The poet Li Bai, reveled in the mountains and waters, and found inspiration blossoming around him.

In a bamboo grove where the stream meandered, scholars and artists gathered, their laughter mingled with the gentle, melodic bird calls. The clear, crisp water flowed serenely, while the air in the pavilion was rich with the scents of sandalwood, ink, and fine wine, creating a harmonious blend.

As cups clinked and ancient melodies from the guqin filled the space, he pondered a question that lingered in the air: How to dispel sorrow? The answer, he mused, was simple—only with good wine could one find solace!