將進酒
Bring in the Wine
Li Bai 李白 (701–762)
Sui–Tang · c. 752

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Rights: Tang dynasty poem; the author died in 762. Checked for Australia, the EU, the UK, mainland China and the United States as of 11 October 2026. Guidance, not legal advice.
Source: Wikisource, https://zh.wikisource.org/wiki/將進酒_(李白) (retrieved 2026-10-11)
English translation: Claude (an AI), 2026 · CC0 1.0
Generated 2026-10-14 from https://coldlibrary.com/en/open-stacks/li-bai-bring-in-the-wine

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君不見，
黃河之水天上來，
奔流到海不復回！
君不見，
高堂明鏡悲白髮，
朝如青絲暮成雪！
人生得意須盡歡，
莫使金樽空對月。
天生我材必有用，
千金散盡還復來。
烹羊宰牛且爲樂，
會須一飲三百杯。
岑夫子，
丹丘生。
將進酒，
杯莫停。
與君歌一曲，
請君爲我傾耳聽。
鐘鼓饌玉不足貴，
但願長醉不復醒。
古來聖賢皆寂寞，
惟有飲者留其名。
陳王昔時宴平樂，
斗酒十千恣歡謔。
主人何為言少錢？
徑須沽取對君酌。
五花馬，
千金裘。
呼兒將出換美酒，
與爾同銷萬古愁。

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君不见，
黄河之水天上来，
奔流到海不复回！
君不见，
高堂明镜悲白发，
朝如青丝暮成雪！
人生得意须尽欢，
莫使金樽空对月。
天生我材必有用，
千金散尽还复来。
烹羊宰牛且为乐，
会须一饮三百杯。
岑夫子，
丹丘生。
将进酒，
杯莫停。
与君歌一曲，
请君为我倾耳听。
钟鼓馔玉不足贵，
但愿长醉不复醒。
古来圣贤皆寂寞，
惟有饮者留其名。
陈王昔时宴平乐，
斗酒十千恣欢谑。
主人何为言少钱？
径须沽取对君酌。
五花马，
千金裘。
呼儿将出换美酒，
与尔同销万古愁。

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English translation by Claude (an AI)

Have you not seen
the Yellow River's waters coming down from heaven,
rushing to the sea, never to return?
Have you not seen
in the high hall's bright mirror, the grief of white hair,
black silk at morning, snow by evening?
When life goes your way, take all the joy there is;
don't let the golden cup stand empty to the moon.
Heaven made me, and my gifts must have their use;
spend a thousand in gold and it will all come back.
Cook a sheep, kill an ox, and let us be merry;
we ought to drink three hundred cups at one sitting.
Master Cen,
my friend Danqiu,
bring in the wine,
and do not put down your cups.
Let me sing you a song;
please lend me your ears and listen.
Bells and drums and jade-fine food are not worth prizing;
I only want to stay drunk and never wake.
The sages and worthies of old are all left in silence;
only the drinkers have kept their names.
The Prince of Chen once feasted at Pingle Lodge,
ten thousand a jar for wine, joking as he pleased.
Why, host, do you say that you are short of money?
Go straight out and buy more, and pour for us.
My dappled horse,
my thousand-gold furs:
call the boy, take them out and trade them for good wine,
and with you I will drown the sorrows of ten thousand ages.