Li Bai is my favorite poet. In my eyes, his bun is towering, his robe is floating, his hip flask is in his left hand, and his glass is raised in his right hand. Facing the boundless sky and the lonely moon, he laughs at the sky: "An Neng can bow down and serve the dignitaries, who never will suffer being shown an honest-hearted face!" In this way, slowly, ripples are rippling in the lake of my heart, and violet laymen slowly come to me from the distant Tang Dynasty ...
In my eyes, Li Bai is fearless of power and talented. When I was a teenager, I read strange books, traveled to immortals, and was good at fencing. However, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty only asked him to serve the Hanlin and be the minister of the text attendants. The official career is not smooth, and the society is dark. The emperors of the dynasty indulged in the beauty of Yang Yuhuan and went on strike every night. How can they care about the sufferings of the people and the well-being of the country? In Li Bai's poems, there are too many disappointments and great ambitions: "oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, and never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!, I was born to be useful, spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back!". You are full of enthusiasm and know-how, but you can't make the best use of it. However, you must never flatter and destroy your eyebrows. Gao Lishi, Yang Guifei's favorite eunuch, took off his boots and grinded ink for him with the strength of wine, despised power, challenged the imperial power, and laughed and denounced him. How happy he was!
Li Bai in my eyes is a romantic poet who loves the mountains and rivers of the motherland. He stood at the highest peak of the poetry circle in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and he was a charming real celebrity! Praise Lushan Mountain for "flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days", and now the beauty of the Yellow Crane Tower is "the lonely sail is far from the blue sky, but the Yangtze River flows in the sky." Seeing in the words also reveals a childish imagination. "I dare not speak loudly, for fear of shocking people!" In his eyes and words, he shows infinite attachment to the motherland, one grass and one tree, one mountain and one water!
In my eyes, Li Bai is eager to join the army to show his ambition and pity the soldiers guarding the border. Li Bai marched around with his sword, and his poems revealed his willingness to join the army against the enemy. "I'm willing to bend my sword at my waist to cut Loulan", "Why should I break the Moon's family, and then raise my pillow" ...... The infinite understanding of the soldiers on the frontier "I'm always alone, but I know myself in tears" and "I'm not in the jade gate, * * * I don't know how long I am", and I give up my family's ions just to serve the country, but the emperor can only be sad alone:
In my eyes, Li Bai cherishes love and attaches importance to friendship. He is a man of temperament who dares to love and hate! "My hair covers my forehead, flowers fall in front of my door, when you, my lover, on a bamboo horse and came trotting in circles and throwing green plums" are not faithful to a beautiful love, how can I leave a beautiful sentence handed down from childhood? "Sauvignon Blanc, destroying the heart and soul" Dear people, across the Qian Shan, let a little miss drift into your dreams with the white clouds! Li Bai is sincere to his friends. "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's." He Zhizhang and Du Fu are his confidants and literary friends.
In the Anshi Rebellion, Li Bai lived in seclusion in Lushan Mountain, and was invited to enter the gate of Yongwang, urging Yongwang to destroy thieves. Soon Yongwang was defeated and Li Bai was imprisoned. In the second year of Zhide, he was sentenced to a long life. At this time, Li Bai had reached the old age of "Yelang Wan Li Road, and the west was old". In 75 AD, he was pardoned and died in 76 AD, at the age of 62. A superstar that illuminates the world literary world has fallen, but his poems and talents have been handed down from generation to generation in this rolling world of mortals, and will never die out ..... Thank you, Li Bai's composition of 6 words < P > In my heart, there is a long shadow that spans up and down for more than a thousand years. Holding the sword and holding the wine, he is Li Bai.
the cold wind is rustling. The palace is resplendent and magnificent. You stand alone outside the imperial gate, thinking that a few months ago, you raced in front of the Emperor's Hall. When you are drunk, let Gao Lishi take off his boots. Want to be ordered, you sing "laughing face upwards to go out, our generation is a lamb. ”; When I want to be at its peak, the phrase "Excuse me, who is like the Han Palace? Poor swallow is wearing new makeup" has fascinated the imperial city. It's also this wonderful poem, but it was abused by Gao Lishi. Standing outside this palace, there is no tears, no sorrow, cold wind can't make you bend over, and frustration can't overwhelm you! Yes, "Ann can push her eyebrows and bend her back, but I can't be happy. "You go, left a monument in the history of poetry. In my eyes, Li Bai is proud.
The waves are surging and the yellow sand is flying./You sail a boat alone and walk alone. You clearly heard that you were singing in waves again and again. When I look back, I see Wang Lun's figure, approaching constantly. For a moment, friendship overflowed with clear water and your heart. "The pool is deep in thousands of feet. Not as good as Wang Lun. "You go, take away a river friendship. Li Bai in my eyes is full of friendship.
who drinks when you are alone in a foreign land? Under the moon, you raise your glass alone. In people, no one drinks with you. In your heart, no one appreciates you. You raise your glass and sing "sober men of olden days and sages are forgotten, and only the great drinkers are famous for all time. "Why * * * wine? "till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three." Bright moon, lonely shadow, aren't they friends forever? Even if thousands of people leave, there is a bright moon and a lonely shadow. "Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold and jewels, Hu Er wants to go out for wine, and sell the sorrow of the ages with you." Li Bai in my eyes is free and easy.
