Ocupation: Poet
Life: 701 - 762
Now let you and me buy wine today! Why say we have not the price? My horse spotted with five flowers, My fur-coat worth a thousand pieces of gold, These I will take out, and call my boy To barter them for sweet wine. And with you twain, let me forget The sorrow of ten thousand ages!
- Li Bai
topic: Sweet, Horse, Flower, My Boys, Sweet Wine, Fur Coats