diskusbooks Chapter 638: A Poem for the Little Immortal
Chapter 638: A Poem for the Little Immortal
Gao Shi and Meng Haoran looked at each other, their eyes filled with envy.
"Brother Taibai is indeed enviable, and it is rare to see another person like Brother Taibai," Gao Shi said with a smile. He still envied Li Bai, envied his free and easy attitude, and envied the fact that he had friends all over the world.
But after truly understanding it, it turns out that it is not as free and easy as they imagined.
Everyone has their own difficulties and pains, but these scars must be hidden and not shown to outsiders.
Li Bai, standing in front of the sky curtain, felt very happy when he heard such praise.
"Ahem, now it's Senior Meng Haoran's turn. I'd better continue to talk about your deeds first."
Meng Haoran nodded to the little immortal.
"Later in 737 AD, Zhang Jiuling was demoted to Jingzhou as a chief historian for some reason.
Senior Meng Haoran, you were recruited as a staff member. However, you did not work in this job for long because you got a carbuncle on your back, so you resigned and went home to recuperate.
The following year, your condition worsened, and many of your friends came to visit you after learning about it.
In 740 AD, when Senior Wang Changling was returning north and passed by Xiangyang on the way, he went to visit you, Senior Meng Haoran.
You two hadn't seen each other for many years, but you had a very pleasant conversation. Senior Meng Haoran, you completely ignored your illness and only wanted to enjoy the banquet, eating fish and drinking wine with big mouthfuls. As a result, not long after you saw Senior Wang Changling off, you died of a relapse of the carbuncle due to excessive drinking and failure to control your diet. You were 52 years old.
Senior Meng Haoran, you are doing this, it’s totally wrong. You should avoid certain foods when you are sick, and listen to the doctor. How can you drink alcohol? Senior Wang Changling would feel extremely guilty if he knew,” Li Wu shook his head. The doctor would be furious if he knew, he hated patients who didn’t listen to the doctor the most!
Meng Haoran was embarrassed. How could he not treat his friend at the Yellow Crane Tower, whom he hadn't seen for many years, to a banquet when they met again?
Gao Shi and Lu You also said, "Senior Meng Haoran, this is really wrong. You should take good care of yourself. You can drink this wine at any time, but you can't drink it when you are sick!"
When Meng Haoran heard this, he just smiled awkwardly and said, "Oh, I know, I know. I will never do it again in the future."
"Senior Meng Haoran, this is the medicine I gave you. You will never get back sores again in the future," Li Wu bought a pill for treating back sores from the mall.
After seeing the pill, Meng Haoran took it tremblingly and said, "Thank you, little immortal, thank you, little immortal." He actually didn't think that the little immortal would give him the pill. After all, he felt that he had lived for more than fifty years, which was enough.
Of course he was given the medicine, and he was extremely grateful to the immortal.
"You're welcome, Senior Meng Haoran, please take a seat. I have finished telling you about your deeds. Let us toast to you, Senior Meng Haoran," Li Wu said, raising his glass.
Meng Haoran put the pill into his chest, and several people raised their glasses.
In front of the sky curtain, the ancestors saw the little fairies delivering medicine again. Some ancestors with stubborn diseases were so envious. Why didn’t they go to the sky curtain? They wanted elixirs and wanted to cure their own diseases. These diseases tortured them and made them lose their human form.
Every time the disease breaks out, the pain is unbearable.
Wang Changling was just in a daze, feeling extremely guilty. Without Brother Haoran to entertain him, his condition worsened due to the fish and wine. In the end, Wang Changling's eyes turned red. Didn't he harm Brother Haoran?
When Qin Shi Huang saw the elixir, he just smiled faintly. The immortal had given him elixir twice, each one better than the last. He wanted to show off, but he relied on his strong willpower to stop showing off.
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"To thank you for the medicine, little immortal, I would like to write a poem for you," said Meng Haoran.
"Me, write a poem for me," Li Wu pointed at himself, "Really? Really?"
To be honest, Li Wu was very much looking forward to it, his eyes were full of sparkling stars.
Gao Shi and Lu You looked at each other and wondered why they hadn't thought of this.
No, it wasn’t just the two of them who didn’t expect this, everyone else in front of the sky curtain also didn’t expect this at all.
They all had an annoyed expression. Why didn't they think of writing a poem for the little fairy? It's not too late to do it now, right?
So many literati began to offer poems on the barrage, saying that they were dedicated to the little immortal.
Some people who can't write poetry don't want to say anything anymore. Not all of them can write poetry or lyrics. For those of them who can't write poetry, if they don't do something, don't they feel like they are not fitting in?
However, Li Wu had no time to read the barrage, so he couldn't see other ancestors writing poems or lyrics for him.
Meng Haoran composed poems on the spot. Although Li Wu could not understand them, he still applauded and praised them.
The emotional value is full, unlike their implicit way of praising others, the little fairy is very direct when praising others.
Lu You and Gao Shi also praised Meng Haoran for his good poetry.
"Senior Meng Haoran, your poems are so great, great writer. Thank you for writing a great poem for me. Thank you, thank you," Li Wu expressed his gratitude.
"Little immortal, I also have a poem for you," Lu You said with a smile. Since Senior Meng Haoran had written a poem for the little immortal, he might as well write a poem.
Gao Shi looked at Lu You in disbelief. No, this guy, one person writes poems and the other writes lyrics, then what does he do?
That's too much.
Gao Shi was still thinking about all kinds of things in his mind. Since the two of them were like this, he had to write a poem for the fairy.
Dead brain, think fast!
So Lu You wrote lyrics, Gao Shi also wrote poems, and Li Wu praised them in various ways.
The three of them were unwilling to give in to each other and started competing in poetry on the spot.
President Li was stunned. Don’t you even need to think about this?
He speaks fluently, and his literary talent is amazing.
The ancestors in front of the sky curtain were just watching the fun, and many of them had already started to take notes with pens and paper. Very good, they were all famous poems, so they naturally had to write them down.
"Hahaha," the three of them laughed loudly. Although Li Wu didn't know what they were laughing at, he could only laugh along.
"Have the three seniors finished their competition?" Li Wu asked cautiously, so whose poem is better?
She really couldn't hear this. After listening to the poems of three seniors, she hadn't heard them clearly when another senior's turn came.
To be honest, I didn't remember a single word, which is very embarrassing. I really didn't remember a single word, I'm not lying.
"It's just some random poetry, it's not a competition." If there was a real competition, a whole day wouldn't be enough. They were unwilling to admit defeat to each other, but they also thought the other's poetry was really good.
"Okay then, let's eat, eat," Li Wu really wanted to complain. This is called writing poetry casually. Yes, for the big guys, it is indeed casual enough.
"Little Immortal, you eat too."
Several people started eating again.
The ancestors in front of the sky dome looked at the papers with many poems written on them. It turned out that those who could go up to the sky dome were all powerful figures.
Look at these poems. They can write such good poems without much thinking. If it were them, they would definitely not be able to do so.
No wonder, no wonder, how could a simple person be able to leave his name in history?