Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Zhang Zhi rode a horse like a boat, dazzled, and fell asleep at the bottom of the well.

Ruyang's three fights began in the sky, and the road was salivating at the corner of the car. I wish I could not seal it to Jiuquan.

Drinking thousands of dollars, a cup of music is called avoiding sages.

Zong Zhi, a handsome boy, looked up at the sky with white eyes, as bright as Yushu before the wind.

Before Su Jin Dynasty embroidered Buddha in Changzhai, he often liked to escape Zen when he was drunk.

Li Bai wrote hundreds of poems about fighting wine. Chang 'an went to a restaurant to sleep, but the son of heaven didn't get on the boat, claiming to be Brewmaster.

Zhang Xu handed down three cups of grass, and before he took off his hat and showed his head to the maharaja, he threw the paper like a cloud.

Jiao Sui's five buckets of rice are outstanding and have amazing eloquence. ?

Translation:

When he was drunk, Zhang Zhi rode on a horse and staggered as if he were on a boat. He fell into the well with dim eyes and fell asleep at the bottom of the well.

Li Xian, the king of Ruyang, drank three glasses of wine and went to see the son of heaven. On the way, I met a car filled with distiller's yeast, and the smell of wine made my mouth water. It's a pity that it can't be sealed in Jiuquan County, where the water tastes like wine.

Shi Li, the right-hand man, spends thousands of dollars to drink like a whale swallowing the water of a hundred rivers in order to rise every day. It is claimed that the purpose of drinking is to get rid of politics and make way for beauty.

Cui Zongzhi is a handsome young man. When he has a drink, he often looks up at the sky. His handsome figure is like a well-proportioned tree.

Although Su Jin fasted before the Buddha, he often forgot the Buddhist precepts when drinking.

Li Bai can write hundreds of poems in a wine fight. He goes to Chang 'an Street Restaurant to drink and often sleeps in restaurants. The son of heaven gave a banquet in the lake and asked him to preface the poem. He refused to get on the boat because he was drunk, claiming to be Brewmaster.

Zhang Xu drank three glasses of wine and wrote a book with a brush. People called him Cao Xian. He often takes off his hat in front of princes and nobles and scribbles books. If God helps him, his book will be like a cloud of smoke on the paper.

After drinking five glasses of wine, I regained my spirits. The conversation at the banquet often surprises everyone.

2. "Living in seclusion with Li Xun"

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Hou Li has a beautiful sentence, which is often like a pit.

Yu Yidong is a guest. He is like a brother.

Drunk sleep autumn quilt, hand in hand with Japanese counterparts.

I prefer to live in seclusion and look for Guo Sheng in the north.

Getting started with Gao Xingfa, serving children.

The scenery is cold and the clouds set off the ancient city.

Who keeps singing praises to oranges and asking for soup?

I don't want to talk about money ?

Translation:

Li Bai often has wonderful poems, which are as good as Yin Keng, a man in the Southern Dynasties.

I am also a hermit in Luxian County, and I love him as if I were my own brother.

After getting drunk at night, sleep under a quilt and play hand in hand during the day.

Thinking of a secluded date, we went to visit Mr. Fan in the north of the city together.

There is an elegant taste after entering the door, and the young boy servant also makes people feel elegant.

I didn't want to disperse until the sunset was cold and the night clouds enveloped the ancient city.

Just like the Kaku Takashina people in "Orange Jun", who would covet the beautiful scenery of their hometown?

We don't want to discuss official career, but we are bathed in pure friendship.

3. "Send Li Twelve White and Twenty Rhymes"

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

There used to be fanatics, nicknamed immortal.

Put pen to paper shocks the wind and rain, and poetry becomes tears.

Since then, fame has never spread.

The literary talent is extraordinary and the communication will be unparalleled.

The dragon boat moves late, and the beast gets a new robe.

Come to the deep temple during the day, and Qingyun will follow suit.

