In the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty, the sea is clear and peaceful, the people's quality of life has improved, and the spiritual world has gradually become romantic, and looking back at the entire Li Tang Dynasty, and even the entire historical trend, the romantic matter who immortal Li Bai said second, I am afraid that no one dares to call it the first.
Li Bai's romance has reached a state of peaking, and even in the end, the word "man" may not be able to keep up with the pace of his "wave", "embroidery mouth spit, is half a sheng Tang" Li Bai wrote the wildest poem, but has the most bleak life.
Li Bai is extremely confident, Dai Jianye's old teacher has said in class, Li Bai's self-feeling is so good, it is really good that you feel terrible.
In the early years of Tianbao, Li Bai was ordered by Tang Xuanzong to enter Beijing as an official, and Li Bai was immediately overjoyed, "Laugh at the sky and go out, my generation is a basil person", such a person who is overwhelmed, at first glance, is not the material for being an official, and the history after that has indeed proved this, but our great poet Li Bai himself did not recognize this. It is true that Li Bai is extremely talented and literary, but he does not have half a political mind, and such a crazy person as Gao Lishi took off his boots is indeed not suitable for the official career of deception.
And in the subsequent Anshi Rebellion, this was also proved again, who immortal Li Bai's immortal qi was too heavy, too romantic, and in the red dust world, it might be really difficult to have a place for him. So Li Taibai, who was involved in the Yongwang case, only had the tragic fate of "following the wind until night Langxi".
Although in the amnesty of the world two years later, he has regained his freedom, but the fifty-nine-year-old Li Bai, in the midst of ups and downs, in the painful years, has experienced too much and too much, he has become old, lost the best years of drunken dreams, leaving behind those poems that have been passed down through the ages, and the stories of a lifetime of upheaval and displacement, all in a glass of wine.
This winter, sixty-two-year-old Li Bai took a boat to play in the Yangtze River quarry. Dressed in a palace robe, he looked at the vast river alone, and countless unspeakable feelings surged up in his heart. The blurry picture in front of his eyes gradually became clear again, and he looked at the moonlight in the river, just like then. He wanted to drink again, but the boatman would not drink with him, he saw the moon, the moon that had been shadowed by him, and he wanted to drink with the moon, and he reached out to catch the moon, but it was empty.
At this time, the Sheng Tang Dynasty was over, and the Immortals could finally return to heaven.
In the first year of Baoying, Li Bai, wearing an official brocade robe, swam in the quarry river, proudly and proudly, and if there was no one around, he died of drunkenness in the water to catch the moon.
Li Bai's madness enabled him to bloom brilliantly in the soil of history, but it was also this self-feeling madness that made him fail to recognize that he was not suitable for politics, which led to his undesirable life.
"Kyushu is one color, or Li Bai's frost"