There is a Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, and a Peach Blossom Fairy in Peach Blossom Temple; the Peach Blossom Fairy grows peach trees and picks peach flowers in exchange for wine money.

When you are sober, you just sit among the flowers; when you are drunk, you come to sleep under the flowers; half-awake and half-drunk day after day, the flowers bloom and fall year after year.

I hope that I will die in old age while spending time in wine, and I don’t want to bow in front of carriages and horses. Those who have rich carriages and horses are interested in it, and those who have poor wine-cup branches are destined to have good fortune.

If the poor are compared to the poor, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky; if the poor are compared to a chariot and a horse, he has to drive and I have nothing to do.

Others laugh at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at others because they can’t see through it; there are no tombs of heroes from the Five Tombs, and there are no flowers or wine to cultivate the fields.

I saw peach blossoms blooming all over the mountain again, but the peach blossom fairy of the past was nowhere to be seen. Where is the Peach Blossom Fairy going? Leave the peach blossoms in the air to face the beauty.

I used to be drunk in front of fairy flowers, but now I am sleeping deep in the white clouds. The drunkenness lasts for endless days, and the flowers bloom and fall without knowing the age.

Youth is always in the flower wine, and the years pass in front of the carriage. Today I am looking at the flower-garlanded mountain walk, and the garden is full of flowers from far and near.

The shyness dyes the water of the two pools, and the brightness burns to the ninth heaven. There is wine in the cup, you can be rich or poor, there are flowers in front of you, you can be busy or idle.

Who knows my inner interests, who seems to be able to see through them? I chant peach blossoms all the way, don't ask how much my salary will be today.