Poem ๐Ÿ“”

Invitation to Wine

Do you not see the Yellow River come from the sky,
Rushing into the sea and neโ€™er come back?
Do you not see the mirrors bright in chambers high
Grieve oโ€™er your snow-white hair though once it was silk-black?
When hopes are won, oh! Drink your fill in high delight,
And never leave your wine-cup empty in moonlight!
Heaven has made us talents, weโ€™re not made in vain.
A thousand gold coins spent, more will turn up again.
Kill a cow, cook a sheep and let us merry be,
And drink three hundred cupfuls of wine in high glee!

Dear friends of mine,
Cheer up, cheer up!
I invite you to wine.
Do not put down your cup!
I will sing you a song, please hear,
O hear! Lend me a willing ear!
What difference will rare and costly dishes make?
I only want to get drunk and never to wake.
How many great men were forgotten troungh the ages?
But great drinkers are more famous than sober sages.
The Prince of Poets feastโ€™d in his place at will,
Drank wine at ten thousand a cask and laughed his fill.
A host should not complain of money he is short,
To drink with you I will sell things of any sort.
My fur coat worth a thousand coins of gold
And my flower-dappled horse may be sold
To buy good wine that we may drown the woes age-old

์ˆ ์„ ์˜ฌ๋ฆฌ๋ ค ํ•˜๋‹ค

๊ทธ๋Œ€๋Š” ๋ณด์ง€ ๋ชปํ•˜์˜€๋Š”๊ฐ€ ํ™ฉํ•˜์˜ ๋ฌผ์ด ์ฒœ์ƒ์—์„œ ์™€์„œ
๋‹ฌ๋ ค๊ฐ€ ๋ฐ”๋‹ค์— ์ด๋ฅด๋ฉด ๋‹ค์‹œ ๋Œ์•„์˜ค์ง€ ๋ชปํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์„.
๊ทธ๋Œ€๋Š” ๋ณด์ง€ ๋ชปํ•˜์˜€๋Š”๊ฐ€ ๊ณ ๋‹น(้ซ˜ๅ ‚)์˜ ๊ฑฐ์šธ์— ๋ฐฑ๋ฐœ ์Šฌํผํ•˜์—ฌ
์•„์นจ์—๋Š” ํ‘ธ๋ฅธ ์‹ค ๊ฐ™๋‹ค๊ฐ€ ์ €๋…์ด๋ฉด ๋ˆˆ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ํฐ ๊ฒƒ์„.
์ธ์ƒ์ด ๋œป์„ ์–ป์œผ๋ฉด ๋ชจ๋ฆ„์ง€๊ธฐ ์‹ค์ปท ์ฆ๊ธธ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ˆ
๊ธˆ ์ˆ ์ž” ์žก๊ณ  ๋ถ€์งˆ์—†์ด ๋‹ฌ์„ ๋Œ€ํ•˜์ง€ ๋ง๋ผ.
ํ•˜๋Š˜์ด ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ๋‚ณ์Œ ๋ฐ˜๋“œ์‹œ ์“ธ ๋ฐ๊ฐ€ ์žˆ์–ด์„œ์ด๋‹ˆ
์ฒœ๊ธˆ์„ ๋ชจ๋‘ ํฉ์œผ๋ฉด ๋‹ค์‹œ ๋Œ์•„์˜จ๋‹ค๋„ค.
์—ผ์†Œ ์‚ถ๊ณ  ์†Œ ์žก์•„ ์šฐ์„  ์ฆ๊ฑฐ์›Œํ•  ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ˆ
์‘๋‹น ๋ชจ๋ฆ„์ง€๊ธฐ ํ•œ ๋ฒˆ์— ์‚ผ๋ฐฑ ์ž”์€ ๋งˆ์…”์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค์˜ค.
์ž ๋ถ€์ž(ๅฒ‘ๅคซๅญ)์™€ ๋‹จ๊ตฌ์ƒ(ไธนไธ˜็”Ÿ)์•„!
๊ทธ๋Œ€์™€ ํ•œ ๊ณก์กฐ ๋…ธ๋ž˜ํ•˜๋ฆฌ๋‹ˆ
๊ทธ๋Œ€๋Š” ๋‚˜ ์œ„ํ•ด ๊ท€ ๊ธฐ์šธ์—ฌ ๋“ค์œผ๋ผ.
์ข…์ •(้พ้ผŽ)๊ณผ ์˜ฅ๋ฐฑ(็Ž‰ๅธ›)๋„ ๊ท€ํ•  ๊ฒƒ ์—†์œผ๋‹ˆ
๋‹ค๋งŒ ํ•ญ์ƒ ์ทจํ•˜์—ฌ ๊นจ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ์›ํ•˜์ง€ ์•Š๋…ธ๋ผ.
๊ณ ๋ž˜๋กœ ์–ด์ง„์ด์™€ ํ†ต๋‹ฌํ•œ ์ด ๋ชจ๋‘ ์ ๋ง‰ํ•˜๋‚˜
์˜ค์ง ์ˆ  ๋งˆ์‹  ์ž๋งŒ์ด ์ด๋ฆ„ ๋‚จ๊ฒผ์–ด๋ผ.
์ง„์™•(้™ณ็Ž‹)์ด ์˜›๋‚  ํ‰๋‚™๊ด€(ๅนณ๏ฅœ่ง€)์—์„œ ์ž”์น˜ํ•  ๋•Œ์—๋Š”
ํ•œ ๋ง ์ˆ ์— ๋งŒ์ „(่ฌ้Œข) ์ฃผ๊ณ  ์‹ค์ปท ์ฆ๊ธฐ๊ณ  ๋†๋‹ดํ•˜์˜€๋‹ค์˜ค.
์ฃผ์ธ์€ ์–ด์ดํ•˜์—ฌ ๋ˆ์ด ์ ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋งํ•˜๋Š”๊ฐ€
์šฐ์„  ์ˆ ์„ ๋ฐ›์•„๋‹ค ๊ทธ๋Œ€์™€ ๋Œ€์ž‘ํ•˜๋ฆฌ๋ผ.
์˜คํ™”๋งˆ(ไบ”่Šฑ้ฆฌ)์™€ ์ฒœ๊ธˆ์˜ ๊ฐ–์˜ท
์•„์ด ๋ถˆ๋Ÿฌ๋‚ด๋‹ค๊ฐ€ ์ข‹์€ ์ˆ ๊ณผ ๋ฐ”๊พธ์–ด
๊ทธ๋Œ€์™€ ๋งŒ๊ณ ์˜ ์‹œ๋ฆ„ ์žŠ์–ด๋ณด์„ธ.

