated words. But in comparison, Li Bai's poems are more eloquent and natural.
Li He quoted many stories about laws and regulations, deliberately carved them and tried his best, which can be described as "painstaking". Judging from their achievements, they cannot be compared.
Li Bai's ancestral home was in Ji Cheng (now Qin 'an County, Gansu Province), and he moved to Broken Leaf City in Central Asia (now near tokmak in northern Kyrgyzstan) at the end of Sui Dynasty. Li Bai was born here (see below). At the age of five, his family moved to Zhangming County, Mianzhou (now Jiangyou County, Sichuan Province).
At the age of 20, he left Sichuan alone and began to wander widely, reaching Xiangjiang River in Dongting in the south and wuyue in the east, and living in Anlu (now Anlu County, Hubei Province). He traveled around, hoping to make friends and pay homage to celebrities, so as to get an introduction, climb high in one fell swoop and realize his political ideals and ambitions.
However, after ten years of wandering, I have accomplished nothing. Continue to go north to Taiyuan and Chang 'an, east to Qi and Lu, and live in Rencheng, Shandong (now Jining, Shandong).
At this time, he has made many celebrities and created a lot of excellent poems, which are famous all over the world. In the early years of Tianbao, on the recommendation of Taoist Wu Renyun, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty called him to Beijing and ordered him to worship the Hanlin.
Soon, due to the remorse of the dignitaries, he was driven out of Beijing in Tianbao 34 (AD 744 or 745). Since then, he has been wandering in Jiang and Huai, and his thoughts are extremely boring.
In the winter of the 14th year of Tianbao (AD 755), An Lushan rebelled. At this time, he lived in seclusion in Lushan Mountain, which coincided with the great army of Wang Yong, and invited Li Bai down the mountain to enter the shogunate. Later, Li Lin rebelled against Su Zong and was eliminated. Li Bai was implicated and sentenced to exile in Yelang (now Guizhou Province). He was pardoned and released halfway from Xunyang (now Jiujiang, Jiangxi) to Xuancheng (now Xuancheng, Anhui).
In the first year of Baoying (AD 762), Dai Zong died in dangtu county, Anhui. Li Bai lived in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. He had the progressive ideal of "helping the poor" and "settling down in peace", and he struggled to realize this ideal all his life.
A large number of his poems not only reflected the prosperity of that era, but also exposed and criticized the debauchery and corruption of the ruling group, showing the positive spirit of despising the powerful, resisting the traditional bondage and pursuing freedom and ideals. In art, his poems are novel in imagination, strong in emotion, magnificent in artistic conception and fresh and lively in language, forming a bold artistic style and reaching the peak of positive romantic poetry in ancient China.
There are more than 900 poems, including Li Taibai's poems.
3. "Wine" poem Bai Juyi's "Gift to Liu": "Quiet stove red, green ant new wine, snow 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 relatives when they go out to the sun. 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! .
Li Bai, Lan Ling, Hakka wine tulip, jade bowl amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
4. What wine luminous glasses are there in the poems about wine? I want to drink pipa right away.
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . 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 relatives when they go out to the sun. Glass hammer, amber thick, small groove wine drops are really pearl red.
Cooking dragons, setting off firecrackers and crying jade, Luo Wei embroidered curtains surround the fragrant wind. The high hall is full of lights and wild geese are singing at night.
The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and the jade plate is worth 10 thousand yuan. 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.
If you don't love wine, the wine star can't go to heaven. If you don't like wine, you shouldn't have the name Jiuquan.
Since heaven and earth love wine, I am worthy of heaven loving wine. First, I heard that wine is better than saints, and then I heard that turbidity is better than saints.
Since sages are drinking, why ask for immortals? Three cups on the road, fighting is natural.
But drinking is fun. Don't pass it on to people who wake up. 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. Sometimes when I'm free, I walk through the county town, have a drink, and cross my sword over my knees.
Zhu hai will be beaten and urged to win. Calligraphy is natural, and drunken language is particularly bold and crazy.
A pot of wine beside the bed can make you sleep better. Thousands of stems on the temples are like new snow, and one tenth of them want mud.
Drunkenness leads to poetry and magic hair, and laments the afternoons. There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.
There's no time to replenish blood. How about a glass of wine inside? ? I advise you not to say anything, not to doubt, and not to know until you know. When I came back, my head was white, and the money was used to buy wine.
Courtiers are the most thirsty, and they don't give a cup to the golden stem. Originally, the boss had nothing to do. In Chengdu, wine can also be used to kill his old age, not to mention that a beautiful woman like Zhuo Wenjun became Lu wine.
The green flag is several feet wide and hangs in the driveway. Most of them are blown by the wind. Sorry, I saw the name of the wine.
