Dad said, "well, just say one." He thought for a moment and said, "Before telling the story, you have to answer me a question."
I said, "All right, you ask." Dad said, "Do you know who Li Bai is?" I thought about it and said, "I know that Li Bai is a great poet. We also learned his poems. I will recite his poem "Silent Night Thinking". "
I was about to recite it when my father said, "Yes, today I'm going to tell an anecdote about him, which is related to this poem." Dad said that Li Bai was a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty and was known as the "Poet Fairy". He left countless quatrains throughout the ages.
But he is not feeling well these days, so he can't concentrate on writing poetry, so he has to see a doctor. Li Bai came to the doctor and the doctor asked him what was wrong. Li Bai said he had a headache.
The doctor asked him to have a CT scan. Li Bai thought, "Will my illness be serious?" I can't die so young, I want to write more poems! "CT is ready, and Li Bai shows it to the doctor. The doctor said, "There is nothing wrong with the examination. I think you drink too much and worry too much. There may be something wrong with your nerves. "You are not claiming to be a wine fairy? You also wrote a song "Autumn Pu Song", saying that your head is white and your hair is three thousands of feet. "
Li Bai said unconvinced, "haven't I always been optimistic?" How can I be sad? I am very happy to travel, drink and write poems every day. Are you kidding? " The doctor added, "I also found that your eyes don't work well, which can be seen from your song" Silent Night Thinking "."
Li Bai whispered, "The foot of my bed is so bright. Could it have frosted?"? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home. There's nothing wrong with that. Why do you say that my eyes are not good? " Li Bai's eyebrows twisted into a question mark.
The doctor said, "Look at you. You frosted the moonlight Hwa-Sung Do and it's still beside the bed. You're all wrong." Can this vision be considered good? I think you are highly nearsighted. "
The doctor went on to say, "but we have a set of methods for treating myopia here, as long as 3000 yuan." I can also treat your white hair for 5000 yuan.
If you are hospitalized, we can still cure your neurasthenia, but it will cost 80 thousand yuan. Where is Mr. Li Bai? "Li Bai searched the whole body and only took out a few pieces of silver.
Seeing that Li Bai was so poor, the doctor pushed him out and laughed at him, saying, "Poor wretch, don't come to see a doctor if you have no money!" " "Li Bai was very angry with the doctor, and he was really ill the next day. After listening to my father's story, I immediately said, "This must be false. Why is Bai so poor? "Dad smiled:" Of course it's false, because Li Bai likes to use metaphors and exaggerations when writing poems, but the doctor doesn't understand the real intention of Li Bai's poems, so this time Li Bai really planted it at home. "
I laughed too.
2. Regarding Li Bai's 600-word story composition, I said coquetry, "Dad, you haven't told me a story for a long time. I really want to hear your story. "
Dad said, "well, just say one." He thought for a moment and said, "Before telling the story, you have to answer me a question."
I said, "All right, you ask." Dad said, "Do you know who Li Bai is?" I thought about it and said, "I know that Li Bai is a great poet. We also learned his poems. I will recite his poem "Silent Night Thinking". "
I was about to recite it when my father said, "Yes, today I'm going to tell an anecdote about him, which is related to this poem." Dad said that Li Bai was a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty and was known as the "Poet Fairy". He left countless quatrains throughout the ages.
But he is not feeling well these days, so he can't concentrate on writing poetry, so he has to see a doctor. Li Bai came to the doctor and the doctor asked him what was wrong. Li Bai said he had a headache.
The doctor asked him to have a CT scan. Li Bai thought, "Will my illness be serious?" I can't die so young, I want to write more poems! "CT is ready, and Li Bai shows it to the doctor. The doctor said, "There is nothing wrong with the examination. I think you drink too much and worry too much. There may be something wrong with your nerves. "You are not claiming to be a wine fairy? You also wrote a song "Autumn Pu Song", saying that your head is white and your hair is three thousands of feet. "
Li Bai said unconvinced, "haven't I always been optimistic?" How can I be sad? I am very happy to travel, drink and write poems every day. Are you kidding? " The doctor added, "I also found that your eyes don't work well, which can be seen from your song" Silent Night Thinking "."
Li Bai whispered, "The foot of my bed is so bright. Could it have frosted?"? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home. There's nothing wrong with that. Why do you say that my eyes are not good? " Li Bai's eyebrows twisted into a question mark.
