svetikya Chapter 399
Chapter 399
Xiao Xian didn't dare to look back and watch again, life has a confidant, this is the happiest thing in the world.
Even though Li Bai has a thousand talents and abilities, how many people can understand him?
Xiao Xian thought that he was one of them, and just now Li Bai approached the window and turned his back to him, and the meaning was already obvious.
He's getting himself away.
Because he knew that he had to leave this era.
However, after friends get along for a long time, especially those who understand each other and can understand their minds, they will have a kind of dependence psychology.
This is a special feeling after the soul relationship between each other, and it is a manifestation of deep friendship.
Li Bai, does he need this?
Of course he does,
but Xiao Xian can't be his best friend.
Because Xiao Xian is always the one who wants to leave.
Of course, Xiao Xian also knew this, but the song "Gift to My Brother" was something he didn't expect.
in the live broadcast room.
The picture of Li Bai leaning on the floor listening to the wind and rain was frozen in the void and became a beautiful frame.
Then freeze on the wall floating in the void.
Xiao Xian's figure gradually appeared in everyone's field of vision.
He said: "Li Bai's life is wild and uninhibited, and it is not difficult for us to see a heroic atmosphere from his poems.
We can also see his inner self-evaluation and tenacious resistance to injustice in his "one day rising with the wind and soaring up to 90,000 miles".
Isn't he under pressure?"
Xiao Xian shook his head with a smile and said, "I believe that his pressure is greater than anyone else's.
You must know that the life of a generation of poet immortal Li Bai is full of ups and downs, free and easy.
's life, his life is destined not to be smooth sailing, and the oppression of the times he faces is also unimaginable to us.
But we can still read from his psalms, the heroic righteousness in the chest, the spirit of not admitting defeat.
Thinking back on our lives, if we can face all kinds of tribulations in life with such a free and easy heart, can the road ahead be open?"
Xiao Xian slowly walked forward, the space behind him gradually becoming distorted and blurred.
In the blur, two golden doors closed again, resealing the era.
"Gentlemen, I know what you want to say in your heart, the pressure from the society has made you busy, and this attitude is no longer free, because you no longer have time to think about that.
However, life is full of opportunities, everywhere is practice, pain is also like this, happiness is also like this, and casualness is also like this.
It's better to face the next life with a positive heart, maybe when your energy is strong enough, the difficulties in front of you will naturally be solved!!!
"That's all for this issue's briefing, I'm Xiao Xian, we'll see you next time!"
Barrage.
", I just checked it on the top of the Internet, Li Bai has never written any ancient poems at all, called "Gift to My Brother"!" "
I also went to check it just now, and I didn't have this story after looking for a long time, so I boldly guessed, could this be the poem made in the script?"
", no!"
This gesture is too rhyming, it doesn't look like it was made on the spot at all, it is full of strong Li Baifeng, how can it be written now? It should not have been included in the three hundred poems of the Tang Dynasty, right?"
"The bamboo forest is a secluded peer, and you can see the eyes of a thousand-year-old person.
"The true meaning can be heard by a few people, but no one can see it by a few sentient beings.
"I want to ride the wind and years, and one day ride thousands of miles."
"The sky is also leisurely and wide, and there will be no one in the world again." The
poem "Gift to My
Brother" should be written about Li Bai's state of mind at this time, and he is reluctant to give up Brother Xian, that is because Brother Xian is a person in the future, so the two of them can only be friends for a while, but they can't be friends for a lifetime, I feel that Li Bai wrote it more like a pity
!" "The truth, brother!".