It's snowing outside the window. Hold the stove and open the jar. What is it like for a fishing boat to sleep at the bottom of a tent, Qiu Jiang?
After drinking wine, my chest is still open and my temples are slightly frosted. What's the harm! When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Autumn came to the border town, the sound of the horn sounded, and the peaceful bonfire lit the bonfire.
Singing and singing, standing on a high place, he gave wine to the land, which produced infinite enthusiasm for restoring Guanzhong. Living under the western hills is a society that loves wine and poetry in the middle of heaven and earth.
Qing Zun is not Chanjuan who has loose bowels. Drunk dancing is crazy singing, without losing the elegance of Jin people.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river. When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.
When the watered wine is first ripe, invite my friend to have a drink. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the moon is high.
I am so drunk that I want to sleep with you. If you are interested, I will still hold the piano. There is also a pot of wine that should be returned to you.
Laugh at my house, the door is covered with grass and the diameter is long with moss. You shouldn't use your hands, but put the crab in the cup.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. .
I wanted to ask you before putting hops, but I couldn't stay in spring. Even if youth can stay.
Where is the unforgettable wine in the world? On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is as bright as during the day. Han Yin washes the clear sky, and its brilliance will last forever.
Cool breeze gives birth to jade, and I am afraid that clouds will come and go. At this time, Yi Deng is dying, rain or shine.
Where is the unforgettable wine, the autumn festival is heavy. Walking around the east fence, Jin Ying is very clever.
It's too late to be surprised. My heart is far away from Nanshan. At this time a bright, Gao Huai why reward.
Where is the unforgettable wine, six flowers cast a gap, Qiong Yao is thorough. There is fire everywhere, the stove is red, and the wind rustles in the corner.
Floating and flying, the mighty silver waves roll. A lamp is dry at this time, but singing is cold.
There is no place on earth where you forget your wine, and it will never be about friends who come to the door. Why do you say that Lotte is true and Yunshan is thriving?
Sit down in the wind and use butterfly lace. Yi Deng is free at this time, who will accompany you?
Where is the unforgettable wine in the world, after the Qingming Festival in the wild shop in the mountain village. Wild flowers are red all the way, and the wind blows all the way.
Where is the unforgettable wine in the world, and you can climb the hole alone. Looking at the clouds by leaning on the staff, you can smell the sound of running water.
The flowers in the mountain are brilliant, and there are many suggestions in the pot. Pour a lamp at this time and forget the fame and fortune.
There is no place to forget wine, and there are friends on the rocks by the water. Meet the old mountain forest and live in seclusion.
I have exhausted my fame, and I have no hidden dumping. How can friendship be comfortable without lights at this time?
. Bi Zhuo drank a glass of wine before he died, and Zuo Zongtang's grave was three feet behind him.
Better get drunk than get drunk. The wine glasses are deep, so they are popular.
Don't refuse to drink whenever possible. I'll fall down slowly while you sing. Qu Yuan's death is up to him.
Being drunk and sober is a struggle. There are drinks today, and there are limited cups before.
. The wind is not drunk, and countless leaves fall back to the crow.
Full moon people might as well die, only hate wine for flowers. Jiangcheng in autumn is in a wine house, and wine is good for Qiu Guang.
Guests are advised to get drunk, and they are angry to hang out in the wild shop. Turbid wine does not quench the tears of worrying about the country, and we should strive for talents when saving.
It's worth spending a lot of money to buy a treasure knife and change mink fur. I feel the same way when I drink just right.
Ancient poets had many names about wine! In ancient China, it seemed that poetry and wine were inseparable! !
Wine is an inducer of literati inspiration. "Hundreds of Li Bai's drinking poems. Chang 'an went to a restaurant to sleep, but the son of heaven didn't get on the boat, claiming to be Brewmaster. "I believe everyone is familiar with the famous sentence of Du Fu's Old Comrades. Since ancient times, many literati, poets, painters and calligraphers have been related to wine. They are enthusiastic, talented and fluent in wine.
At all times and in all countries, it is hard to count how many lofty sentiments and ambitions wine can arouse. Cao Cao's "Short Songs" shows his commitment to the tragic fate of mankind. Li Bai's "Into the Wine" "You don't see how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky and into the ocean, never to return, ... Oh, let a spiritual man take risks in his favorite place, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty!" , full of heroic feelings; Sue's when is the bright moon? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? ..... People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine. This matter is ancient and difficult to complete. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. "Then feel sorry for the hardships of parting and life; As for Lu You's: "Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine, all love palace wall willows." It's about where you're going. Too many, in short, forever farewell is a great shock. Without wine, how can there be so many famous sayings?
