? "The wine is wide, and seven points lead to the moonlight/the remaining three points scream into a firm but gentle sound/when spitting, the Tang Dynasty is half full." Yu Guangzhong's sonorous Sang Song, wild and bumpy romantic elegance. Its style is superb and imaginative, which is almost similar to Taibai's romantic poetic style. Yu Guangzhong is a complicated and changeable poet, and his works are extremely inconsistent in style. Generally speaking, his poetic style varies from subject to subject. Poems expressing will and ideals are generally grand, while works describing homesickness and love are generally delicate and soft. This song "Looking for Li Bai" is obviously an expression of ambition.
? Many people write poems with great poets in mind. The difficult thing is how to write poems with poets, which can not only write the images of predecessors, but also convey their feelings. Generally speaking, only when the author is similar to his predecessors in character and mind can the author write about the person he is pregnant with. Just like biographies: Zweig and Tolstoy in his works, romain rolland and Beethoven in his works, Si Tong and Van Gogh in his works all have a "lover" relationship. So, I guess I must have finished reading all Li Bai's romantic poems. On a sunny night, I got drunk and sang Looking for Li Bai.
? "The moon in the bottle, maybe it is your hometown. Have you been looking up at it all your life? " The finishing touch is the essence of a poet. Try Li Bai's "Drinking asking for the moon": I only hope that when the song is right for wine, the moonlight shines on the golden urn for a long time. Sing a song about wine, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, and a childlike innocence will leap from the paper. Even if Yu Guangzhong is not a first-class poet, he has his own crystal poems at this moment of harmony with great poets.
? The heart of a simple child is the widest, and the eyes of a baby are the deepest. Such innocence is often revealed only in wine and poetry, which makes us have to sigh: when drinking is a song, life is geometric.
Looking for Li Bai
? -drinking crazy songs and living empty? Who is the hero who becomes strong and stubborn?
I still have those proud boots.
Gao Lishi raised his hand in shame and indignation, and everyone left.
Place refugees and wounded soldiers everywhere.
Practice the rhythm of Huma and Qiangdi
Leave it to Toure to lament carefully.
Since that year, he has been fascinated by Zhang Zhi.
Recognizing you as a fallen fairy makes you more pretentious.
Put a spell on a small hip flask.
Hide yourself, even your wife can't find you.
Complain that Chang' an is small and the pot is long.
In all the poems, you predicted.
It will suddenly run away, maybe tomorrow.
Only when the ship breaks the waves is the wind.
Make enemies like a forest, everyone wants to kill.
How can cirrhosis kill you?
Seven-cent wine makes the moonlight.
The remaining three points into a firm but gentle roar.
Spit it out and it will be half a prosperous Tang dynasty.
From one yuan to Tianbao, from Luoyang to Xianyang
The noise of a car riding a crown running all over the road
Not as good as a song you wrote a thousand years later.
Crystal quatrains tap my forehead.
Echo caused by local bombs
Enough to degrade the world.
It would be a shame to let Yelang's mother go again.
So far, your birthplace is still a mystery.
Longxi or Shandong, Qinglian Township or Broken Leaf City?
Why don't you go back to your hometown?
Where are you drunk? You said it was not a foreign country.
Missing is the only fate of genius.
Where are you going after you die?
Wolves don't cry, and Toure advises you not to cry.
As soon as I turned around, the four windows were bare.
Seven immortals and five friends can't save you.
Kuangshan was locked in the fog and there was no way to get in.
Still pure fire, just half a grain of cinnabar.
How to chase the rosy clouds in Nie Ge's tea?
The moon in the bottle, maybe that's your hometown.
Have you been looking up at it all your life?
Whether you go out to cry west or east.
Chang 'an has fallen.
Twenty-four Wan Li's return trip
There is no need to disturb Dapeng or recruit cranes.
Throw the glass into the air.
It spins into a flying saucer
The mysterious edge flashes faster and faster.
Take you back to the legend