ๅฐ‡้€ฒ้…’

ๅ›ไธ่ฆ‹้ปƒๆฒณไน‹ๆฐดๅคฉไธŠไพ†๏ผŒๅฅ”ๆตๅˆฐๆตทไธๅพฉๅ›ž๏ผŸ
ๅ›ไธ่ฆ‹้ซ˜ๅ ‚ๆ˜Ž้กๆ‚ฒ็™ฝ้ซฎ๏ผŒๆœๅฆ‚้’็ตฒๆšฎๆˆ้›ช๏ผŸ

ไบบ็”Ÿๅพ—ๆ„้ ˆ็›กๆญก๏ผŒ่Žซไฝฟ้‡‘ๆจฝ็ฉบๅฐๆœˆใ€‚
ๅคฉ็”Ÿๆˆ‘ๆๅฟ…ๆœ‰็”จ๏ผŒๅƒ้‡‘ๆ•ฃ็›ก้‚„ๅพฉไพ†ใ€‚
็ƒน็พŠๅฎฐ็‰›ไธ”็‚บๆจ‚๏ผŒๆœƒ้ ˆไธ€้ฃฒไธ‰็™พๆฏใ€‚

ๅฒ‘ๅคซๅญ๏ผŒไธนไธ˜็”Ÿ๏ผŒๅฐ‡้€ฒ้…’๏ผŒๆฏ่Žซๅœใ€‚
่ˆ‡ๅ›ๆญŒไธ€ๆ›ฒ๏ผŒ่ซ‹ๅ›็‚บๆˆ‘ๅ‚พ่€ณ่ฝใ€‚
้˜้ผ“้ฅŒ็Ž‰ไธ่ถณ่ฒด๏ผŒไฝ†้ก˜้•ท้†‰ไธๅพฉ้†’ใ€‚

ๅคไพ†่–่ณข็š†ๅฏ‚ๅฏž๏ผŒๅ”ฏๆœ‰้ฃฒ่€…็•™ๅ…ถๅใ€‚
้™ณ็Ž‹ๆ˜”ๆ™‚ๅฎดๅนณๆจ‚๏ผŒๆ–—้…’ๅๅƒๆฃ่ฎ™่ฌ”ใ€‚

ไธปไบบไฝ•็‚บ่จ€ๅฐ‘้Œข๏ผŒๅพ‘้ ˆๆฒฝๅ–ๅฐๅ›้…Œใ€‚
ไบ”่Šฑ้ฆฌ๏ผŒๅƒ้‡‘่ฃ˜๏ผŒ
ๅ‘ผๅ…’ๅฐ‡ๅ‡บๆ›็พŽ้…’๏ผŒ่ˆ‡็ˆพๅŒ้Šท่ฌๅคๆ„ใ€‚