Li Bai, a peak in the history of China ancient literature, has existed in my heart for many years. From "such bright light is at the foot of my bed, may there be frost already?" From a teenager to "I am a madman in Chu, who sang a crazy song arguing with Confucius", as a college student, his spiritual temperament has been circulating in my spiritual blood. He is a symbol of an era, a symbol of the spirit of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and a great monument to China's splendid Tang Wenhua.
If the Tang poetry is the snowy Mount Everest, then Li Bai is the conqueror who climbed Mount Everest. If Tang poetry is a turbulent ocean, then Li Bai is the wave maker; If Tang poetry is a colorful white garden, then Li Bai is the flower of that meal. If ... Li Bai, with his rich association, strange imagination, bold exaggeration, brilliant conception, Wang Yang's wanton poetic sentiment, and the unique bohemian pride in his poems, reached the peak of poetry in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and became the spokesman of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Li Bai used the pen in his hand to express the lofty ambition of "willing to put a sword under his waist and cut Loulan straight"; Holding a pen in his hand, he talked about "I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, come back!" " And "Laughing and going out, is our generation Artemisia?" He used the pen in his hand to express the free and easy "I am a madman in Chu and sang a crazy song to argue Confucius"; He also wrote with a pen in his hand, "Birds fly high and go alone." . I will never get tired of each other's gaze. Only the things in Jingting Mountain are integrated with me ... His pen, shining like a sword in his hand, points directly at the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
In Li Bai's concept of life, "being born" is his greatest wish, but "joining the WTO" has been calling in his heart. In his poems, there is the ambition and spirit of "a gentleman gambles his life to repay the son of heaven, beheads his head and returns home with his clothes on", and there is the patriotic passion of "floating clouds are tied together and vowed to be beautiful". Like all the literati at that time, he is eager to make contributions and serve the country with talents. However, in that fatuous feudal era, the rulers needed slaves who sang praises for them, not "revolutionaries" who criticized the shortcomings of the times. But he is wild and conceited, and he strongly hopes to show his talents in politics. Little did he know that when he "smiled and went out" to call Hanlin, his politically doomed fate began. How can he tolerate that he is only a plaything in the hands of the emperor because of his honest character of "pines and cypresses are lonely and straight, peaches and plums are hard to talk about"? He disdains the ups and downs of the world. He "claimed that the minister was Brewmaster, and the son of heaven could not get on the boat." He should already be a "royal teacher" comparable to Kong Ming and Guan Zhong! Therefore, this ridiculous political field has no room for this ambitious young man, and Li Bai has no stage to display his political ambitions since then. As a result, the pen in his hand began to point to the disadvantages of the times. Proud of power, contemptuous of wealth and struggling with fate have become important contents of his poems. He despises those vulgar aristocratic dignitaries and laughs at those who are obsessed with them and sink into the world.
However, fate is not so easy to grasp. The disillusionment that followed made him constantly struggle in complex contradictions such as self-confidence and despair, pursuit and decadence, attachment and resentment. "Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he likes, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . I am naturally useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, all come back! " It is a struggle in eating, drinking and having fun, and a struggle in self-confidence and enterprising; "One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea" and "I will cross the Yellow River, but the ferry is frozen, and I will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain" are struggling with self-confidence and confusion about life. Can't you see that in the high room, the lovely lock in the bright mirror, although it is silky black in the morning, turns into snow at night "is a short life. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow. Li Bai, who was black and blue in lofty ideals and dark reality, finally fell ill and died in the middle of pursuing his ideals. But I have to admire that after this powerful impact, his personality and spiritual strength in Generation are like lightning and thunder, and all his pursuits and contradictions are the connotation of the temperament of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
When Li Bai's ideal was shattered, his spiritual sustenance was also in crisis. In this dark society where kitsch prevails, although he is so lofty and indifferent, sometimes he has to compromise. For his own ideal, he became a plaything of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty for more than a year, and had to go with the flow and write some flashy works of praise and praise. He wants to get rid of this heavy yoke, regain the freedom of personality with his aloof arrogance and resist this uneven reality. However, he has only one person, and he has no chance of success. So he can only compromise and retreat, go to that mountain forest, go to that hometown where he is drunk and dreaming, go to that fairyland, and find another spiritual sustenance for him. He deduced the poetic wine to a state beyond measure, and his poetic style was more tragic and elegant because of the pouring of wine. He wanted to drown his sorrows in wine, but he didn't know, "But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more worrying to raise a glass to drown our sorrows." His interpretation of fairyland is so illusory. "Every time I want to go to Penglai to see the world, I can't get it." "However, this is just an illusion, and it is an infatuated dream of life. Even the dream of escaping from reality and pursuing fairyland has failed. Climbing Mount Tianmu in his dream is his disillusionment, loss, sadness, loneliness and sadness, and his direct despair of life, officialdom and seeking immortality. In this despair, he still has a yearning for tranquility, brightness and purity. Poems such as "Half Moon Autumn Emei Mountain, Shadow Into Pingyang River" and "Byakki Smoker, Birds in the Screen" are the portrayal of his mind at this time.
