Van Gogh, a Dutch impressionist painter, lived a terrible life before his death. After his death, whatever his painting is, as long as it has his signature, it will be priceless immediately. Foreigners are still like this, and there are such people in the history of our country, such as Li Bai, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, who undoubtedly belongs to this category.
Why does Li Bai want to participate in politics? Really zero IQ!
In the prosperous Tang dynasty, I don't understand why Li Bai, who is already very famous, still takes the pursuit of official career so seriously. He works in Chang 'an with a laptop? Dedicated to Hanlin? Isn't it good to be such a royal scholar?
Usually, he is only responsible for writing articles about occasions for the emperor's parade. He has more money and less things, and he is close to home. He can also take his reputation to a higher level. As we all know, Li Taibai is the imperial scholar of the emperor, and such a good job can't be compared with the immortal.
Portrait of Li Bai
But Li Bai insisted on taking the sword to his side and could not stand the temptation. He resolutely became the aide of Li Lin, the king of Yongli, and thought that the king of Yongli could also be an emperor, so that he could go to court and rank among the three.
But dreams are sexy and reality is skinny.
The rebellion in Wang Yong was quickly suppressed. Although Li Bai is not the principal offender, he is also a peer. Fortunately, a great poet like Tang Suzong didn't want his head, but was exiled to Yelang. As a result, he was pardoned the next year and finally set free. Of course, Li Bai's dream of being an official will be ruined.
Who's to blame for not eating the imperial grain and jumping into the fire pit? What should we do? Only by wandering did Li Bai begin to wander in the land of Datang.
Quiet night thinking? This poem naturally came to my mind:
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. ?
I can't go home, so I can only put my thoughts on home in the softest place in my heart. Where did he come from? He went down the Yangtze River to his friends and spent more than two years with them. Finally, due to illness, he turned to his uncle Li, who was a local county magistrate (the boundary of present-day dangtu county).
A drunken Li Bai is a good Li Bai.
Wandering days feel the cold of the world.
Although they are relatives, they are breathless after all, especially those poets who have completely lost their official career. They are depressed and follow each other? Companionship? Get him.
Li Bai thought of the till and raised my cup. I asked Mingyue.
Loneliness makes the poet have to drown his sorrows in wine. Wine, so to speak, has been his inseparable best companion since he left Chang 'an, especially after he completely broke his official career.
And glass after glass of wine can only be called wine, not good wine at all. At this time, wine is not used for tasting, but for intoxication and paralysis. So, what about good wine and bad wine? Just drunk.
No one dares to appreciate his poems, and no one dares to approach him. The travelling expenses on his body have long been exhausted, and the wine he drinks is nameless and unlicensed miscellaneous wine and water wine, which makes Li Bai fall into extreme depression and hesitation.
Li Bai thinks that my inspiration is like a waterfall, but it is so unbearable and angry that he will naturally sigh: I thought how happy and carefree I was in Chang' an, but now I can only face a bright moon, a wine glass and myself alone.
On the west side of the river this night, there was not a cloud in the whole blue sky. I looked at the moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain. I have poems; I can read. He hears others, but it's not mine. Tomorrow I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me. ?
Taibai building to commemorate Li Bai's life
This poem is very calm and lonely, and more is Li Bai's sadness.
As for the legendary hundred poems of Li Bai's fighting for wine, it is probably nonsense. A poet pardoned by the imperial court, how much money can support him to squander like that?
Li Bai Monument is buried halfway up Cuiluo Mountain.
Although his uncle Li was the county magistrate of dangtu county at that time, he could help him materially. Officials in the Tang Dynasty, especially those at the grass-roots level, were not so rich (except corrupt officials).
Li Bai's original work
As an elder, he will also advise his nephew not to drink too much. According to the present statement, there must be no serious alcohol dependence, which will not only harm the body, but also sink.
However, the subtext is: your uncle and I want to live and socialize. I can't stand it if you drink like this.
In this way, Li Bai's love and excessive consumption of wine was rejected by his uncle, so that Li Bai, who was greedy for wine, had no money to drink, nor would he gracefully discharge a few coppers to ask for two bowls of wine like Mr. Kong Yiji.
