The wine was so bold that seven parts turned into moonlight, and the remaining three parts roared into sword energy! As soon as Xiu Mou spits out, he is half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty! As soon as this comment came out. In Chang'an Palace Garden. Everyone in the house was shocked! Gao Lishi was dumbfounded! Yang Yuhuan was dumbfounded! Li Longji......Also~ I was dumbfounded! quiet! Quiet! Extremely quiet! The huge palace garden was lively and noisy just now.
In an instant, it was as if the mute button had been pressed. Only Tianmu's ancient poetry dialogue continues to play. also. No more noise! Gudong! In an eerie silence. I don’t know who swallowed the saliva "Li, Li Bai?" A nobleman turned his head in surprise. His pupils were full of surprise. He looked at the scholar in white robe next to Li Longji who smelled of alcohol. It seemed hard to believe it! And as soon as he said these words, his voice was subtle. But it fell on the silent banquet at this moment. It was like snow falling on a flat lake. It stirred up a pool of spring charm. In the palace garden, the black and white colors faded. Everyone regained their vitality. Chirping. Suddenly it became lively again. "Were all those poems written by the same person just now?"
"And they were all written by Li Bai?" "Did he have so many poems that have been passed down to future generations?" "No way?" "Was he so famous in later generations?" Everyone was very surprised. They pointed at the sky curtain and pointed at Li Bai. They knew that Li Bai's poems were very good. But...... I didn’t expect it to be so good! Li Longji also came to his senses at this time. He looked at Li Bai. stunned "These, these poems and articles on the sky curtain, were all written by you?" What else can Li Bai say? "Don't dare to deceive the saint" "Some of the poems that appeared in Tianmu just now......It was indeed done by Bai early in his life" "But those poems and essays may have been put away in a high cabinet by me, or they may have only been circulated to a few friends, so they are not enough for outsiders to understand." "some remaining......Shiro has never seen it before." To put it in human terms. It is true that some of them were written by me. But a large part of them. Even I saw it for the first time. Li Longji didn't react for a while. He said doubtfully "Since you haven’t seen it, how will future generations say it was you?......" Yang Yuhuan's beautiful eyes turned. Said with a sweet smile "Saint, have you eaten too much and drank too much?" "Those poems and essays that Li Bai had not heard of must have been written by him in the future." "It hasn't come out yet, so of course we have no way of knowing."
When Li Longji heard this, he patted his head and immediately laughed. "Yes!" "I was so drunk with wine that I forgot about this." After that, he looked at Li Bai again. He couldn't stop nodding his head. "Yeah" "It is a great blessing that I have a minister in the Tang Dynasty!" This time. Compared with the previous joking and teasing, Li Longji's attitude seems to be much more important. Can you not pay attention to it? After all, Tianmu's evaluation of Li Bai is too high! ——The wine was so bold that seven parts turned into moonlight, and the remaining three parts roared into sword energy! As soon as Xiu Mou spits out, he is half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty! Listen! As soon as you spit it out, you will be half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty! What a high praise this is! Immortal in poetry! Well-deserved reputation! Li Longji asked "Li Bai, I have called you here today precisely because I want you to write a poem." "It just so happens that you are sober now." "Has there ever been a rise in poetry?" Li Bai hasn't spoken yet. On the side. Gao Lishi immediately came over with a poop. "Mr. Li, your boots are very harsh on your feet. Please sit down and let me help you take off your boots." Just now, he was considered disgusted by taking off his boots.
At this moment, Gao Lishi was happy to do it. He took the initiative to help Li Bai take off his boots before anyone mentioned it! Even Li Bai didn't have an official status now. He rushed up and called Sir "Banishing immortals and composing poems, the words they say will be famous throughout the ages" "As a eunuch, I can help take off the shoes of Wenquxing in the sky, which is a blessing that I can't ask for in ten lifetimes!" Gao Lishi has a great idea. The name of Li Bai's poem has been passed down through the ages. I helped him take off his shoes. Wouldn't it also be passed down through the ages along with the poem? Hiss!!! This deal is such a good deal! When I think of this. Gao Lishi almost half pushed and half pulled. He pushed Li Bai to the ground and took off his boots! "This this." Li Bai saw that his shoes were in the hands of Gao Lishi. Only the brocade socks were left on his feet. He immediately couldn't laugh or cry. Li Longji was also amused. He smiled and cursed at Gao Lishi. "You old dog is quite clever, hahaha." The atmosphere of the entire Tang Dynasty was relatively open. Especially during the Tianbao period when the Tang Dynasty was at its peak. This was even more true. If it were placed in the Qing Dynasty in later generations, even if Gao Lishi was lent 100,000 courage, he would not dare to do it. Such a thing--a mistake in front of the emperor is enough to kill him. Yang Yuhuan laughed and said "Since the strong man takes off his boots, let me grind my body with the banished immortal." "Bring me pen and ink~~~" soon. The Four Treasures of the Study are presented. Yang Yuhuan spreads catkins.