Begging for the best, making promises and meeting my relatives.

I have not lost my ambition to live in seclusion, and I feel humiliated.

The play is about cherishing the wild and drinking childish.

Drunk dancing in Liangyuan Night, singing in Surabaya Spring.

You have no neighbors only if you are proud and don't show your heart.

Chu Shi and Mi Heng are handsome, and Yuan Xian's students are poor.

When the rice is not full, the tears of barley will hurt you.

Wuling Yan steamed the land, and the three dangers exiled the minister.

A few years ago, I was killed by an ostrich, and I cried to Kirin alone.

Su Wu returned to Han first, and it doesn't matter if Huang Gong went to Qin.

Chu Yan gave a speech that day, and Liang Prison wrote a letter.

The existing laws have been used. Who will explain this?

Autumn moon sings old songs, and I am sick at dusk.

Don't blame Bourne, use it and care about it. ?

Translation:

At that time, there was a free and unrestrained person named Li Bai, also known as Xian Xian.

Seeing him put pen to paper, the wind and rain lamented; Seeing his poems, ghosts and gods were moved to tears.

Since then, the name of Li Bai has shaken the capital, and the previous difficulties and frustrations have been swept away. He was called into the court by Xuanzong as an academician; His earth-shattering and tear-jerking poems will be handed down from generation to generation.

He rowed with Xuanzong until late, and was finally given a royal costume by the emperor.

Xuanzong often summoned Li Bai, who was very popular.

Later, because I was framed by traitors and paid back, I met me on the road.

Li Bai does not hide his great ambition, but he can protect himself in different situations, whether he is favored or exiled.

After I met him, Li Bai understood my free and easy, and I also appreciated his generosity.

We drink and dance in Liangyuan at night and sing in Surabaya in spring.

Although gifted, it is useless. Morality is lofty, but no one understands it. Although his intelligence is comparable to that of Mi Fei in the Eastern Han Dynasty, his fate is like Yuan Zhen, who is down and out.

Li Bai must have been forced by life to take refuge in Wang Yong. It is said that he received a large sum of money from Wang Yong, which is really a rumor.

But he was exiled and drifted for a long time.

I have been troubled by disasters for several years, and my heart must be sad.

Su Wu finally returned to the cold pavilion. Will Huanggong Xia play for the Qin Dynasty?

Suffering from the cold shoulder of the monarch, Li Bai also wrote a letter to defend himself.

If things were difficult to understand at that time and Li Bai was allowed to plead guilty, who can report the matter to the court now?

In his later years, Li Bai kept reciting poems, hoping that he would recover soon and write more poems.

Don't complain that the emperor is unkind, but write to the court to know the truth.

4. To Li Bai

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Qiu Lai is very concerned about him, but he is not ashamed of Ge Hong for cinnabar.

Crazy songs, empty life, who is domineering?

Translation:

When you leave in autumn, you look around and float around like a flying canopy; I'm really ashamed that Ge Hong, an alchemist in the Western Jin Dynasty, didn't seek immortality.

Drinking and singing happily every day, killing the days in vain; Who is a hero like you for?

5. Spring Return to Li Bai

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Li Bai's poems are unparalleled, and his superb creativity is far beyond ordinary people.

Li Bai's poems are the fresh wind of Yu Xin's poems and the backbone of Jun Zai's works.

Now, I am alone on the spring tree in Weibei, and you are on each side of the sun, sunset and sky in the southeast, and you can only miss.

When can we have another drink and discuss our poems? ?

Translation:

Li Bai's poems are unparalleled, and his superb talent is far beyond the average person.

Li Bai's poems have both the freshness of Yu Xin's poems and the elegance of Bao Zhao's works.

Now, I am facing the trees in spring alone in Weibei, and you can only miss each other from a distance while watching the dusk in Jiangdong.

When can we have a drink at the same table and discuss our poems carefully?