The doctor said, "Look at you. You frosted the moonlight Hwa-Sung Do and it's still beside the bed. You're all wrong." Can this vision be considered good? I think you are highly nearsighted. "
The doctor went on to say, "but we have a set of methods for treating myopia here, as long as 3000 yuan." I can also treat your white hair for 5000 yuan.
If you are hospitalized, we can still cure your neurasthenia, but it will cost 80 thousand yuan. Where is Mr. Li Bai? "Li Bai searched the whole body and only took out a few pieces of silver.
Seeing that Li Bai was so poor, the doctor pushed him out and laughed at him, saying, "Poor wretch, don't come to see a doctor if you have no money!" " "Li Bai was very angry with the doctor, and he was really ill the next day. After listening to my father's story, I immediately said, "This must be false. Why is Bai so poor? "Dad smiled:" Of course it's false, because Li Bai likes to use metaphors and exaggerations when writing poems, but the doctor doesn't understand the real intention of Li Bai's poems, so this time Li Bai really planted it at home. "
I laughed too.
3. Li Bai's short story is 300 words. Li Bai's famous sentence "Ode to the Peony in the Aquilaria Pavilion" has been told by people for thousands of years.
One day, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and Yang Guifei were watching peony in Chenxiang Temple, and the singer Li Guinian led a group of children to play music and sing. Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty said to Li Guinian, "Why do you sing old words to Yan Fei? Tell you what, ask Li Bai to write new words. " Li Guinian rushed to the famous restaurant on Chang 'an Avenue to look for it. Sure enough, Li Bai was drinking with several literati and was as drunk as a fiddler. When Li Guinian conveyed the imperial edict to him, he fell asleep with his eyes slightly open and half closed.
The imperial edict was wrong, so Li Guinian had to let his entourage immediately drag Li Bai to the front of the temple, and several people helped him and pushed him to the front of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty. Seeing that Li Bai was drunk as mud, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty asked the minister to help him rest on the jade bed and ordered someone to bring the hangover soup. Yang Guifei had her noodles sprayed with cold water. Lying on the jade bed, Li Bai stretched out his foot to Gao Lishi and asked him to take off his boots. Gao Lishi was helpless and had to squat down to take it off for him. After a hurry, Li Bai woke up from a drunken dream. Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty told him to write poems to amuse himself. Li Baixiao smiled and picked up a pen. In less than one time, he wrote down the words "Qingpingdiao".
( 1)
The clouds miss clothes and flowers and guests, and the spring breeze blows open the threshold to show off China.
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
(2)
A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken.
Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.
(3)
Famous flowers fall in love and laugh like kings.
Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is northward.
4. Li Bai's Story Composition Li Bai is a famous poet in ancient China and has a reputation as a poet.
Li Bai's ancestral home is in Ji Cheng, Longxi. In 70 1 year, he was born in the home of a businessman on the Suiye River (in the former Soviet Union).
At the age of five, the whole family moved to Qinglian Township, Jiangyou County, Sichuan Province. Because my father makes a living by doing business, the living conditions at home are superior.
Li Bai has studied with his father since he was five years old. He is a very clever boy. Just teach him once and he will learn.
By the time he was ten years old, he had been able to read many books. Once, Li Bai's father was going out of town and said to him, "Son, you are very smart and successful, but you should work harder!" " ! Li Bai said, "I know!" After his father left, Li Bai picked up a roll of Laozi and read it.
Reading a book, reading a book, I feel that I can't understand it, and my brain swells, so I run outside to play. Going outside and seeing the outside world is so vast is happier than reading indoors all day.
Li Bai played with his friends and forgot his father's advice and his study. When his father came back, he was sent to a private school.
Li Bai is clever and savvy. You can remember the book in Mr. Wang's corner once you read it, but you won't forget it.
He learns faster than ordinary students and has a better foundation than others, so his grades are outstanding. But Li Bai is lively and often can't sit still.
One day in class, he sneaked home while her husband was not looking. On the way home, he saw a white-haired old woman sitting next to a big stone by the stream, holding an iron pestle in her hand, grinding it back and forth hard and constantly! Li Bai felt very strange and quickly stepped forward and asked, "Old woman, why are you grinding this?" The old woman replied; "I want to grind it into a needle!" Li Bai asked again, "How long does it take to grind such a thick iron pestle into a needle?" The old woman said to him, "When the iron pestle is ground into a needle, the work will naturally come."
