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The cold wind is bleak. The palace is full of gold. You stand alone outside the imperial gate, thinking that a few months ago, you would run a horse in front of the Son of Heaven Hall; When drunk, let Colliers take off his boots.
When you want to obey the order, you sing, "Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a lamb." ”;When I wanted to be at my peak, the sentence "By asking who in the Han Palace is like, poor Feiyan is still wearing new makeup" made thousands of people obsessed with the imperial city. But it is also this wonderful poem, but it was badly spoken by Gaolis.
Standing outside this palace, there are no tears, no sorrow, the cold wind can't make you bend over, and setbacks can't overwhelm you! Yes, "An Neng urged his eyebrows to bend his waist to deal with the powerful, but I am not happy." "You are gone, leaving a monument in the history of poetry.
In my eyes, Li Bai is arrogant.
The waves are overturning, the yellow sand is flying You sail alone in a lonely boat and go alone. You hear it clearly, singing on the waves one after another. When I looked back, it was Wang Lun's figure, constantly approaching.
For a while, friendship overflowed with clear water and overflowed into your heart. "The water in the flower pond is a thousand feet deep. It's not as good as Wang Lun to send me love.
You're gone, taking a river of friendship with you. Li Bai in my eyes is full of friendship.
Li Bai in my eyes.
Alone in a foreign land, who drinks together?
Under the moon, you raise a glass alone.
No one drinks with you.
In your heart, no one appreciates you.
You raise your glass and sing".
The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. ”
Bright moon, lonely shadow, isn't it an eternal friend?
Even if thousands of people leave, there is a bright moon and a lonely shadow, guarding by their side.
Li Bai, it is you, the poet immortal, this Qinglian layman, who wrote the splendid Tang Dynasty with a huge pen of pride.
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The pen fell into a storm, and the poem became a crying ghost.
Sit by the window to enjoy the moonlight, lean on Lushan Mountain and watch the waterfall.
Wine is less than a thousand glasses of confidants.
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The pen fell into a storm, and the poem became a crying ghost.
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Sit by the window to enjoy the moonlight, lean on Lushan Mountain and watch the waterfall.
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I'm also anxious... Do you also write synchronous exercises???
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Is it free verse or archaic poetry? Lyric poetry? Let's be clear.
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You're really an alcoholic, and you're still a poet.
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Li Bai (701 762), the word is too white, and the number is Qinglian layman. His ancestral home was Chengji in Longxi (near Tianshui in present-day Gansu), and he was born in the Western Regions at the end of the Sui Dynasty, and Li Bai was born in Central Asia. (The Chu River valley south of Lake Balkhash is now under the jurisdiction of the Anxi Duhu Prefecture in the Tang Dynasty).
When he was young, he moved with his father to Qinglian Township, Changlong, Mianzhou (now Jiangyou, Sichuan).
He spent most of his life wandering. In the first year of Tianbao (742), due to the recommendation of Taoist priest Wu Yun, he was called to Chang'an to worship Hanlin. The style of the article is famous for a while, and it is quite appreciated by Xuanzong.
Later, because he could not meet the powerful, he abandoned his official position after only three years in Beijing, and still continued his wandering life. In the second year of the Anshi Rebellion, he was angry about the difficulties and participated in the shogunate of the Eiwang Li Xuan. Unfortunately, King Yong and Suzong had a struggle for the throne, and after the defeat, Li Bai was implicated and exiled to Yelang (in present-day Guizhou), where he was pardoned on the way.
In his later years, he wandered in the southeast, and Li Yangbing, according to the order of Tu County, died of illness soon after.
Li Bai's poems are mainly lyrical. After Qu Yuan, he was the first to be able to extensively absorb the rich nutrients from the folk literature and art of the time and the Yuefu folk songs since the Qin, Han and Wei dynasties, and concentrated on improving them to form his unique style. He has an extraordinary artistic genius and majestic artistic power.
All the surprising, exciting, and thought-provoking phenomena come down to the bottom of the pen. Du Fu has the comment that his pen fell into a storm, and his poems became weeping ghosts and gods ("Sending Li Twelve White Twenty Rhymes"), and he was the most outstanding romantic poet in China after Qu Yuan, and was known as a poet immortal. With Du Fu's name, known as Li Du, Han Yuyun:
Li Du's article is here, and the light is long. (Transfer). There is "Li Taibai Collection".
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