Here is one of my favorite Tang poems also   written by LiBai.

Don't you see the water of the Yellow River come from the sky?

Pouring into the ocean and never return.

Don't you see in high chambers a white-haired one sorrowing before the bright mirror? 

Though silken-black in the morning, have turned to snow-white in the evening.

Let us taste the old delights while we may,

And don't leave  our golden casks empty in the moonlight.

Gods have bestowed us genius , they will finally find its use some day,

Even a thousand gold pieces have been spent, they will come back again.

Cook a sheep , kill a cow , and carouse.

Truly you should drink three hundred cups in a round.

To master Chin,

And Tan-chiu ,too.

To you I offer wine,  never let your cups rest.

I will sing a song for you  ,

Lend an attentive ear to it please.

Little I prize bells , drums, rare dishes,

I wish I would be drunk forever and never awaken.

Sages and saints have been left alone in their solitude since the ancient days,

Only the drinkers are famous .

The King name Chen feasted  in his Palace of Peace and Pleasure in the old days,

Ten thousand measures for a cask of wine,   with laugh and quip,

Why say we have not the price?

Just go and buy wine , I will drink with you .

My horse spotted with somethings like five flowers,

My fur-coat worth a thousand pieces of gold.

I will call my son to barter them for sweet wine,

And with you twain, to forget the sorrow of ten thousand ages!

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