Usually we generally feel that worshipping a person must be looking up, which is more like this, but it is not the case. Equal level can also produce worship, just like Du Fu to Li Bai.
Everyone can only judge others based on their own intelligence, talented people meet mediocre people he is plain, only when he meets the same talented people can his light be seen, and Du Fu's wise eyes bump into Li Bai's talent, can send out a long admiration of "the pen falls into the wind and rain, the poem becomes a weeping ghost god", and will give birth to "Yu Yidong Mengke, pity the king like a brother".
To this day, there are still many people who compare them to each other, as if they must distinguish between high and low, in fact, their poetry is very exquisite, each has its own advantages, poetry immortals are good at ancient style, seven absolutes, and the seven laws of poetry are unmatched, so the two belong to the twin peaks of romance and reality, and they are the twin stars of the Chinese poetry world, and the comparison of poetry is meaningless.
If it rises to temperament, some people say that Li Bai is a cloud, ethereal, and Du Fu is a mountain, thick. The romantic immortality of the poetry immortals is well known to the world, and these characteristics are sprinkled in his poems, such as the following verses:
"Dapeng rose with the same wind one day and soared up to ninety thousand miles."
"Laugh at the sky and go out, my generation is a basil person."
"The air shore is far in front of the haoshi, and the wind is willing to fall behind others."
"The giant spirit roared over the two mountains, and Hong bo sprayed arrows into the East China Sea."
"Five flowers and horses, a thousand gold qiu, Hu'er will be exchanged for fine wine, and er will be sold with the ancient sorrows."
"And put the white deer between the green cliffs, and you must ride to visit the famous mountain." Ann can crush the brow and bend the waist of the magnate, so that I can't be happy."
"Ju HuaiYi is excited and thinks of flying, and wants to go to the blue sky to catch the bright moon."
"Ping Ming deng sun view, raise your hand to open the clouds." The spirit is flying around, like going out of heaven and earth."
"The west is too white peak, and the sunset is climbing poorly." Taibai talks to me and opens the sky for me. May you ride the wind and go straight out of the clouds. Raise your hand to the moon, and go forward if there is no mountain."
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As soon as this cloud pass and the heavens are opened, the poetry immortal is equivalent to leaving the human world and drifting away. He uses his strange imagination in the poem, depicting many magical realms, and it is strange that when you think of him, you feel the fairy spirit fluttering.
And Li Bai does not care how immortal, he can not replace Du Fu standing on the peak of realism, for the reading of the two, it is better to go hand in hand, and for the worship of the two, the same heat is good.
After experiencing Li Bai above, the following are three small poems by Du Fu:
Suzan Public Housing
Where did the staff come from here, and the autumn wind was already blowing.
Rain desert deep courtyard chrysanthemum, frost poured half a pond lotus.
Exile is not rather sexual, and the void is not separated from Zen.
Meet into an overnight stay, the long moon to the people round.
Between the trees
Cen lonely double sweet tree, a courtyard of incense.
Hand over a few staffs, and eat and eat to hinder clothes.
Full age like Pine Bi, while waiting for chrysanthemum.
A few times dipped in leaf dew, riding the moon to sit on the bed.
Drink alone
The step is late in the deep forest, and it is late to open the bottle and drink alone.
The bees are sticky and the rows of ants are dead pears.
Bo inferiority is really hidden, and the seclusion is self-pleasing.
Ben has no intention of crowning, not proud of the time.