A short story about Li Bai, a poet in Tang Dynasty.

First of all, the immortal descended to earth.

According to legend, Li Bai's mother dreamed that Taibai Venus fell into her arms and was born, so she was named Li Bai, with the word Taibai. When he grew up, Li Bai was a little "immortal". He roamed the world, learned Tao and sword, drank good wine in Ren Xia and laughed at the prince. In his poems, the imagination is "holding the moon in the sky", and the momentum is like "how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky", which is unparalleled.

Second, Li Bai went to the restaurant.

Li Bai's wine is not very good, or too bad. If he is drunk, even the emperor dares to provoke him. The unit of measurement of wine in the Tang Dynasty is a small barrel, with a barrel of about 2000 ml. So much for Li Bai's capacity for liquor. After half a minute, he began to talk nonsense. So how much is this barrel of wine worth? In Li Bai's own poem, he said, "The golden bottle of wine will fight for ten thousand years." One fight is ten penetration, which is really expensive.

In the twenty-eighth year of Kaiyuan, a catty of rice in Beijing was only over 200 words. In the second year of Tianbao, a Turk horse 9550 was on the market. Only people like Li Bai can afford it. A barrel of wine can get 100 poems, and almost all the wine money can be folded when the poems are converted into manuscript fees. However, with Chang 'an's wealth and abundant commodities, I believe that the price of this restaurant under Li Bai is not much cheaper even if a barrel of wine is less than 1000.

Third, dream pen gives birth to flowers

According to Tianbao's last words, when Li Bai was young, he dreamed that there were flowers on the tip of his pen, and later he was brilliant and famous all over the world. It is also recorded that Li Bai is addicted to alcohol, but there is nothing wrong with the article written by Shen Han; Talking with people is mostly due to what Li Bai said, so people call it drunken saint.

Fourth, grind the iron pestle into a needle

Legend has it that Li Bai did not study hard when he was a child and dropped out of school. One day, on the road, I saw an old woman grinding an iron bar and said that she would grind it into a needle. Li Bai was moved. He studied hard and finally made great achievements. This is the story of "the iron pestle is ground into a needle".

Verb (abbreviation of verb) The story of the till, raise my cup, I ask the bright moon, bring my shadow to me, and make the three of us.

Li Bai drinks the famous sentences in the bright moon alone. Describe the scene where the poet drinks with the shadow of "I am not myself" and the moon on a moonlit night, and drinks by himself, without any relatives or friends around him. Raise a glass to the sky, invite the bright moon, reflect on me, and you will become three people. The moon can't appreciate the joy of drinking, and the shadow can only follow me silently.