"Okay! Great!" Li Bai burst into joy, "But Wang Wan, although you agreed to join the Poet's Alliance, the rules of the Poet's Alliance must not be broken. We have drunk good wine, how can we not be accompanied by poetry." After that, Li Baiyuan said,
Look ahead and chant loudly:
--"Climbing the New Pinglou" (Li Bai)
I went to the country to ascend the tower, and I returned home feeling sad about the late autumn.
The sky is long and the sun is setting far away, and the water is pure and cold.
Qin clouds rise from the ridge trees, and wild geese fly over the sandbanks.
The sky is tens of thousands of miles away, and the eyes are extremely sad.
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After reciting the poem, Wang Wan read it carefully and exclaimed, "Good!" Then he also chanted:
--"The banquet given by Lizheng Palace to Tongle Tianqian in the Yan Nian year should be made in four rhymes" (Wangwan)
The golden palace accompanies the virtuous, but the shame suddenly falls to the sky.
In Dingluo Xianye, the wine cup is worshiped in front of Suo Wei.
The courtyard is adjacent to Qingxiao Road, and smoking is prohibited in the kitchen and purple.
How can we answer a prosperous year when we are drunk and dancing in the air?
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"What a poem, what a poem!" Wang Wan had just finished reading the poem when suddenly a burst of cheers came from the poem.
Could it be that another poet from the Tang Dynasty came? Wang Wan and Li Bai were surprised for a moment. At this moment, some people shouted: "The Xinping boy has arrived, the Xinping boy has arrived."
Li Bai was startled, and under the hazy moonlight, he looked in the direction of other people's fingers. Sure enough, he saw a tall man in black robe standing at the top of the tower. As for how and when he went up, no one knew.
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This man in black robe is a young man from Xinping. Li Bai observed this man carefully, trying to see whether he was a demon, but the moonlight was hazy and he couldn't see clearly. The two of them were far apart, so it was possible to use spiritual energy to sense the demonic aura.
Difficulty.
At this time, the young man from Xinping stood on the spire like a ghost, overlooking the crowd. He said quietly: "Someone just recited a good poem, which aroused my interest. Today I will make an exception. Anyone who can recite a good poem will
Damn it, you only need one finger to use my volcanic rocks to sharpen your weapons!"
When everyone heard this, they immediately started talking:
"Usually it only takes one hand to sharpen it, but today it can be sharpened with one finger. It's really a good thing!"
"With five fingers on a hand, wouldn't it be possible to sharpen five magical weapons?"
"Good things are of no use. The key is that I can't write this poem!"
"It may not necessarily turn out to be a good poem! But it's okay to try!"
At this time, the Xinping boy pointed at Wangwan and said, "What's your name?"
Wang Wan wanted to raise his sword and charge forward, but Li Bai held him down and signaled him to hold off for now, so he imitated Li Bai and said, "I am Wang Wan, a poet of the Tang Dynasty."
"Wang Wan, poet of the Tang Dynasty, okay, I like the poem you just wrote. Would you like to use one finger to sharpen the sword in your hand?"
Wang Wan smiled coldly and said: "No need, my sword is enough to kill monsters!"
When the Xinping boy heard this, his tone immediately changed: "Huh! I don't know the current affairs, and it's useless to talk more! Do any of you want to recite a poem to this boy?"
Everyone discussed again, and then a man who originally wanted to exchange hands for the opportunity to sharpen weapons stood up and tried to write a poem. This poem made Li Bai and Wang Wan frown and shake their heads.
But the young man from Xinping admired it very much. He kept nodding and praising, "What a poem! Okay, you can cut off one of your fingers and use it to sharpen your weapons!"
When the man heard this, he was very happy. He didn't expect that he could save one of his hands by composing a random poem, so without saying anything, he raised his knife and was about to cut off one of his fingers.
"Wait a minute!" Li Bai shouted and stepped forward to stop the man.
"What are you doing?" The man looked unhappy.
Li Bai smiled and said: "It's okay, I think your poem is too bad and you have lost the face of the poets of the Tang Dynasty!"
"What? Aren't you here to cause trouble?" The man became angry and raised his knife to strike at Li Bai.
Seeing this, Li Bai secretly used his spiritual energy and quickly took action, tapping his acupuncture points so that he could not move.
When the Xinping boy on the spire saw him, he was a little unhappy and said coldly: "Who are you? How dare you say bad things about my good poems?"
Li Bai smiled slightly and walked forward two steps further: "I am also a poet of the Tang Dynasty. I will tell you my name later. The few lines he just composed cannot be regarded as poetry! I really couldn't bear it after listening to it."
"You mean you can compose poetry better than he does?"
"Of course, any poet of the Tang Dynasty is better than him!"
"Haha, then come up with a song and let me see it."
"Okay, and I will give this poem specifically to you!" Li Bai said and took two more steps forward. At this moment, the spiritual energy in his body began to stir, and he was indeed a demon. Li Bai thought to himself.
"Give it to me? Okay, interesting. If you really compose a good poem, I will lend you the volcanic rock to sharpen it once you break off your finger!"
Li Bai laughed, said "Okay!" and began to sing:
--"To the Young Man in Xinping" (Li Bai)
Gift to Xinping teenagers
Han Xin was in Huaiyin, and the teenagers bullied each other.
If the body is bent without bones, the strong mind has something to rely on.
Once he encountered Long Yanjun, Xiao Zha flourished from then on.
Thousands of gold answers to the floating mother, and we will complain together throughout the ages.
But what am I doing? Sitting there in cold and miserable condition.
The strong wind blows into the short sleeves, and the hands feel like ice.
Old friends are not sympathetic to each other, but new friends are rather jealous.
Destroy the tiger in the threshold, restrain the eagle above the threshold.
When will you be able to rise to the top and fight to the best of your ability?
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After listening to Li Bai's recitation, the young man from Xinping pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Okay! What a poem! What a poem!"
"Good poem? What's so good about it?" Li Bai suddenly asked.
When the onlookers heard this, they asked this question, weren't they looking for trouble for themselves? It seemed that this person was a little abnormal.
"Fortunately...fortunately..." The boy from Xinping didn't know how to answer for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and scolded: "I said good poetry is good poetry, no matter where it is good? Do you want to sharpen your weapons?
?If so, stop talking nonsense, cut off your finger quickly and bring up the weapon."
Li Bai smiled and said: "Don't worry, didn't you say you are interested in composing poems? How about we compose two more poems?"
The Xinping boy frowned. He began to realize that Li Bai was deliberately looking for trouble, so he said sinisterly: "I don't think you are here to sharpen weapons. Who are you?"
"Didn't I just say that you were the poet of the Tang Dynasty? Who are you?"
When the onlookers heard this, they felt that Li Bai was abnormal. This was obviously a boy from Xinping. He had been in Xinping Building for a year. Who in Xinping County didn't know?
At this time, the Xinping boy snorted: "Humph! You don't even know who I am? You're just talking nonsense! Let me tell you, I am a Xinping boy!"
"I said you're not!" Li Bai shook his head and continued: "Do you know what Xinping Boy means? Xinping Boy is the boy of Xinping County and represents the boy of Xinping County. How dare you change such a name casually?
It seems like you, a monster, don’t know enough about the culture of the Tang Dynasty!”
Monster! When everyone heard this, they were all shocked. Young man Xinping was a monster? The people in front couldn't help but take two steps back.
When the Xinping boy heard this, he was shocked, but he quickly calmed down and said viciously: "What did you say? Who is the demon? I am a citizen of the Tang Dynasty, how dare you talk nonsense, look how I picked you with a sword
!" After saying that, he pulled out a long sword from his waist.