In fact, since the history of China literature, literature has been entangled with wine. There are many poems about wine in China's earliest literary works, The Book of Songs and Songs of the South. About thirty articles in The Book of Songs mentioned wine, accounting for exactly one tenth of all poems. Qu Yuan is more interesting. There are some names in his poems, such as pepper wine and cinnamon wine, but he claims not to drink: "I am alone when the world is muddy, and I wake up alone when everyone is drunk" (Fisherman), but there is always a feeling that there is no silver here. Again, if you really don't want to write wine into poetry, it proves that wine is everywhere in poetry, and you can't escape if you want to.
Wine can make people get rid of worldly troubles and write true poems. Physically speaking, wine can excite people's cerebral cortex, make people's emotions and thinking enter a highly active state, mobilize the memory of experience and a large amount of information usually deposited in the brain but unconsciously obtained, and catalyze inspiration. Su Shi said in Drinking Poems with Tao Yuanming that "pitching is different, and drinking poems are unique", which means that everything in the world has different forms and there are poems everywhere. As soon as I drink, poetry comes. So he called wine-"poem hook", ha, absolutely. He even turned the previous "natural articles, self-rewarding by skillful hands" into "natural articles, self-rewarding by drinking".
Therefore, wine urges poetry. Poetry and wine have always been called together. Of course, Tao Yuanming, Li Bai, Du Fu and Su Dongpo are the most famous people who promote poetry with wine.
Drinking reminds me of poetry. Poetry reminds me of wine. Wine and poetry seem to be twin brothers, forming an indissoluble bond. The Book of Songs is the earliest collection of poems in China, from which we can smell the strong wine. Drinking is a pleasure, but due to the limitation of productivity, it is not easy to brew a little wine. So with a little wine, we often think of our ancestors and use it as a sacrifice to enjoy with the gods.
Sake is not only packed, but also prepared. It was built to sacrifice it, not to do great things. -"The Book of Songs, Yagan Foothills"
Worshippers don't invite people to eat and drink for no reason, but have hope in God. Floods, droughts and storms often threaten people's survival. In the case of not dominating nature, we can only pray to the gods that the weather is good and the crops are bumper and free from hunger. "From now on, at its age. A gentleman has a valley, and a grandson has a grandson. Yu Yue Le. " From spring to summer to winter, people put on snow coats, braved the cold and heat, kept cultivating, sacrificed to the gods and secretly celebrated their birthdays. However, what really makes people smile, drink comfortably and have fun is when they appear on the stage.
Playing games while drinking is the most common thing at court banquets. They put all their eggs in one basket to decide the outcome. There are many such descriptions in Walking Reed: "Bow is strong, and four gold is waiting for it. The abandonment vector is even and the order is good. " The outcome was decided, and cheers were everywhere, so they made a scene and drank wine and clinked glasses to pray. Even if the sacrifice is just a ceremony, it is actually to fill your skin with wine.
6. Some ancient poets named wine as an inducer of literati inspiration.
"Hundreds of Li Bai's drinking poems. Chang 'an went to a restaurant to sleep, but the son of heaven didn't get on the boat, claiming to be Brewmaster. "I believe everyone is familiar with the famous sentence of Du Fu's Old Comrades. Since ancient times, many literati, poets, painters and calligraphers have been related to wine. They are enthusiastic, talented and fluent in wine.
At all times and in all countries, it is hard to count how many lofty sentiments and ambitions wine can arouse. Cao Cao's "Short Songs" shows his commitment to the tragic fate of mankind. Li Bai's "Into the Wine" "You don't see how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky and into the ocean, never to return, ... Oh, let a spiritual man take risks in his favorite place, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty!" , full of heroic feelings; Sue's when is the bright moon? Ask heaven for wine.
I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? ..... People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine. This matter is ancient and difficult to complete. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. "
Then feel sad about the hardships of parting and life; As for Lu You's: "Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine, all love palace wall willows." It's about where you're going.
Too many, in short, forever farewell is a great shock. Without wine, how can there be so many famous sayings? In fact, since the history of China literature, literature has been entangled with wine.
There are many poems about wine in China's earliest literary works, The Book of Songs and Songs of the South. About thirty articles in The Book of Songs mentioned wine, accounting for exactly one tenth of all poems.
Qu Yuan is more interesting. There are some names in his poems, such as pepper wine and cinnamon wine, but he claims not to drink: "I am alone when the world is muddy, and I wake up alone when everyone is drunk" (Fisherman), but there is always a feeling that there is no silver here. Again, if you really don't want to write wine into poetry, it proves that wine is everywhere in poetry, and you can't escape if you want to.
