Gift to Li Bai
Author: Chen Jing
Night, silence is the soul, and the moon is gentle to the soul. I leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, admiring the beautiful scenery alone. We are both moon admirers, and I recall you from thousands of years ago: Li Bai!
Some people say that you are a fairy, a drunken poetry fairy. Your romance and frivolity are engraved in the hearts of many people. Do you know it? However, in my eyes, you are just a child!
You are a child full of fantasy, so you want to go up to the sky to catch the sun and the moon, so you can think of the three thousand feet of water flying down as the Milky Way falling in the sky. Throughout the ages, there have been a few people like you who have dreamed about their youthful dreams for a lifetime!
You are a lonely child, so you cherish friendship in every possible way, but who can stay with you forever? We had known each other before, but in the end we were separated! So, you lamented that the spring breeze knows how to say goodbye to bitterness and does not send away the green willow branches. You know that the water in Peach Blossom Pond is thousands of feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun to send my love. yes! The longer the pavilion, the shorter the pavilion. You have worked so hard on this journey. When will we know each other when we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night. That infatuation has haunted you all your life, and that love has made you drunk like wine.
Friends are easy to find, but bosom friends are hard to find. Li Bai! You have wandered for thousands of years and found a few people who know you! Do you know that Du Fu's feigned madness is really sad? Do you know the friend you are sending away outside the guest booth? Or does the drinker under the moon know you? It was such a lonely night. I raised my glass to welcome the bright moon. The self-deception of the three of them made my throat sore with the bitterness of a thousand cups of turbid wine. You are just a child who is unwilling to be lonely! You lamented the loneliness of all the ancient sages, so helpless and heartbroken.
With his sword drawn, he looked around and felt confused. You are a lost child, and your confusion is heartbreaking! You also know that if you cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow again, and if you raise a cup to relieve your sorrow, your sorrow will become even worse. You also know that if you succeed, you will die if you do not retreat. Have you ever asked where is the return journey? Intoxicated with wine, you took your wine to the rich and powerful. However, if you are as arrogant as you, how can you show your power by showing off your dignity? In the end, you left, left the court, left the palace that made you frustrated, and left the world that never belonged to you from the beginning! Are you happy? Is everything really like water flowing from the east? If fame and wealth last forever, the Han River should also flow northwest. This is just self-consolation! You have been hurt among the powerful in reality! However, why do you still look forward to coming back after all your money has been spent, just because you firmly believe that the talents you are born with will be useful? Yes, who doesn’t strive for fame and fortune? Even if you give it away with a smile, are you really so cool and unrestrained? You still ask for wine to the moon again and again, and the wine sells off the worries of thousands of years, even if it is only for a moment! What else can I say? That was you thousands of years ago, like a child! What about you today?
Climbing famous mountains, drinking good wine, admiring the stars and the moon, and dreaming of heaven. Li Bai! It’s such a hard road to walk alone! I cry out with heartbreaking lovesickness, I want to cross the Yellow River and the ice is blocked, I am about to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang, but I can't advance or retreat; the road to Shu is more difficult than the ups and downs of climbing to the sky, are you tired from walking? Fortunately, the world in the eyes of children can always be like a flower and a paradise, and a grain of sand and a world. Therefore, you can experience the tranquility of looking for the ancient road through the clouds and listening to the flowing spring according to the trees. So you wrote so beautifully about the loneliness under the green mountains at dusk, when the mountains and the moon follow people home, and your smile without answering makes people fascinated!
Maybe you have found your own world in self-exile. You have reached your peak. Your romance, your arrogance, and your loneliness are gradually melted into your wine and spread under your ink. Thousands of years later, I am drunk in the fragrance of wine and ink.
It’s a moonlit night again. The moon from thousands of years ago has made you happy and happy. Today, it touches me. I want to pick up the pen and sing but I have no choice but to write. Li Bai! Let me warm a pot of wine for you. It will not relieve you of your worries, but will only help your poetry.
Compose a thousand-year-old poem!