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——Write to Li Bai who rides the wind and waves

Poet Li Bai:

Hello there!

You always say that you know yourself, but after the millennium, would you expect someone to read you from your poems?

"Peach Blossom Lake is a thousand feet deep, not as good as Wang Lun." "I sent my heart and the moon, and the wind went to the night." Faced with the difference of confidants, you sadly pulled out these few poems. I saw you sitting in the boat and saying goodbye to your friends. The farther the ship is from the shore, the more suffering you have on your face. Li Bai, I understand your disappointment and understand your loss.

"Pinglin desert smoke is like weaving, and Hanshan is sad and blue." "White hair is three thousand feet, and the edge is like a long one." The night is deep, and a round of bright moon is dotted with the sky, and the chastity can't be added. In the face of the empty forest, I saw you sigh and muttered a few poems. It’s a pity that the old man is not there, and there is no such moonlight in this beautiful moonlight. Can that round of tomorrow is not your portrayal? Li Bai, I understand your loneliness and understand your high.

"Three mountains and half off the green sky, a water divided into Egret." "The two sides of the green hills are opposite, solitary sails come to the sun." You spit out these poems under this picturesque landscape. Look at the heavens and the earth, the lake is long, and you are at the moment, do you want to turn into a white cloud, calm and serene, floating in the sky? Still willing to be a horse, free to ride in the wilderness? Or do a fish, free to swim in the water? Li Bai, I understand your open-mindedness and understand your free and easy.

"The wind and the waves will be there, and the clouds will sail straight to the sea." "Looking at the sky and laughing, my generation is a Basil." Faced with the vulgarity of the world, you heroically shouted these poems. I saw you standing in the foothills, looking into the distance and watching a red sun. The breeze licks your face, picks up your clothes and wind and dances, the blue silk is white snow, and it is messy in the wind. You are so aggressive, and your eyes are shining with golden light. Li Bai, I understand your ambitions and understand your ambitions.

Li Bai, you always say that you know yourself, but after the millennium, I read you from your poems, understand your disappointment, understand your loss, understand your loneliness, understand your high, understand you Open-minded, understand your free and easy; understand your ambitions, understand your ambitions.

Know you and be your confidant.

Sincerely

salute!

People who know you: **

June 30, 2019

The third day: Zhu Nan