Wine can make people get rid of worldly troubles and write true poems. Physically speaking, wine can excite people's cerebral cortex, make people's emotions and thinking enter a highly active state, mobilize the memory of experience and a large amount of information usually deposited in the brain but unconsciously obtained, and catalyze inspiration.
Su Shi said in Drinking Poems with Tao Yuanming that "pitching is different, and drinking poems are unique", which means that everything in the world has different forms and there are poems everywhere. As soon as I drink, poetry comes. So he called wine-"poem hook", ha, absolutely.
He even turned the previous "natural articles, self-rewarding by skillful hands" into "natural articles, self-rewarding by drinking". Therefore, wine urges poetry.
Poetry and wine have always been called together. Of course, Tao Yuanming, Li Bai, Du Fu and Su Dongpo are the most famous people who promote poetry with wine.
Drinking reminds me of poetry. Poetry reminds me of wine. Wine and poetry seem to be twin brothers, forming an indissoluble bond.
The Book of Songs is the earliest collection of poems in China, from which we can smell the strong wine. Drinking is a pleasure, but due to the limitation of productivity, it is not easy to brew a little wine.
So with a little wine, we often think of our ancestors and use it as a sacrifice to enjoy with the gods. Sake is not only packed, but also prepared.
It was built to sacrifice it, not to do great things. -"The Book of Songs, Daya, and the withered foothills" People who worship have no need to eat and drink, but they have hope for God.
Floods, droughts and storms often threaten people's survival. In the case of not dominating nature, we can only pray to the gods that the weather is good and the crops are bumper and free from hunger.
"From now on, at its age. A gentleman has a valley, and a grandson has a grandson.
Yu Xu is happy. "From spring to summer to winter, people wore snowcoats, braved the cold and heat, kept practicing, worshipped the gods and secretly celebrated their birthdays. However, it really makes people smile, drink and have fun on the stage.
Playing games while drinking is the most common thing at court banquets. They put all their eggs in one basket to decide the outcome.
There are many such descriptions in Walking Reed: "Bow is strong, and four gold is waiting for it. The abandonment vector is even and the order is good. "
The outcome was decided, and cheers were everywhere, so they made a scene and drank wine and clinked glasses to pray. Even if the sacrifice is just a ceremony, it is actually to fill your skin with wine.
Wine is a wonderful thing. With it, you should not only "share" with the gods, but also entertain guests. The Chinese nation is a hospitable nation.
When friends and relatives visit, they should treat their guests with wine. One is to host the human face, and the other is to increase the fun. Steaming Ji, drinking cinnamon wine jiao pulp.
-"Nine Songs, East Emperor Taiyi" holds an arc and falls back, teaching Beiji to drink cinnamon pulp. -"Nine Songs Dong Jun" From Qu Yuan's poems, we saw the addition of spices such as "cinnamon" and "pepper", indicating that the varieties of wine have become rich and have local characteristics.
Qu Yuan's poems have far-reaching influence. Song Yu followed in his footsteps.
"The person who evokes the soul, Yu Ning did it." I have seen wine several times in this work, and the Chu style is more intense.
The secret bait of (Miju) (Minv) and some (Kuaichang) (Kuaihuang). Yao paddles and honey spoons are more like feathers.
If you drink cold, it will be cooler. China moves old and Joan paddles better.
When a beautiful woman is drunk, she looks better.
Don't waste entertainment wine, sink day and night.
Drink as much as you want, and be happy first.
Rich food, exquisite drinks, blue cream and bright candles, bright China lanterns, stirring bells, beauty is drunk. Although it is impossible to entertain gods and worship ghosts, it also reflects the luxury of the world.
By the end of the Han Dynasty, there was chaos and years of war. "Armor lice, ten thousand people die. Bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no cock crow for thousands of miles. "
People's lives are precarious, so they feel a lot. Cao Mengde is a very talented person. He writes poems on the river with wine. He hopes to pacify the separatist forces in various places, unify the rivers and mountains, and let the world appear to be rectified, so that he can have two drinks without worry.
"As a wine song, too common, collectors don't call. Wang Youzhi is wise, and the prime minister is loyal. "
People pay attention to civilization and etiquette. Mutual respect and mutual accommodation, respect for the old and love for the young, no way to pick up, no disputes.
The laws and regulations of the state are impartial, the judgments are reasonable, and officials love the people like children. God observes good people, and the weather is good.
While drinking, he galloped his imagination and outlined a paradise on earth for us, which can be said to be the first in the ideal world of "Peach Blossom Garden". However, the ideal is the ideal after all. After being drunk, looking back at the world is a mess.
With a limited life, it is difficult to pursue a distant goal. So I was impressed.