Because of too much credit, the poet's car-scrapping and helplessness, he had to jump off a cliff to live this life. This is a great misfortune for Li Bai.
At that time, there was no concept of manuscript fee. If a great poet has wealth to polish his pen, loves fantasy and likes to travel around the world, he will never choose Cuiluo Mountain in Quarry Town as his final resting place. With Li Bai's fame, it goes without saying that he has already entered the ranks of big coffee, and his words are as golden as gold, not to mention his calligraphy, which is even more valuable.
Li Bais Tomb main entrance memorial archway
Rich Li Bai still believes? Since God has given talents, let them be used! Why didn't your daughter come back when she left? Charm. He will go down the river to spend some time at night near Nanjing Fengqiao, Suzhou and other places.
What a pity! History has no ifs! The great writer ended his life.
There are different opinions about Li Bai's death in folk and literature and history works, but it is an indisputable fact that Li Bai ended his life hastily shortly after Wang Yong's rebellion and amnesty. In any case, it is a sad ending.
Li Bai's drunken portrait
What is worse than poor money is poor ambition, and only death can get rid of it.
Because Li Bai was short of money and penniless, he had to stop his endless romance in Chua Town, dangtu county. The great poet trapped in Dangtu Quarry Town has been walking alone in the Cuiluo Mountain of the ancient town every day since then, singing songs about wine every day and living a hard life as a beautiful life.
That pop song? Wangtianmen Mountain? Then emerged from his mind:
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon. ?
The quietness of Cuiluo Mountain relieved the poet's depression, and also entrusted him with many meditations and hopes after drinking. And in the middle of Mount Trilo, there is a huge rock called? Lianbitai? The poet sat on it, anxious, but waiting for the emperor to activate his dream day after day.
If you have no money, you can make money again, and if you have no fame, you can become famous again, but your ambition is useless. This is the most depressing thing, especially for a celebrity like Li Bai, who has experienced ups and downs in an instant, coupled with illness, poverty and concern for the country and the people, but no one cares. How depressing!
Li Bais Tomb is located in Daqingshan, dangtu county.
After all, Li Bai did not wait for the appreciation of the emperor, nor did he regenerate the excitement of the old man talking about juvenile madness.
As time went on, he had no money. The lofty literati and the pride of intellectuals made him unwilling to drag out an ignoble existence, and he could not tolerate others stabbing him in the back.
So, on a sunny night, he tried his best, really drank a barrel of good wine, and staggered on the ledge by the abrupt river. Li Bai, who is in a state of madness, dances or sings, and even sings to Beijing Opera for nothing. Stop, stop, stop? Jump, jump from here to the Yangtze River, let life end and feather into immortality.
The poet is gone, the poet who is gone.
He left us countless romantic legends, but who can really feel him? Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us? Helpless and sad?
What makes people feel even more incredible is that Li Bai jumped from the cliff of Lianbitai into the rolling Yangtze River, leaving an eternal mystery. His clothes, that is, his hat, shoes and clothes, were buried with him halfway up the mountain of Cuiluo. His naked body, which should be the body that jumped into the Yangtze River in his underwear, was found upstream. People exclaimed that this was not Li Bai, and immediately buried him in Daqingshan, dangtu county.
This legendary story makes future generations have to go to two places separately if they want to sincerely worship the poet, and the time for going back and forth for one day is gone. Of course, their hearts will be sincere.
Many people think that Li Bai is a great romantic poet, an uninhibited genius and an idol.
But few people know the gloom of his later years.
Romance can't fight bread after all, and unruly can't fight power after all. How does the small arm twist the thigh?
However, everyone has his own ideals in life, and Li Bai has also pursued them. He yearns for the life in his heart. I have no right to judge. Although the ending is down and out, I feel that my life has not been wasted. Li Baihuo became my idol, and Li Bai also became my rebellious and angry alarm.
Let me be infinitely arrogant when I show my ability, and be alert and convergent when I am ripe.
This is Li Bai in my eyes: immortal bones, endless sadness and loneliness floating in the dust.