After Duan Gongzi drank the fine wine, he was in a good mood, he drank the jade liquor of the old man of Mufu with relish, while his eyebrows danced, and he talked and laughed with me, talking and laughing, and then he said happily that he would also compete with me in memory, with wine as the content, to poetry solitaire, a glass of wine and a poem, if anyone did not come up with it in time for three seconds, he would punish himself with ten cups, I think although I had played such a word game with Xiaofei and their group before, it gave people a feeling of unfinished business, very interesting.

And now it's just me and Duan Gongzi, looking at each other in such a small space, looking at each other, it's a rare opportunity, and it's even more joyful in my heart.

So after Duan Gongzi finished the wine in his hand, he thought about it slightly, and blurted out Li Bai's "Traveling in the Guest" - Lanling wine tulips, and the jade bowl filled with amber light.

But that the master may be drunk, and he will not know where it is. I also changed the chic appearance of drinking wild and uninhibited in the past, pretending to be a posture, and after taking a sip of Mufu wine, I was busy taking Li Bai's "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" - a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me. Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring.

I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess. When they wake up, they mingle together, and when they get drunk, they disperse. Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan.

Duan Gongzi said Tang Bohu's "Peach Blossom Poem" again - the peach blossom fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms for wine money.

When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and you come to sleep with the flowers after drinking. Half-awake and half-drunk, day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year.

I hope that the old man will die in the wine room, and he will not bow in front of the carriage and horse. The horse dust cart gallops the noble, and the wine cup flower branch is poor.

If you compare wealth to chariots and horses, his wealth will be my leisure. The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.

I don't see the tomb of Wuling heroes, and there are no flowers and no wine hoeing fields. I was in a hurry to come up with Su Shi's "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia" - the great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the characters are romantic through the ages.

To the west of the base, humanity is, Zhou Lang Chibi of the Three Kingdoms. The rocks pierced the air, the waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.

The country is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time. Thinking about Gongjin back then, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, and he was heroic. Lupine scarf, talking and laughing, the canopy is gone.

The old country fugue, affectionate should laugh at me, born early. Life is like a dream, and one is still in the moon. Duan Gongzi smiled and said: "I have it again, Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing" is a song about wine, and life is geometric! Be generous and unforgettable. How can we solve our worries? Only Du Kang. Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. But for the sake of the king, he has been groaning so far. Yo yo deer chirping, eating wild apples. I have guests, drummers and shengs. It is as clear as the moon, when can it be resolved? The more strange it is, the more vain it exists. Talking about the old kindness. The moon stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south. Three turns around the tree, what branches can be followed? The mountains are not tired of being high, and the sea is not tired of being deep. Zhou Gong vomited and fed, and the world returned to the heart. I nodded, and said with a slight smile: "Every time I write a poem about drinking, I will never forget Li Bai's poem "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" - you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop. Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me. The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time. The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years. What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman. Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. Duan Gongzi didn't feel it, and said brightly: "I also thought of this song just now, and you took the lead, so I'll change it to a short one—Bai Juyi's "- Ask Liu Nineteen" Green Ant New Brew Wine, Red Clay Small Stove." If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a cup?" I smiled and said: "I suddenly had an idea, and I remembered Su Shi's three poems, I won't leave the opportunity to you, and say it in one go." The first song of Jiangchengzi - Mizhou hunting old man chats about juvenile madness, the left leads the yellow, the right Qingcang, the brocade hat mink Qiu, and the thousand horses roll Pinggang. In order to repay the city, follow the Taishou, shoot the tiger in person, and watch Sun Lang. The wine is still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so what's the matter! In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent to hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf. The second song "Looking at the South of the River" is not old in spring, and the wind is thin and the willows are oblique. Try to see it on the transcendent stage, half a trench spring water and a city of flowers. Smoke and rain are dark. After the cold food, the wine wakes up but sighs. Hugh thinks about the old people and the old country, and will try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth. The third song "Xijiang Moon" is a big dream in the world, how many degrees of autumn is cool in life? Look at the eyebrows and sideburns. The wine is often sad and there are few customers, and the moon is mostly disturbed by clouds. Mid-Autumn Festival who shares the lonely light. Look north, Duan Gongzi, what should you do, count down to three, two, one,——" Duan Gongzi didn't expect me to say three songs in one breath, but after he searched his intestines and scraped his belly, he immediately blurted out: "Wang Han's "Liangzhou Ci" grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately." Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people returned to fight in ancient times? Du Mu's "Repatriation" was down-and-out in the south of the Yangtze River, and his waist was slender and his palm was light. Ten years of Yangzhou dream, won the Qinglou Bo Xing name. There is also Li Bai's "Farewell to Jinling Wine Shop", the wind blows the willow flowers all over the store, and Wu Ji presses the wine to call customers to taste. The children of Jinling came to see each other off, and they did everything they could. Please try to ask the east flowing water, don't care who is short or long. "Duan Gongzi and I are drinking like this, while poetry solitaire, sweet and pure wine makes people want to drink more and more, beautiful poetry is also evoking the inner stirring, Duan Gongzi and I completely forgot that time is passing by minute by minute, forgetting that this is just a simple underground wine cellar, just care about the spirits, unfinished, talking and laughing freely, really poetic, the years are quiet.

In particular, I think that Duan Gongzi, who is slightly drunk, drunk and misty, looks better at people, so I use my drunken eyes to see the misty, hazy moon, hazy flowers, hazy birds, and hazy people Duan Gongzi, I think he is even more graceful, graceful, graceful, graceful, jade tree in the wind, handsome and unstoppable, really drunk and everyone is drunk, and there are few thousand cups of wine for confidants.

We were about to continue the poetry and drink, when suddenly we heard a sound from the ground clearing, and there was a sudden and rapid footstep sound not far away, not good-Duan Gongzi whispered in my ear.