Li Bai, you, a poetic fairy and a violet layman, wrote a splendid Tang Dynasty with great passion. My idol is Li Bai's 6-word composition, which is mainly about details.
"If you don't see how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven, you will never return to the sea. Have you seen how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers, though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow ... "This poem was written by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. When I finished reading this poem, I was deeply touched.
Li Bai in my heart is a man who dares to love and hate, is free and bold, and is brilliant. He left home at the age of 25 and traveled all over China. In the first year of Tianbao, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, he went to Chang 'an as an official, but he was slandered out of Beijing because he didn't want to flatter the dignitaries. His poems are mostly manifested as dissatisfaction with feudal dignitaries and their love for the great rivers and mountains of the motherland; His poems not only reflected the prosperity of that era, but also exposed and criticized the dissoluteness and corruption of the ruling group, showing the positive spirit of despising the powerful, resisting the traditional bondage and pursuing freedom and ideals.
Li Bai, who is not afraid of powerful people, often scolds corrupt officials. Once he took part in the imperial examination, he was humiliated face to face by Yang Guozhong, the traitor of the time, and his adjutant, saying that Li Bai only deserved to give them shoes and polish ink, and he could not win fame. Li Bai stormed out of the door and vowed to let Yang Guozhong grind ink for him, and the adjutant carried shoes for him. It was not until later that the special history of the country sent documents, but Xuanzong asked someone to translate them, but no one could. Later, Li Bai was recommended by others. After seeing Li Bai, Xuanzong was overjoyed, but Li Bai said, "You have to ask a Buddhist to grind ink, and an adjutant carries shoes. I dare to write. " Xuanzong cherished his talents, so he had to give permission to play and urged Li to reply to the essay. At that time, Yang Guozhong must also be reluctant to play in every way, but the emperor allowed him to play, so he blushed and stood under Li Bai's head, while the adjutant stood under Yang Guozhong's head with shoes, while Li Bai was writing on the stool. And looked at Yang Guozhong from time to time.
Li Bai has an unshakable position in my heart. He is my idol, the only idol and forever idol! I met Li Bai's composition of 6 words
"so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already? ..." The teacher led us to recite the poems of the great poet Li Bai, and everyone adored the great poet. After class was over, I yawned. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself standing in an alley. The people there were very strange. Just say this dress, the sleeves are so long, and there are two slender ribbons behind the hat. Some of them are wearing Tang suit and cheongsam ... I am very puzzled. I was still on campus just now. How could I come to the noisy street in the blink of an eye and meet so many strange people? It's really haunted!
in the evening, I came to a garden and was sleeping in a pavilion in the middle of the pond. "from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me." I heard a reading sound, and I continued to listen: "till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon." As soon as I saw it, the poet picked up a small and exquisite glass and looked at the moon. Just then, I sneezed: "Ah, choo!" " The man found me and pointed with his hand and said, "till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, there is another person here!" " I immediately said, "No, no!" It's to bring me my shadow and make us three! The man stroked his beard and said, "Good poem, good poem!" Then he asked me, "Who are you? Why are you here? " I said, "My name is Liu Xiangyu, and I can't find my home. Besides, who are you? Why read Li Bai's poems? " I am Li Bai, and my words are too white. As soon as I heard it, I said, "It was the great poet Li Bai! Disrespect! Disrespect! I thought to myself, this is the Tang Dynasty! I asked him again, "How can you write such a good poem?" I saw that Li Bai patted the dust on his plain robe behind his hands and said, "There are three ways to read: heart, mouth and eyes. As the saying goes, think more, talk more and read more. I said to him again, "Great poet, do you know that your poems are very influential in our future? How did you write more than 9 poems?" He smiled and said, "So you are from the future! I can write so many poems only by a proverb: as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle! " I savored these words carefully. Later, he told me the story of his childhood, how to motivate him to study, and finally became a great poet. After a while, Li Bai took out a book "Selected Poems of Li Bai" from his sleeve and gave it to me as a gift. I also gave the Chinese book to Li Bai as a gift.
* * rang in the class of "Ding Rinrin". I woke up and had a dream! I'm still at school! At this moment, the teacher said, Liu Xiangyu, please read Li Bai's drinking Alone with the Moon. I stood up and found that the Chinese book was missing. Did I really give it to Li Bai? Suddenly, I took out a "Selected Poems of Li Bai", but as soon as I turned the page, it was all written in ancient Chinese, which I couldn't understand. So I recited it. "from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, there is another person here!" The students laughed their heads off. Walking with Li Bai
Turn on the desk lamp, have a cup of fragrant tea and open a thick book of Tang poetry. You, the violet layman, will stand proudly and travel with me to the famous mountains and rivers.
