Ou Yawei: Dream li bai in the stars

Author: Chengdu Shishi Middle School (Beihu Campus) Senior Three (2) Class Ou Yawei

【Inscription】 The wine entered the intestines, very brewed into the moonlight, the remaining three points screamed into sword qi, and the embroidery mouth spit out half of the Tang Dynasty. ——In the afterglow

Half a glass of wine, drunk without drinking, drunk even more arrogant, the empty smile seems to be able to cover everything, and suddenly the moonlight seems to be more pure and sad.

Li Bai always seemed to have the appearance of a white-clad teenager, and the clarity and dazzling in his eyes were just like the clear spring of Wang Jin's several stars, with the arrogance of not knowing where he had learned, and the sword went to the end of the world. It is often said that its poetry, its sword, its wine, plus a period.

Li Bai loves wine, and everyone who knows Li Bai knows his obsession with wine. A song "Will Enter the Wine" makes his love for wine vividly sigh. Li Bai was fascinated, fascinated by the pungency in the throat, fascinated by the warmth that rolled in the stomach, fascinated by the fullness of the drink, fascinated by the fearlessness after raising a glass to dispel sorrow.

Li Bai danced well with swords, and because of his superb swordsmanship, he often had no fear, but I thought it was worth it. Only he knew how tiring and hard it was to practice swordplay—perhaps every morning he had to dance his sword, beads of sweat slid down with the contours of his well-defined face, and his hair flew with the wind of the teenager.

Li Bai had political ambitions, but no one appreciated him, and his career was not satisfactory in his life, but he wrote good poetry. At the age of 15, he had countless works, and at the age of 20, he was appreciated by Rebbe Shangshu, and was considered by He Zhizhang to be "who immortal", and the title of "poetry immortal" is not to mention. Taibai's life is good to use Dapeng as a metaphor, and it may be crazy to put it on other people, but I think Li Bai can be called.

The Wizards of Taibai are as rare in the world as Dapeng, a legendary bird that the world has never seen before. "The water of the Yellow River rises from heaven" rises with the Yellow River, and the poem is also like flowing water, expressing ambition, chanting pride, and at the same time implying the true meaning of life; "Look up at the bright moon, look down at the hometown." "Relying on the scenery, nature is magical, and thousands of years later, it can still arouse the sorrows of wanderers thousands of miles away."

Li Bai was obsessed with that round of bright moon, and it was this obsession that added a bit of melancholy mystery to him. From ancient times to the present, Li Bai's family background and place of origin have always been a mystery. But perhaps the bright moonlight on the top of the mountain is his best destination, he said: Wherever I am drunk, it is not a place else.

The moonlight hung over the genius boy who had just laughed wildly but was now beating his chest and weeping, and the wine in the wine pot was sprinkled on the sword. The teenager turned his head suddenly, saw the starry sky, grinned again, and the breeze gently brushed his cheek.

Taibai, may you run away for half your life, and return as a teenager.

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