Take Li Bai for example, I want to talk to you, write an article starting with 200, and form a parallelism with his poems.

The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? ... "The teacher led us to recite the poems of the great poet Li Bai, and everyone admired the great poet. I yawned after class. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself standing in an alley. The people there are very strange. Let's say this dress, the sleeves are so long, and there are two slender ribbons behind the hat. Some of them are wearing Tang suits and cheongsam ... I'm confused. I was just on campus. How can I come to the noisy street in the blink of an eye and meet so many strangers? Really haunted! In the evening, I came to a garden and was sleeping in the pavilion in the middle of the pond. " A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me. "I heard the sound of reading, and I continued to listen:" Until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon. "As soon as I saw it, the poet picked up a small and exquisite glass and looked at the moon. Just then, I sneezed: "Ah, choo-choo! The man saw me, reached out a finger and said, "I raise my glass to ask the bright moon, there is another person here!" " ""I immediately said, "no, no! "It brought my shadow to me and made us three people! The man stroked his beard and said, "Good poem, good poem!" Then he asked me, "Who are you? Why are you here? " I said, "My name is Liu Xiangyu, and I can't find my home. Besides, who are you? Why do you want to read Li Bai's poems? "I am Li Bai, the word is too white. As soon as I heard it, I said, "It's the great poet Li Bai! No respect! No respect! I thought to myself, this is the Tang Dynasty! I asked him again, "How can you write such a good poem?" I saw that Li Bai patted the dust on the plain robe behind him and said, "There are three ways to read: heart, mouth and eyes. As the saying goes, think more, talk more and read more. I said to him again, "Great poet, do you know that your poems have a great influence on our future?" How did you write more than 900 poems? " He smiled and said, "So you are from the future! I can write so many poems with only one proverb: Kung Fu is deep, and the pestle is ground into a needle! " I savored these words carefully. Later, he told me the story of his childhood, how to motivate him to study and finally become a great poet. After a while, Li Bai took out a copy of Selected Poems of Li Bai from his sleeve and gave it to me as a gift. I also gave the Chinese book to Li Bai as a gift. Ding: As soon as the bell rang, I woke up and had a dream! I'm still at school! At this moment, the teacher said, "Liu Xiangyu, please read Li Bai's" Drinking the Bright Moon Alone ". I stood up and found that the Chinese book was gone. Did I really give it to Li Bai? Suddenly I took out a book "Selected Poems of Li Bai", but when I turned the page, it was all ancient Chinese and I couldn't understand it. So I recited it. " A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one was with me until I raised my cup. I asked Mingyue, there is another person here! "The students laughed their heads off. I fell asleep unconsciously when I recited Looking at Lushan Waterfall on my back. I found myself standing at the foot of a big mountain, and the waterfall on the mountain flew down. What a "mountain waterfall map"! Vaguely, I saw an old man in white coming towards me. I saw the waterfall and thought for a while. Then I read, "Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke. Looking at the waterfall in Qianchuan from a distance. Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days. "Turned out to be a famous poet-li bai. I stepped forward, and Li Bai met me, smoothed his beard and said with a smile, "What do you want with Tong Fu?" I immediately replied, "I came to Xie Erxue Hall thousands of years later." Li Bai smiled, touched my head and said, "I still have a lot to learn from my paper." "So we sat down in a small pavilion by the waterfall and began to talk about the beauty of the future world and our views on the present society. We have the same point of view, and we had a good chat. He envied the age when I lived and had a lot of questions: "Are people safe in the future?" "How to live?" Faced with such a question, I patiently answered: "Its bedroom is high and it is located in Gongshangmei, and its Japanese temple costs a lot." Looking at his envious eyes, he longed for me to take him to our time. He said, "My year is so beautiful. I want to live in your world." I said, "I'll take you there later." Li Bai clasped my hand, stared at me and looked at his face, from which I saw the traces carved on him by the years. At this time, Li Bai took out a scroll and said to me, "The rest of this poem is a gift and a commandment. "My hand hasn't touched the scroll, and these things are gone. Only my book covers my face. Pick it up and watch it again. In the illustration, Li Bai seems to be waiting and expecting. As if waiting for my arrival again. I met Li Bai that day, and my dream was perfect!