Li Bai exposed his shortcomings and expressed himself with his poems full of idealism and romanticism and his passionate feelings. In his poems, he was half drunk and half awake, casting his rebellion, pouring all his feelings and interpreting his times. His poems are like a mirror, reflecting himself and the prosperous Tang Dynasty. He is worthy of Du Fu's evaluation of him as "putting pen to paper shakes the wind and rain, poetry makes ghosts cry" and the title of "Poet Fairy"! He is indeed a hero of the times, a different hero! Li Bai in my heart
You create colorful paintings with your deepest feelings, interweave your true self into a melody of surging thoughts, soothe your inner pain with moonlight, and solve unbearable troubles with your soul.
Is it you who is lost in "raising a glass to relieve sorrow"? Sorrow is like a long silk thread, holding your heart and making you heartache. Your endless loneliness, like vermilion, touches my heart and makes me cry. You have more troubles than others, but you are disappointed but not desperate. You raise your glass and drink it at the moon. I heard the sound of swallowing wine, sad and helpless. If you swallow hard, you can swallow like this. You know it's more worrying to drown your sorrows by drinking, but you still anesthetize yourself with alcohol. I know you are too tired and others have troubles, but not everyone can show their pain without scruple like you, and not everyone can drink so heroically like you.
You know how to deal with pain. Because, you are Li Bai.
Since God has given talents, let them be used! Confidence, is that you? Look out of the window, the sky is high and the clouds are light. Your heart, like the raging sea in Wang Yang, is so open and heroic. You are naturally confident. "Since God has given talents, let them be employed!" No matter how ill-fated and bumpy his career is, Maxima will definitely meet Bole, and you admire and confidently say that you will succeed one day! Your talent is impeccable, and your confidence is admirable. People, live to be Li Bai, you are a hero like this. As confident as you are, as brave as you are. Wine into the intestines, seven into moonlight, three into firm but gentle, embroidered mouth spit, is half a prosperous Tang Dynasty!
You know how to be confident and strong. Because, you are Li Bai.
The expression of "sinking back again, I suddenly remembered home", is that you? Outside the cold window, the faint cold white moonlight makes you shudder. You raised your glass again. Outside the window, osmanthus trees, mottled shadows, a full moon, just quietly hanging in the sky, drinking glasses, you heard the laughter of your family, you remembered the fancy appearance of your wife and children's makeup, but what you remembered more was the happy appearance of children laughing around their knees. I know you have a soft heart, and your homesickness is proud and sacred, so solemn and sacred. Deep feelings flow freely, and you are lost. Finally, you lower your head and a warm tear drops on your fingertips. I can feel your inner thoughts.
You know how to miss deeply. Because, you are Li Bai.
Proud you, confident you, open you, strong you, enthusiastic you, brave you, free you, lost you ....., you show all your feelings to the fullest. Trouble and happiness have become poems, which are planted in your heart and in our heart.
Li Bai's poems are pure memories of our past lives, but Li Bai has become a sacred and immortal myth in our hearts.
Li Bai in my heart
Li Bai, my idol!
Li Bai, you come by the wind, invite the moon to go, and always go your own way. You started lightly and rose brilliantly, leaving an indelible name in the poetry circle. Only in the Tang Dynasty can you be proud, and only you can leave immortal romantic poems in the Tang Dynasty.
Li Bai, you asked me to praise you. Li Bai wrote hundreds of poems about fighting wine. He went to sleep in a restaurant in Chang 'an, but the son of heaven didn't get on the boat, claiming that he was Brewmaster. This is probably the most prominent image left by Li Bai to future generations. In the eyes of China people, Li Bai is synonymous with poets. That's what poets should do, live a full life, be uninhibited, drink, party, and then make witty remarks in one go.
