If Li Bai lived in modern times, the poems he wrote would be very tacky and grand, unless he had a "little donkey".
Yes, you read that right, it’s a little donkey.
Because there is no most primitive scenery to match his literary talent, writing poetry also requires the right time, place and people.
Facing the world of sand, grass, trees, mountains and rivers in nature, the intimacy is felt as one leans down, walks or sits, chants and sings. Literary talent is conceived in the womb.
It’s funny to say that writing good poems requires riding a donkey a lot.
Ride a donkey in search of poetry, go to "Lijiang, Lhasa, and Jiangnan" with modern people, and enjoy the beautiful scenery.
I think of Meng Haoran a long time ago, riding a donkey in the snow to look for plum blossoms, and said: "My poems are on the back of a donkey in the wind and snow."
Come and go generously
We all know that the ancients’ tools for long-distance travel were usually either horses or donkeys. It may also be a hobby. The great poets in ancient times preferred to ride donkeys when traveling. Donkey riding has almost become a brand of famous poets.
If you think about it carefully, many of the most thunderous and beautiful sentences were basically written on the back of a donkey. It seems that the poet and his poems are quite destined, and good poems are born on the back of a donkey. It is legendary enough.
It is said that someone visited the poet Zheng Qixin and asked: Have you produced any masterpieces recently?
Zheng Qixin replied: "The poem is on a donkey in the wind and snow in Baqiao. How can I get it here?"
Zheng Qixin sighed and said: "I only have Poetry can only exist on the back of a donkey. Without it, my inspiration seems to be swallowed up by trivial matters."
Li Bai was no exception. He felt uncomfortable unless he rode a donkey for a while. "The Biography of Talented Scholars of the Tang Dynasty" records: Li Bai traveled far and wide. One day, he climbed to Mount Huashan and drunkenly rode a donkey towards Mount Huashan. When he passed the Yamen Gate of Huayin County, he did not get off the donkey's back, which was obviously very rude.
Poetry arrived as expected
The county magistrate was furious and sent officials to pull Li Bai off the donkey. The county magistrate shouted: "Who are you? How dare you ride a donkey past me?" "Fu Yamen?"
Li Bai said: "You don't know who I am. I said slowly: I vomited after drinking wine. Who wiped my mouth with a handkerchief? Do you know it is the emperor? The emperor The old man personally made me a spoon to make sobering soup. I am very poetic and love writing. Concubine Yang gave me an inkstone, and Gao Lishi took off my boots. In front of the emperor's gate, I was even allowed to ride a horse. In Huayin County, I ride a donkey. What's bothering you when you pass by?
Although the county magistrate didn't know Li Bai, he heard about it and didn't dare to neglect him. He apologized to Li Bai and said, "I didn't know that Li Hanlin was here. Damn it." ”
Li Bai laughed loudly, slapped the donkey on the back, and became poetic. He immediately wrote a poem "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" after returning home, which will be famous throughout the ages.
Our poet saint Du Fu is also I have been riding a donkey for many years, as evidenced by a poem: “I have been riding a donkey for 13 years, traveling in Beijing and eating in spring. ”
The great poet Li He rode a donkey all day long: As soon as the sun came up every morning, Li He would ride on his donkey and wander around in the mountains and fields. When he got inspiration, he would write it down on the donkey’s back and go home at night. Organized, so happy.
One day, Jia Dao was proudly chanting: "Falling leaves are all over Chang'an". He posed a problem to himself, how could he come up with a couplet?
Hey, the "autumn wind blows on the Wei River", this time, it danced, no, it made the donkey "dance", which shocked Jing Zhaoyin, and ended up playing in jail all night.
Jia Dao was released. He continued riding the donkey on the street, sometimes making "pushing-door" gestures with his hands, and sometimes "knocking-on-knocking" gestures with his hands on the donkey's back. Everyone in the street looked at him like a madman.
At this time, Han Yu's car came over, but Jia Dao didn't see it.
When he saw it, Han Yu was already lying on the ground.
Han Yu's followers caught him and Han Yu asked. What's going on?
Jia Dao said: I got a good poem, but I don't know which word to use.
After hearing this, Han Yu not only did not punish him, but also gave him advice, "I see." Knocking is better than pushing. "
Internet with freehand writing
Originally it was "The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk pushed the moon and came down the door."
Now it's better. , the name will last forever.
Yes, a true celebrity must "ride a donkey" to be generous.
So, in addition to "no wine, no pleasure", Li Bai also has many other things. Don't be happy.
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