As long as you spend ten years, twenty years and thirty years at home and keep grinding every day, the pestle will be ground into a needle one day, though it is thick. When Li Bai heard this, he suddenly realized that what the old woman said was reasonable.
This is the same as reading. There are many good books in the world, but as long as you read them carefully every day, for ten or twenty years, one day you can finish reading all the books! The old woman's words hit Li Bai's heart like a heavy hammer. He reflected on his behavior in the past few days and felt that he had failed his father's expectations.
From then on, he went to a private school to study. He is determined to inspire himself with the spirit of grinding into a needle, redouble his efforts, study hard and never run away secretly again.
No matter how much homework Mr. Wang leaves, he always finishes it carefully and on time. In addition, he also stepped up reading extra-curricular books, and finally read all the classics of the ancient hundred schools.
Later, Li Bai went to study in daming temple, Daitian Mountain, and wrote a poem "Interview with Taoist Daitian Road", which became one of his early masterpieces. At that time, he was only a teenager. Thanks to Li Bai's efforts, he finally became a famous great poet and was called "Poet Fairy".
The story tells that Bai was born in a rich family and had no worries about food and clothing. He has lived a carefree life since he was a child. Such a life has formed his playful habit, and he is afraid of difficulties. He thinks that there are so many books, so difficult to understand, and he can't learn well all his life. He doesn't listen carefully in class, and often sits at his desk alone, and his heart has already flown outside. Sometimes I even leave my books behind and sneak out to play.
One day, he ran to a river and saw an old woman grinding a big iron bar. Li Bai felt strange and couldn't help stopping. I saw the old woman sprinkle some water on the stone, and then kept grinding and grinding, grinding the stone into a crescent shape. Li Bai couldn't help but ask curiously, "Old man, why are you grinding big iron bars?" The old woman told him, "I want to grind it into a needle."
Li Bai laughed: "It's not easy to grind such a thick iron bar into a needle! Are you kidding? "
The old woman said seriously, "No, I'm not kidding." As long as you keep grinding, you will always get finer and finer. As long as you work hard, iron bars can also be ground into needles! "
After listening to the old woman's words, Li Bai thought about it carefully and thought that what she said was very reasonable. Isn't learning the same? As long as you study hard every day, you will make continuous progress. He said goodbye to the old woman and decided to study hard from now on.
Li Bai returned home, uncharacteristically, and studied hard every day, laying a solid foundation for writing poetry in the future.
6. Stories, materials and some works about Li Bai: Li Bai, the greatest romantic poet in ancient China, was an outstanding representative of poetry in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Li's poetry not only depicts the vigorous spirit of the times in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but also reproduces the sinister social reality in the late Tianbao period, embodies the bold and distinctive personality, and expands the field of romantic expression and creative methods. Li Bai has a lofty position and far-reaching influence.
Li Bai (70 1-762), the word Taibai, was born in Ji Cheng, Longxi (now near Tianshui, Gansu). In the late Sui Dynasty, Li Bai was born here.
When he was 5 years old, he moved to Qinglian Township, Zhangming, Mianzhou (Jiangyou, Sichuan) with his father, and was named Qinglian Jushi. His father, Li Ke, has a cultural background, may be a wealthy businessman, and his family is quite rich.
Li Bai's life is divided into five periods. Li Bai was born in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but he spent most of his life roaming around China.
At the age of twenty, he left Sichuan alone and began to wander widely, reaching Xiangjiang River in Dongting in the south and wuyue in the east, living in Anlu (now Anlu City, Hubei Province) and Yingshan (now Guangshui City, Hubei Province). He traveled around, hoping to make friends and pay homage to celebrities, so as to get an introduction, climb high in one fell swoop and realize his political ideals and ambitions.
However, after ten years of wandering, I have accomplished nothing. Continue to go north to Taiyuan and Chang 'an (now Shaanxi An), east to Qi and Lu, and live in Rencheng, Shandong (now Jining, Shandong).
At this time, he has made many celebrities and created a lot of excellent poems, which are famous all over the world. In the early years of Tianbao, on the recommendation of Taoist Wu Yun, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty called him to Beijing and ordered him to worship the Hanlin.
