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"100 Poems of Li Bai Fighting for Wine" recounts the life of poets, and it is surprising that there are so many. It is conceivable that the wine he drank in his life must be incalculable.
The greatness of a poet lies not in how much wine he can sing, nor in how many years he can live. The wine he drank and his life have long gone with the passage of light, but the poems he left behind cannot go with the passage of time. This great poet left us an immortal wealth that can't be measured by money. It belongs to no one, but to all mankind.
Today, I will integrate the immortal poems into a book, hoping that it will be as immortal as the immortal soul.
After writing such a passage, I suddenly feel that putting it in front of Li Bai's poems has a feeling of teaching others how to teach an axe, so I'd better stop writing.
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