Bringing In The Wine

　　Bringing In The Wine

　　See how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven. Entering the ocean, never to return.

　　See how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high?chambers?, Though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow.

　　...Oh, let a man of spirit?venture?where he pleases And never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon! Since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed! Spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back! Cook a sheep, kill a?cow,?whet?the?appetite?, And make me, of three hundred bowls, one long drink!

　　...To the old master, Cen, And the young scholar, Danqiu, Bring in the wine! Let your cups never rest! Let me sing you a song! Let your ears?attend?!

　　What are bell and?drum,?rare?dishes and treasure? Let me be forever drunk and never come to reason! Sober men of olden days and sages are forgotten, And only the great drinkers are famous for all time. ...Prince Chen paid at a?banquet?in the Palace of Perfection Ten thousand coins for a cask of wine, with many a laugh and quip.

　　Why say, my?host, that your money is gone? Go and buy wine and we'll drink it together! My flower-?dappled?horse, My furs worth a thousand, Hand them to the boy to?exchange?for good wine, And we'll drown away the woes of ten thousand generations!
　　（文/凌云空谷）

作者：凌云空谷