If the Tang poetry is the snowy Mount Everest, then Li Bai is the conqueror who climbed Mount Everest. If Tang poetry is a turbulent ocean, then Li Bai is the wave maker; If Tang poetry is a colorful white garden, then Li Bai is the flower of that meal. If ... Li Bai, with his rich association, strange imagination, bold exaggeration, brilliant conception, Wang Yang's wanton poetic sentiment, and the unique bohemian pride in his poems, reached the peak of poetry in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and became the spokesman of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Li Bai used the pen in his hand to express the lofty ambition of "willing to put a sword under his waist and cut Loulan straight"; Holding a pen in his hand, he talked about "I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, come back!" " And "Laughing and going out, is our generation Artemisia?" He used the pen in his hand to express the free and easy "I am a madman in Chu and sang a crazy song to argue Confucius"; He also wrote with a pen in his hand, "Birds fly high and go alone." . I will never get tired of each other's gaze. Only the things in Jingting Mountain are integrated with me ... His pen, shining like a sword in his hand, points directly at the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Li Bai, a talented person, was born in a rich family, with good family conditions and the open and prosperous Tang Dynasty, which made him want to travel around the world. So he enjoyed it, traveled all over the world, wrote poems and made contributions, and his reputation shocked mountains and rivers, leaving a lasting impression. He breathed the fragrance of green mountains and green waters, kissed the vast land and felt the tranquility beyond things. His choice is.
Wine is Li Bai's favorite. He is always immersed in wine and dreams. When wine paralyzed his spirit and feelings, his dream began. "One hundred poems of Li Bai fighting for wine", wine has all been integrated into Li Bai's life and into his poems and songs. Among more than 500 poems written by him, 170 mentioned "wine", which was full of alcohol and fragrance. Wine and ci have become an important part of the ordinary life of "poetry immortals". Therefore, we have learned to be ambitious, let me, 300 bowls, drink for one person! Lonely and helpless, give them to that boy in exchange for wine, and we will drown out the sorrow of thousands of generations! And enjoy a glass of wine when you are alive! Never mind whether your reputation will disappear! The hearty pride of "drunken at sunset, arrogant and easy to escape" and the gloomy and sad wine of "don't drink wine, you can't cry" make the poet immortal, and wine has made Li Bai a great poet. Li Bai indulged in landscapes and visited immortals all over the world. Swallow mountains and rivers as soon as you export. "Big Pengfei shakes for eight generations, and the sky is weak." "Straight into the sky, its peak into the sky, the potential is May, sincere."
I remember Mr. Yu Guangzhong's poetic comment "Embroidering in one bite and prospering the Tang Dynasty in half" ("Remembering Li Bai"). Li Bai wrote only two words in his life, but his achievements are unparalleled. "Le Garden Scenic Area Clear Autumn Festival, Xianyang Ancient Road is silent. The voice of the dust, the sunset of the west wind, the tomb of the Han family ",several figures, all say bleak. ""Never tire of looking at each other, only looking at the Pavilion Mountain ",the mountain is quiet and charming, and the poet only sees the mountain, but his eyes are relatively close.
I remember someone asked Mr. Yu who his idol was. Mr Yu replied that Li Bai was one of them, because Li Bai opened the vitality of China culture. If you have to use one word to describe Li Bai's poetic style, there is only one word: bold and unconstrained! In my mind, Li Bai is the majestic "Don't look at how the water of the Yellow River moves to the sky and enters the ocean, never to return", and the open-minded "I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, come back!" , the majestic "I would like to cross the Yellow River, ice choke ferry, snow climb Taihang Mountain", crazy "I am a madman in Chu, singing a crazy song to argue Confucius".
What makes us sigh and rejoice is that our country, our history and our culture have such strange people and talents. Their self-righteousness, loftiness and freedom have left us with colorful and classic masterpieces, making our country an ancient civilization and our nation an excellent nation.
Li Bai exposed his shortcomings and expressed himself with his poems full of idealism and romanticism and his passionate feelings. In his poems, he was half drunk and half awake, casting his rebellion, pouring all his feelings and interpreting his times. His poems are like a mirror, reflecting himself and the prosperous Tang Dynasty. He is worthy of Du Fu's evaluation of him as "putting pen to paper shakes the wind and rain, poetry makes ghosts cry" and the title of "Poet Fairy"!
He is indeed a hero of his time, a different kind of hero.