Soon, due to the slanderers of powerful people, Yu Tianbao was expelled from Beijing in 34 (AD 744 or 745). Since then, he has been wandering in Jiang and Huai, and his thoughts are extremely boring.
Li Bai didn't want to be an examiner, but his poems became famous all over the world when he was young. He once wrote a book with Han Jingzhou, a famous contemporary figure, but there was no reply from Han Jingzhou to Li Bai in history. Until the first year of Tianbao (742), he was called to Chang 'an on the recommendation of Taoist wujun, and he devoted himself to the Hanlin. His articles are elegant and famous, as well as Du Fu's Eight Immortals of Drinking. The son of heaven called instead of boarding the boat, claiming that he was Brewmaster. "
Strange sentences. Under the complicated historical background of the feudal dynasty at that time, Li Bai was appreciated by Xuanzong for his talent. Later, after only three years in Beijing, he gave up his official position and continued his wandering life.
In the second year after the Anshi Rebellion, he was angry and difficult, and once joined Li Lin, the shogunate of Wang Yong. Unfortunately, Wang Yong and Su Zong competed for the throne. After the defeat, Li Bai was dragged into exile in Yelang (now Guizhou) and was pardoned on the way.
Wandering southeast in his later years, dangtu county made Li (uncle Li Bai) die soon. He was drunk and drowned.
7. Language topic: Li Bai's story Li Bai turned to his teacher Li Bai for help in his later years. He was very frustrated politically. With a melancholy mood, he traveled to Xuancheng, Nanling, Shexian (in Anhui), quarrying and other places, writing poems, drinking and roaming famous mountains and rivers.
One morning, as usual, Li Bai was buying wine in a hotel on the street in Shexian County when he suddenly heard someone ask in the woodshed next door, "Old man, how can you pick so much firewood at your age?" Where do you live? " The answer is hearty laughter. Then, I heard someone chanting a poem loudly: "Selling with a negative salary, selling wine will go to the west.
Excuse me, where is home? Go through the clouds into the jade! "Li Bai listened to, unknowingly a surprised. Who is this? Unexpectedly, I sang such a touching poem casually! He asked the bartender, who told him: This is an old man named Xu Xuanping. He hates the government, sees through the secular world and lives in seclusion in the mountains, but no one knows which mountain he lives in.
Recently, he often travels around here. Every day at dawn, he saw Chai Jin Town with flower spoons and bamboo sticks hanging on the firewood. He drank while selling firewood, and when he was drunk, he sang poems along the way. Passers-by think he is crazy.
Li Bai thought: Isn't this the same "poetry idiot" as himself? He turned to go out at once, only to see the old man on the street bridge. Although he walked very hard, Li Bai couldn't catch up anyway. Catch up with the small bridge, cross the bamboo forest and bypass the tributaries of the river. Li Bai is so tired that his back aches and his legs ache. By the time he looked again, the old man had already disappeared.
Li Bai sighed: "I really met a fairy!" "He lifted his robe and hurried forward, but he still didn't see the old man and had to come back disappointed. That night, Li Bai couldn't sleep, recalling that he hadn't made many real poetry friends except Du Fu for most of his life.
I didn't expect to meet such a poet today, but the opportunity can't be missed. I have to find him! The next day, Li Bai waited at the gate of Chai Caohang until sunset, and there was no trace of the old man. On the third day, the fourth day, I failed every day.
On the fifth morning, Li Bai picked up the hip flask and set off with dry food. He made up his mind that if he couldn't find the old man, he would die in the mountains here.
Over the hill full of wild flowers, across the swift stream, through the thorns, for more than a month, I still haven't seen the shadow of the old man. Li Bai is a little discouraged.
At this moment, he remembered his mother-in-law who used an iron pestle to grind needles when she was a teenager. My mother-in-law put it well: "As long as you have the determination, the iron pestle is ground into a needle." If you want to find the old man, it depends on your perseverance.
Thinking of this, Li Bai tightened his belt, gritted his teeth and walked on. Tired, lie on the rock and sleep for a while; When you are hungry, pick a handful of wild fruits to satisfy your hunger; When you are addicted to alcohol, you can have a nice drink with a hip flask.
That night, the sunset glow dyed the sky red, and the clear spring and the bamboo set each other off, which was particularly beautiful. Li Bai misses the old man so much that he can't enjoy the scenery.
He dragged his tired body and limped to the foot of the mountain near Huangshan. Turning the mountain pass, I saw a boulder standing in front of me, which seemed to be engraved with words.
