Swordsmanship is not the enemy of thousands of people, but the technique of self-defense is famous all over the world, and few people can match it.

These are all plays and are insignificant, so I saw through the world like Liang Hong and left Chang'an, Xijing, singing the Five Elegies.

However, when I was about to leave, I shed tears of passion, wetting the red tassels on my hat.]

but.

This poem is not just the above poems.

"After the distant scriptures, the Heavenly Greeds and Yelang recalls old travel books and gives gifts to the Liangzai of Wei, Jiangxia" can be said to be that this is Li Bai's longest poem.

at the same time.

It is also a poem that directly describes Li Bai's life.

After Li Bai introduced himself to leave Chang'an, he began to talk about the Anshi Rebellion again.

Moreover, Li Bai also defended himself in this regard.

In the poem, Li Bai explained that King Yong was not a rebel, that he just accepted the will of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang.

But he didn't expect what was going on.

Originally they were going to fight against the rebels, but in the end they themselves became rebels.

Chen Fan did not read this poem excitedly.

It should be said.

Although this poem is written in the first place with a fairy spirit, the whole poem contains endless sadness.

This should be the most tragic poem by Li Bai.

at the same time.

Combined with Li Bai's experience, it is indeed sad enough.

Think about the playmates we played together back then.

Although Du Fu did not do well later, he was still a good citizen.

But he is fine.

In the end, he became a rebel.

As for Gao Shi.

That's even less.

Gao Shi finally won the title of official position and became the Marquis.

What does Li Bai have?

In the end, he was still a mountain man and even became a traitor.

"Famous fame and power are so tempting that Li Bai, who is extremely talented, has also fallen into this."

"Yes, he is an immortal, but he has suffered these hardships."

"I guess after this, Li Bai may no longer think about this."

This is actually the second time Li Bai was hit.

Compared to the first time.

Although the first time was a blow, it was pretty good.

At least Emperor Xuanzong of Tang gave Li Bai a full amount of gold and released it, so it is worth bragging about taking it out.

But for the second time, he not only became a rebel, but also was arrested...that was a real blow.

...

"Everyone will definitely think that after this, Li Bai will definitely become stable."

Maybe I know what everyone thinks.

After introducing "After the Disaster, the Heavenly Loves Yelang's Recalling Old Travels and Books to Jiangxia Wei's Prefect Liangzai", Chen Fan smiled and said, "If Li Bai becomes so easy to become stable, then he is not Li Bai. Even if he suffers a big blow, he will still be arrogant and will never bow to reality. In the second year after Li Bai's great success, Li Bai visited Lushan again and wrote "The Lushan Ballad Sent to Lushi Yuxu Zhou".

Rumors are a kind of song that is not in harmony.

Lu Shi Yu Xu Zhou refers to Lu Xu Zhou, who was once the Censor of the Central Secretariat and traveled to Mount Lu with Li Bai at that time.

This poem was given to him.

[I am a madman in Chu, and Feng Ge laughs at Confucius.

Holding a green jade stick in hand, he bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower.

The five mountains are looking for immortals and never far away, and they are happy to travel to famous mountains all their lives.

Lushan Mountain is beautiful and the southern dou is surrounded by the screen, and the screen is filled with nine pieces of clouds.

The shadow falls in the bright lake, the green light is bright, the golden palace is open in front of the two peaks, and the Milky Way is hanging upside down...]

After reading this, Chen Fan smiled slightly.

Yes.

Li Bai is this Li Bai.

Others were hit, either recognize the reality or become decadent.

But Li Bai.

Even if he was hit, he still had the madness that others didn't have.

But if this crazy person was someone else, he might have started to scold him.

But it is on Li Bai.

Then this crazy is just madness, it is so mad that it makes people happy and ecstatic that it makes people look forward to it.

"Hahaha, this is Li Bai."

"That's right, I thought the banished immortal was defeated in the mortal world and became a mortal."

"Immortals are immortals, how could he be the same as us mortals?"

"No matter how Li Bai's life experience is, I admire his state of mind."

"Nothing for anything else, just for this sentence, I am a madman in Chu..."

How many times in life are crazy?

But there are not many truly crazy people in this world.

But Li Bai is still so crazy from birth to old age.

It's just a pity.

This poem is a work by Li Bai in his later years.

After returning from Yelang, Li Bai still traveled around the world as before.

In 761, Li Bai was 60 years old and became a little embarrassed in his life, so he defected to Li Yangbing, the clan uncle who was the county magistrate of Dangtu.

The following year, in 762, Li Bai fell seriously ill.

On the sickbed, Li Bai handed over his manuscript "Collection of the Cottage" to Li Yangbing.

At the same time, Li Bai knew that his life was about to end, and at the time of his death, he wrote a song "Song of the Death".

[The great roc flies and shakes the eight descendants, and the middle sky is destroyed and its strength is not enough.

The remaining wind is thriving for generations, and I travel to Fusang and hang stone sleeves.

Later generations learned this, but who would cry out when Zhong Ni died?

Do you still remember?

Li Bai, who was almost 20 years old at that time, wrote when he visited Li Yong: The big roc rose with the wind in one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles.

But.

Knowing that life and death are coming, Li Bai could only say helplessly: "The sky is destroyed and its strength is not enough."

Although Li Bai still wanted to learn from Dapeng, he soared to 90,000 miles.

But I broke my wings halfway through and I lost my strength.

But even so.

Li Bai still wrote: "The remaining wind is thriving for generations, and I travel to Fusang and hang stone sleeves."

So what about this?

Even if I had no strength to fly into the air, I still flew into the air.

Even if my spirit is spread, it can inspire all ages.

It's just a pity.

Now I may be dying, but not many people cry for me.
To be continued...