Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Li Bai
Original text:
The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan. (ashamed
Chuan: Hey; straight
through
Value)
I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. The snow is all over the mountain.
A work: snow and dark days)
I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.
Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
The first four sentences of this poem are about friends who, out of deep friendship for Li Bai and regret that such a genius was abandoned, spared no expense in hosting a farewell banquet. Li Bai, who is naive in drinking, will certainly "drink 300 cups at a time" because of this fine wine, delicious food and the hospitality of his friends. However, this time he picked up the cup and pushed it away. Pick up chopsticks, but leave them behind. He left his seat, drew his sword, looked around and lost his mind. The four continuous movements of stopping, throwing, pulling and caring vividly show the inner depression and emotional agitation.