I don't feel guilty about wine.

Birds are still scarce when you are drunk.

This poem should be the work of Li Bai when he was relegated, from which we can feel a broad-minded but helpless Li Bai. Wine and flowers, moon and birds are his lonely companions. In this case, his choice can only be intoxicated, desolate, accompanied by lonely moonlit birds. This is Li Bai's most depressed period, but there is no such decadence in his poems. He is freed from hops, but he is also full of a broad sadness, which should be based on the fate of his home country. ......

Drunk in the spring to confess

If the world is a big dream, why work hard for it?

Just lying in front of us all day drunk and slumped.

In front of the court, a bird was singing among the flowers.

May I ask when this is? Spring breeze and warblers.

Feel like sighing, and fall in love with wine.

Waiting for the bright moon, the song has been forgotten.

In this poem, Li Bai melted into the gentle land of wine, found a new world with a new vision in the haze of drunkenness, hid in the quiet environment of nature and music, and resolved his frustration with a free and easy attitude of eating, drinking and having fun, which implied the author's criticism of the ugly and dark social reality. The language of the whole poem is beautiful and fluent. Although deeply influenced by Tao Yuanming's poetic style, he maintained Li Bai's own style.

Drinking the bright moon alone (I)

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.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

Li Bai was politically frustrated at that time, so he could only entrust loneliness and sadness to a glass of wine. No one understands him and no one is with him. It is really cold and miserable! However, when he pulled out his shadow in the bright moon and moonlight on the horizon and raised a glass together, the scene suddenly became lively again. I have to admire Li Bai's ingenious imagination. Obviously, he is so lonely and desolate, but in this way, he hides his melancholy. Only wine can soothe the unruly in his bones.