And the typical negative man, why don’t I know, who are they?”Li Shu looked at Zhu Pingan, her cherry lips slightly opened, and asked curiously.
“This person is very Avray hidden, I’m afraid of scaring you by saying it.”Zhu Pingan smiled faintly, his eyes full of confidence.
“Yet I don’t believe it, tell me.”Li Shu closed the poem in her hand and guffawed towards Zhu Pingan.
“I guess you won’t believe me even if I say it, after all, he has successfully deceived people for hundreds of years.”Zhu Pingan hooked the corners of his lips and said with a soft smile.
“Oh ……You tell me.”The curiosity on Li Shu’s pretty face added a few more points as she looked at Zhu Pingan and urged.
“He is ……”Zhu Pingan deliberately stretched his voice and whetted his appetite before slowly saying, “Li Bai.”
“Li …..Bai?”
As expected, Li Shu was surprised upon hearing this, a surprised expression surfacing on her pretty face, somewhat not quite believing her ears.
In ancient times, there were no singers or film stars, but the poets filled in the gaps, and for most of the young girls, Li Bai, who said, “When the wine goes into his intestines, seven parts of it are brewed into moonlight, and the remaining three parts of it are whistled into the sword’s breath, and when he spits out his embroidered mouth, it’s half of the Sheng Tang Dynasty”, was their super idol.
Now they suddenly heard that their idol was a typical heartless man, the surprise brought by this subversive statement was hard to describe in words.
“Don’t you dare mix up your words to coax me.”Li Shu’s watery eyes turned towards Zhu Pingan, pouting.
“I have proof.”Zhu Pingan hooked up the corner of his lips, “Li Bai can be called the most famous negative man in history.”
“What evidence?”
Li Shu leaned forward, her eyes widening in curiosity, could it be that Zhu Pingan really found Li Bai’s handle, but why have I never heard of it.
Zhu Pingan smiled faintly, his two thick eyebrows were also glowing with laughter, his dark eyes turned slightly, with a bit of a bad feeling, and slowly said:
“Since ancient times poets have sent poems to each other to sing, Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty in the eastern capital of Luoyang and Li Bai, who was more than ten years longer than him, ‘fell in love at first sight’, and went on a trip together, just as Du Fu’s ‘Seeking the Fan 10 Hermitage with Li XII Bai’ poem says ‘Drunken sleep in autumn with a common quilt, hand in hand with a companion in the sun’, the two ran the same bed covered with the same quilt when they were drunk, and played together hand in hand during the day, and their feelings were thus evident.”
“Since then, Dupu to Li Bai loyalty, no matter separate and get together, are for Li Bai wrote poetry, a total of fourteen wrote as much. Two years away from Kyoto when he wrote “gift Li Bai” (pentameter), together with the trip wrote “and Li twelve white with the search for Fan ten hermitage”, in the spring wrote “spring memory of Li Bai”, in the winter and wrote “winter have wistfulness of Li Bai”, parting time to write “gift Li Bai” (septuagrams), a few days do not see Li Bai wrote “do not see” (do not see Li Shengjiu), dreaming is also dreaming about Li Bai wrote “dream of Li Bai, two”, drinking Li Bai thinkWrote “Drinking in the Eight Immortals Song”, drunk Li Bai and wrote “Su Duan Xue Fuxu feast Jane Xue Hua drunken song”, even when sending off other friends also do not forget Li Bai wrote “send Kong Chao father Xie disease return to tour the Jiangdong, and also presented to Li Bai, Li Bai was exiled when he wrote “the end of the day to miss Li Bai”, “send Li twelve white twenty rhymes”, late in life, still miss the time of the young and Li Bai with the time of travelling to write the “former travel”, “send the Huai” ……”
“Fourteen poems, between the lines of the words are blazing emotions, are the love and esteem for Li Bai, can be described as pen and brush, literary style. Among them, there is no lack of ‘Bai also poetry invincible, floating thought not group’, ‘pen down shocked the wind and rain, poetry into a ghost God’, ‘the late man into my dream, Ming I long memory’,’Li Bai wrote a hundred poems in one bucket, the winegrower sleeps in Chang’an city, the Son of Heaven calls but does not get into the boat, claiming himself to be an immortal in wine’ and such famous lines that have been known for centuries.”