Li Bai forgot his fatigue, jumped on him and identified him carefully. Oh, it turned out to be a poem: "After thirty years of seclusion, a room was built at the top of Nanshan." Play with the bright moon in the quiet night and drink Biquan at leisure.
The woodcutter sings on the ridge, and the valley birds play in front of the rocks. I don't know how old I am, but I forgot the year of Jiazi. "
After reading it three times in a row, Li Bai lost his voice and cried, "Wonderful! Wonderful! What a fairy voice! " I thought to myself: when I see the old man, I must worship him three times and ask for advice. Although I have been dealing with poetry for decades, it is really the first time for me to appreciate this poem with the fragrance of wild flowers.
He turned around and saw a pile of rice lying on the flat ground next to the cliff stone. It seems that it must be Lao Xu Man Xuanping. Li Bai simply squatted aside, enjoying the scenery in the mountains, while waiting for the old man to harvest food.
When it was dark, Li Bai suddenly heard the sound of knocking from the foot of the mountain. He looked inside and saw a boat rowing on the river below, and an old man with a flowing beard stood at the bow and paddled. Li Bai stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, old man, where is Xu Xuanping's home?" It turns out that this old man is Lao Xu Man Xuanping whom Li Bai is looking for. Last time I saw Li Bai wearing a royal robe, I thought the court sent someone to ask him to be an official, so I never wanted to go to Shexian again.
Unexpectedly, this person actually followed. At this time, the old man glanced at Li Bai, pointed to the fence with his finger and casually replied: "A bamboo pole at the door is Xu Weng's home!" " Li Bai looked up at the lush mountains and asked, "There are bamboos everywhere. Where can I find them? " The old man looked at the dusty and sweaty guest again and asked, "Are you ..." "I'm Li Bai."
Say, a deep yi. The old man froze: "Are you Li Bai? Are you Li Bai? " Li Bai quickly explained his purpose.
Hearing this, the old man arched his hands and said, "Oh, you are a poet today! I am just a drop in the sea of poetry. How can you find a drop of water from this sea for advice? Really unworthy, unworthy! " Say that finish, prop up the boat and walk back.
Li Bai grabbed the old man's sleeve and begged, "Old man, it's been three months. I've been looking for you everywhere, and I finally met my teacher. Can't you send me back? " Li Bai's sincere words touched the old man's heart. The two men looked at each other for a long time, and the old man suddenly grabbed Li Bai and jumped into the boat.
Since then, people often sit on the big bluestone beside the stream with the white old man, drinking and reciting poems, whether in the morning glow or in the afterglow of the sunset. Laughter and the noise of the waterfall are integrated, and they are sent hundreds of miles away with the stream ... Today, when many tourists arrive in Huangshan, they always follow Li Bai's journey along the gurgling stream.
Did you get a look at him? Passing Hutouyan, there is a huge stone engraved with the word "drunken stone" under the singing string spring. Legend has it that Li Bai and the old man enjoy the mountain scenery here, drinking and reciting poems. They often use nearby spring water to clean wine glasses, so this spring water is called "cup-washing spring".
There is a Wende Bridge in front of the Nanjing Confucius Temple where Li Taibai jumps over the moon. According to the elders, the moon stood at the bridge head and looked at the water on the fifteenth day of the winter moon. The shadow of the moon reflected in the water was just divided into two halves: one on this side of the bridge and the other on the other side.
Why does the circular shadow of the moon split in half? Here is a story. According to legend, Li Taibai, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, has been to Jinling (now Nanjing).
8. Li Bai's story 100 tells a new story: Li Bai has a classmate and friend named Wu Guide. They used to travel together. In Yueyang, Wu Zhidao died of sudden illness. Li Bai is very sad. In spite of the hot weather, he lay down and wept bitterly. During the wake, a tiger came. Li Bai was afraid that the tiger would eat Wu Zhidao's body and insisted on staying beside it. The tiger may finally be frightened by Li Bai's determination and leave. At that time, due to various reasons, Li Bai could only bury Wu Guide in Yuezui. Three years later, Li Bai returned to Yueyang to excavate Wu's remains. At that time, the body rotted, and Li Bai scraped off the bones one by one in the river with a knife and personally transported them to Wuchang for reburial.
Do you think Li Bai is a very affectionate person?