He actually really worked hard for Li Bai! See this kind of battle. Li Bai also knew that he had to write this poem today. ——Of course, he didn't mean to refuse. That's what he came for today. but. What to write? Li Bai picked up the brush. Think about it carefully. And as he began to ponder. In the palace garden. It immediately became quiet. For fear of disturbing the poet's thoughts. Everyone stared at Li Bai eagerly. I wonder what he can create that will last forever. And just at this time. On the canopy. A new round of ancient poetry dialogues appears. Host:"Little girl, what follows is the last sentence of the ancient poem Q&A in Li Bai's chapter. Listen carefully.......The clouds want the clothes and the flowers want the appearance?" "Yun Xiang.....Yun Xiang....." Just in time. The little girl is down. Yun thought for a long time. I didn't even think of a reason why. Li Bai was inspired by this. He immediately raised his eyebrows. Poems are flying! "The clouds want the clothes and the flowers want the appearance?" He laughed "The spring breeze blows on the threshold, and the dew is strong?." As he spoke, he wrote straight away.
In an instant, a poem was spread out on the paper! Yang Yuhuan looked over and couldn't help but chant. "Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of appearance......" "Revlon in the spring breeze" "If I hadn't seen you at the top of Qunyu Mountain,....." "Huixiang Yaotai......Meet under the moon!" Hiss!!! As soon as this poem came out, there was a sudden gasp of air-conditioning! "The clouds think of the clothes, the flowers think of the face, the spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is strong" "What a poem! What a poem!" "If I hadn't seen you at the top of Qunyu Mountain,.....We will meet under the moon at Yaotai! Absolutely amazing!" "What a poem, what a poem! As expected of me, the Poet of the Tang Dynasty! A person who is like an immortal!" There are not many people who can sneak into the circle of nobles who have no ink in their stomachs. Even the female relatives have read a lot of poetry. So when this poem came out, there were exclamations everywhere! The name of the immortal was relegated.......It certainly lives up to its reputation! Above the sky. Host:"The clouds want the clothes and the flowers want the appearance?" The little girl thought about it for a while. At this time, I also came up with the second half of the poem. "The spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is strong." The plane of the Tang Dynasty. The Zhenguan era. Li Shimin's eyes suddenly lit up! "Not bad! It’s truly a poem of the ages, truly remarkable!"(To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!) The plane of the Three Kingdoms. Cao Cao was very excited when he saw it. He slapped his thigh repeatedly. "Stay!"
"Why didn't I think of that!"[] Dahan plane "The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the threshold, and the dew is thick." Liu Che murmured and repeated. He couldn't help but think of Gillian in his mind. But soon, the image of Wei Zifu also appeared in his mind. So, he couldn't help but feel worried. "Should I stay at Gillian's room tonight, or at Zifu's?" Great Qin plane. Ying Zheng reacted calmly. "Yes, the poetry of later generations has a different flavor than that of our Da Qin Dynasty." Go back to the reign of Emperor Xuanzong. Chang'an Palace. After seeing Li Bai's poems, Li Longji was overjoyed. After praising him without hesitation, he immediately waved his hand and granted him an official position - Hanlin Consecration! Although Tianmu intervened, it seemed to be fate. Li Bai resumed his previous life path. After being called to Chang'an, he became the official he would have been in the future. However , Because of the foreshadowing of the sky, he will probably not be as frustrated and melancholy in the future as he once was. Perhaps many of the poems written during times of sorrow in the future will not be published again. But in the same way, many new poems will also be added. After all, it was not those poems that made him the Immortal of Poetry. It was because he was the Immortal of Poetry. That's why he had those poems! At the same time, in the Yanzhou area, Du Fu looked at the sky. His envy could not be concealed. "He is indeed a person who is called an immortal" "Li Bai’s name can only be known to be true if you see it today" "Why" "I wish I couldn’t interact with him!" At this time, Du Fu was in a frustrated stage in his life. He had no friends with Li Bai. When it comes to poetry - his reputation is unlimited (Du Fu is somewhat similar to Picasso in the West. In fact, the name of his poems had a mediocre response during his lifetime. But as time went by, it was gradually promoted to the altar.) Hearing Du Fu’s sigh,
I felt the frustration and loss in it. My friend comforted me. "Why should Zimei feel sorry for herself?" "With Zimei's talent, he may not be able to be as famous as the banished immortal in the Tang Dynasty!" Famous in the Tang Dynasty? Still the same as Li Bai? Hearing this, Du Fu couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. "Brother, don't make fun of your stupid brother. If outsiders hear it, it will be a laughing stock." "people like me......Is it possible to leave a name for future generations?" When the friend heard this, he immediately put down his chopsticks. 0 Please give me flowers. He is a beautiful brother with a lot of talent. He just has no confidence! What's wrong with Li Bai? Are you, Du Fu, not as good as him? He was just about to say something else. This At that time, a second passerby was interviewed in the sky. "Hello, are you coming to Xi'an for tourism?" This is a boy in his twenties. Although he is tall and strong, his face is green. There is still fine hair on his lips that has not faded. The boy nodded. "Yes, I just finished my college entrance examination and came to Xi'an to travel and relax." The host nodded. Go straight to the topic. "It's like this. We are doing a street interview. I'm going to say the first line of an ancient poem and you're going to answer the next line. Can I delay you for two minutes?" The boy didn't refuse