“Du Fu wrote so many poems for Li Bai, can be described as the world’s infatuation, but Li Bai, Li Bai wrote a ‘gift to Wang Lun’ for Wang Lun, to Wang Changling wrote a ‘heard Wang Changling left to move to Longbiao Yao have this send’, no Du Fu half a penny relationship. Dufu will have his heart shine on Li Bai, but Li Bai shines on Wang Lun; Dufu will have his heart shine on Li Bai, but Li Bai shines on Chang Ling; Dufu has a hundred poems, but not as many as Wang Lun sends me; Dufu reads me a thousand times, but he misses Wang Chang Ling ……That said, looking at the fourteen poems sent by Du Fu, doesn’t Li Bai’s conscience hurt?”
Zhu Pingan hooked the corners of his lips as he quoted the classics and spoke eloquently.
The little bun maid was listening on the side, nodding her head repeatedly, looking at Zhu Pingan with a look of uncertainty, feeling that what her aunt said made so much sense.
“Ya pfft, you net will be muddy say, if the old pedant heard, a permitted with you blood splattered five steps. See if you still dare to make up about the ancients.”
Li Shu Zhajia began to listen seriously, after listening to a few sentences can not help but roll a white eye, and then listen to the back, but can not help but laugh, cherry lips slightly open to reveal a smile, hear later can not help but spit a mouthful, pouting.
Of course, here’s spit is not really spit, just express emotion, just like the modern beauty of a delicate “I yuck”, delicate and lovely tight, the Dream of the Red Chamber Lin Daiyu so with Jia Baoyu pouted several times, a little like flirting.
“I’m not a jerk, there is evidence to prove it. Of course, sooner or later out of the mix is to return, Li Bai later also met the negative man Meng Haoran. Oh yes, Meng Haoran was more than ten years older than Li Bai. Li Bai met Meng Haoran while travelling in Xiangzhou (now Xiangfan) and admired him. Like Du Fu, Li Bai also wrote many poems to Meng Haoran, roughly as many as five. The first time he met Meng Haoran, he gave Meng Haoran a ‘Gift to Meng Haoran’, ‘I love Meng Haozi, the world has heard of the wind and current’ is blunt and straightforward expression of his admiration for Meng Haoran; climbed the mountain to pay homage to the Buddha, he also gave Meng Haoran wrote a ‘Returning to the Mountain to Send Meng Haoran in Spring Day’, to express the love; sent off Meng Haoran to go to Canton Green, he wrote ‘The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to theGuangling’, in which ‘the late man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and went down to Yangzhou in March of the Smoke and Fireworks’ is even more famous for centuries; later on, he wrote ‘Giving Meng Haoran a Gift to the Snow in Huainan’, and ‘Visiting Liyang Beihu Pavilion and Looking at the Waya Mountain’ one after another, and he couldn’t stop thinking about Meng Haoran.”
“As a result, Meng Haoran only wrote a ‘Farewell to Wang Wei’, I don’t know how Li Bai felt ……”
Zhu Pingan shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.
Baozi little maid naturally looked at her own aunt again with a look of uncertainty, feeling that her aunt is really erudite.
“Net will be muddy say, which like you say like that. People’s pure friendship, but by you said that bad. Besides, it’s not like Li Bai didn’t write poems with Du Fu, Li Bai wrote two poems for Du Fu, ‘Sending Du Fu under the City of Shachu’ and ‘Sending Du Erfu to the East Shimen of Lu County’, as well as a limerick called ‘Playing Gifts to Du Fu’.”Li Shu’s large, watery eyes, which were so solicitous and provocative, glared hard at Zhu Pingan, pouting.
“Li Bai has a hundred poems for a cup of wine, a poem for a cup of wine, but he only wrote these three for Du Fu, that is, three cups of wine for his feelings, it’s really ……”Zhu Pingan smiled and skimmed his mouth.
“Not with you poor ~~” Li Shu gave Zhu Pingan a big blank stare, the emotion, let Zhu Pingan experience by himself.
