I want to say to Li Bai

Li Bai, I want to tell you.

Junior high school sophomore composition? Author: cattle?

There are few stars on the moon, and heaven and earth seem to be frozen. The stars are crying, people are meditating, and the lonely moon is hanging in the sky. The winding cross-country reminds me of endless words.

"The stars are down from the open space, and the moon is running from the river". Whose famous sentence is it? It's you-poet Li Bai.

The wind blows the leaves, just like my heart, wave after wave.

"Li Bai, how are you?" In today's materialistic society, people's humanity is gradually changing, and deception has become their life creed. Li Bai, I often have the desire to sleepwalk with you and stay away from the right and wrong in this world.

"Li Bai, can I borrow wine from you to drown my sorrows?" How many ups and downs does life have? Birds are crowing, crows don't feed back, and sheep are no longer kneeling and nursing. Seeing this dark society, Li Bai, will you raise your glass? "Until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us." I often have this impulse ... let's raise our glasses together, "the bells and drums are not expensive enough, and I hope I will never wake up after I get drunk."

"Li Bai, stick to our ideals!" At first glance, the good years floated away with the fragrance of wine. The ideal will come true soon. "One day I will ride the wind and waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea", so work hard and fight hard! Li Bai, you and I are not in the same era, but let our ideals fly together.

"Li Bai, no regrets!" Your fame spread far and wide in China, and I covered China. Your hard walk has been washed away by years. Although your face has been submerged by vicissitudes of life, it is a star that will never fall. Li Bai, no regrets!

The leaves are gently lowered by the wind, but my heart is like a raging river, endless and inexhaustible. .....

Li Bai, Li Bai, you have gone through many vicissitudes and finally become a poet.

The spring breeze blows the earth green, and the gentle wind takes my heart far away. ...