"Can" "Okay, then please listen to the question." The host held the card in his hand and asked immediately "Where is the country broken?" The questions at the beginning are relatively simple. Therefore, boys don't think too much. "In the spring of the city, the vegetation is deep. The host asked:"Good rain knows the season?"" "When spring happens" "Do you need to indulge in alcohol to sing during the day?" "Youth is a good companion for returning home" "Mud melted flying swallows......" More than a dozen rounds passed by in a moment. A student who just graduated from high school. Said without politeness. He is at the peak of his knowledge reserve [dog head]. therefore. There is no pause. All the boys answered fluently. Inside Yanzhou City. Du Fu was already stunned. "Where is the country broken? Is there deep vegetation in the spring of the city?" "Do you need to indulge in alcohol to sing during the day? Youth is a good companion for returning home......" Du Fu savored it carefully. The more you taste it, the more you like it "Good poetry, really good poetry!" He is a person who loves poetry. Otherwise, he would not praise Li Bai, whom he has never met, just based on some poems. "Brother Wang, this is the poetry that should be passed down to future generations."
"Next time, don't say things like"I can compare to the Immortal Poetry", it will only make people laugh." "Stop talking about poetry" "Even the poems written by this unknown person are far behind me!" For a moment, Du Fu felt deeply frustrated. He had never heard of these ancient poems. It can be seen that the poetic talents of later generations are like crucian carp crossing the river. Compared with them, what am I, Du Fu? My friends are unhappy. The more I look at it , Du Fu's unconfident look made him even more angry! At this time, on the screen - the host:"The following is the last one. This poem is very famous and must be learned in our textbooks. I believe you will also It’s hard to answer." The boy has fully built up his self-confidence at this time. But facing the camera, he still retains a trace of self-effacement. "I'll try my best." The host nodded and then asked "Howling autumn wind in August?" Hearing this, the boy breathed a sigh of relief. 《"Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind"? He knows this all too well! then. blurt out "Roll up the triple thatch on my house!" The host asked:"Mao Fei crossed the river and sprinkled it on the outskirts of the river?" "The tall one hangs on the long forest tip, while the lower one floats around the sinking pond." "Are the boys in Nancun bullying me because I am old and weak?" "The opponent of Ren Neng is a thief!" "......" "Ande Guangsha has tens of millions of rooms?" "The poor people all over the world will be happy! Unmoved by wind and rain, it is as peaceful as a mountain!" "Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death!"
Maybe it was substituted. Maybe it's hard to stop when you're in high spirits. Without waiting for the host to ask again, the boy also said the last sentence of the poem. And under this pair of answers. A complete article"Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind" was completely displayed in front of all the ancients! In Chang'an Palace Garden. Li Bai was fascinated by it. "Who wrote this poem?" "Listening to such a famous work today, I feel very happy!" Li Longji was also dumbfounded. "Although I wrote about a hut, every word is concerned about the country and the people!" "If he were born in my dynasty, he should be put to good use!" In Yanzhou City. Du Fu has been completely impressed! "There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, which can shelter the poor people all over the world and make them happy......" After repeating the murmur. His eyes suddenly brightened! "But with just this one sentence, this poem is enough to make a god!" Du Fu originally thought that Li Bai was the most talented poet in the world! But after hearing this poem, he couldn't help but admire it. "The beauty of this poem is no less than that of Li Bai who banished the immortal!" Friends also feel the same way. "A group of children in Nancun bullied me because I was old and weak, but I could not bear to be called a thief!" "wonderful! It's so urgent!" Du Fu nodded to express the same feeling. Then he sighed again. "It's a pity that I don't know the author" "If you were born in the same era as me, even if we are thousands of miles apart, you would still be willing to go far away to find me." "In his name, I am willing to be a lackey!" I just said this.
In the sky, the boy suddenly smiled and said to the host "Du Fu's"Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind" is my favorite." As soon as these words came out, Du Fu immediately...... Confused!.