First of all, we came to the Three Gorges with steep mountains and fast flowing water. Here are beautiful scenery, birds and flowers, and pleasant scenery. Going forward again, there is another scene: the water is rushing and the waves are sky-high. Li Bai suddenly burst into poetry. "When I bid farewell to the colorful clouds of the White Emperor, Jiangling, a thousand miles away, can't stop crying on both sides of the strait, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man." If you hear an ape in the park, you will burst into tears, because the ape's cry is very miserable. I clearly saw crystal tears from Taibai's eyes.
Then, we came to a place as beautiful as a fairyland, that is, the Peach Blossom Pond. At this time, Li Bai's tears couldn't stay in his eyes, and they fell down one after another, because this was the place where he parted from Wang Lun. At that time, he whispered: "The peach blossom pool is deep in thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's." How will your mood be if your friends and bosom friends leave?
Next, we came to Kaimenshan. The mountain here is very steep, as if it had been split in the middle by the Yangtze River. I can't help but praise: "How magnificent! How spectacular! " At this time, I heard Li Bai sing: "Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flowed eastward to this time. The green hills on both sides of the strait were opposite, and the lonely sails came." "Good poem!" I blurted it out.
After that, we ushered in the evening. A bright moon crept out and then rose slowly. At this time, the moon was like a big round moon cake. "The moon here is so beautiful! How round! " "so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?, lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight and sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home." After singing, Li Bai was lost in thought.
Finally, we went home, and Li Bai was drinking alone. "till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three." Won't you be lonely if you are alone in a different place, with no relatives and confidants?
Walking with Li Bai, we walked into Li Bai's inner world and listened to his heart. It's a blessing! If I met Li Bai's 6-word composition
and never met you, I knew that you weren't there on that clear day in Wan Li.
I have met you for a long time. On every moonlit night, I know that there are more than three people facing each other.
I can't see your face clearly. You are so far away that you can't see your face clearly. I only vaguely hear you and spit out your wine. I said, you are an era, a magnificent and bright era. There is a dazzling halo hanging over your head, which is a shrinking shadow of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Above you, it is colorful and gorgeous. You have no words, I think, of course, you won't believe it, and you won't understand that you are so frustrated. "But the poet is the most unlucky, and he is like a gentleman." No matter what, it's still it is hard to go and it is hard to go. You shake your head, raise your glass, and drink a pot of sadness with vinegar, but the bright moon knows that you always have eternal sorrow. But how many people want to tell you how much strength you have given them, because everyone in China believes in Li Bai, a talented drunkard, who is lovely and respectable and lives every moment of his life.
maybe I can meet you in a boat in the Yangtze river. I accidentally remembered a sentence-"I abandoned all my sadness and doubts to chase the homeless tide, because the eternal stranger was calling me and he was coming along this road." However, I'm afraid that even Tagore can't understand your inner joy-when you are forgiven and return to the east, you can set sail in Jiangling. < P > Apes on both sides of the strait can't stop singing to see you off. Your canoe, crossing Qian Shan Wanling, is so simple? Today, when people visit the Three Gorges, as soon as they rush into the gorge, they go straight to the boulder reef. As you can imagine, it was really thunderous
, and the boat was like an arrow that left the string. If you didn't pay attention, you were hit to pieces. But on that day, you suddenly got the favor of fate, even do or die passed quietly, and life will surely create more glory! The original turbulent waves and the shrill
ape sound are no longer worrying. Instead, they are like a light and euphemistic eulogy. The Baidicheng in the colorful clouds and the distant Jiangling have become your gifts to future generations. After all kinds of disasters, the ship of life will always sail out of the difficulties and give you a bright way to sing.
maybe I can meet you in the flute of Luoyang city. The night is boundless, the stars are dim, and by candlelight, you lean against the window and look at the moon. Wandering outside, I don't know how many years it is. How can you sleep when you live alone? All the lights went out
, but at this moment, a melodious flute outside the window floated quietly into the poet's heart and climbed up the window sill sprinkled with full moon color. The pearls are round and smooth, and the clear and indirect flute sounds are wonderful to you. All over Luoyang, have you heard
? It must be. In the dead of night, I don't know how many wanderers lead their hometown. You, who are full of emotions, have let your mood fly back to the bright moon in Sichuan in the flute, and you are in Luoyang, tasting the bitterness of
"heartbroken people are at the end of the world"
alone. Your heart is always lonely, and I wonder if there is a trace of pride left. In my opinion, no one has really been close. I remember Qiong precious jade once wrote a word to San Mao-"I know you, how deep is it?" Say it's your
intimate friend. How many do you know each other? Say you are unhappy, what is happiness? " That's what you are. I will always be a lonely person, living in my own world, with nostalgia for my hometown, and I think I also have the pursuit and yearning for happiness.
maybe, I can see you in the reflection of golden wine. You always have a pair of keen eyes, which can see through the world of mortals. Drinking and singing seems to be too arrogant. Only you know that it is inner fatigue and hesitation. I'm already tired
, and I'm not green hair anymore, but double manes.