Chapter 17 The Water of the Yellow River
"Little friend, can you give me that bucket? I'll scrub the donkey. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" When Li Bai walked into the backyard, Li Ping was standing in the firewood shed and looking at the small building from afar. Seeing that Li Ping was dressed as a guy in Baiyunlou, Li Bai asked Li Ping.
"But, yes, use that keg over there." When Li Bai led the donkey into the backyard, Li Ping saw it. Some people, no matter where they are, will be the center of attention for all. Under the dim lights, in the drizzle, Li Bai, who was dressed in white with a long sword, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and leading a donkey into the backyard, immediately turned Li Ping's eyes into a painting. Looking at a handsome young man in front of him, Li Ping was speechless in surprise.
Looking at the young man who picked up the water and clumsily washed the donkey, Li Bai shook his head, and sighed in his heart, people have to die more than people, and he is a person with a normal orientation, and he is admired for him, if it is a girl's family, wouldn't he immediately promise it. However, this handsome guy doesn't seem to be good at doing this job.
"You can't wash the donkey like this, after washing, the donkey will get sick too. There is a restaurant guy in front of you who can get it. However, there have been too many people lately, and you may have to give some money to wash it for you. Li Ping was very surprised that such a magnanimous character had to wash the donkey himself.
"Thank you." Li Bai smiled slightly, "I just didn't have the money to give the restaurant, so I washed it myself." ”
"Uh......" Li Ping looked at the other party, and it was also the first time to see someone who could say so indifferently that he had no money.
"I'll help you wash it." Li Ping looked at the young man in front of him who was full of good feelings. Treat a donkey like this, people should not be bad, how about I help you wash it?
"Okay." Hearing that the young man readily agreed, Li Ping was a little surprised. You're polite, don't you shirk it?
Li Ping led the donkey under the firewood shed, found a brush, and began to wash the donkey to the other side.
"My name is Li Bai."
"My name is Li Ping."
The voices of the two sounded at the same time in the rainy wood shed. "Haha" and then the two of them smiled heartily across the donkey.
"Coincidentally, your surname is also Li-" Li Ping's voice stopped abruptly.
Li bai!
"Are you, Li Bai?"
Li Bai nodded.
"Are you the Li Bai from the sky in the water of the Yellow River?"
Li Bai shook his head.
"Huh" was not the same Li Bai, and Li Pingxuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky...... What a temperament. Good poetry, I haven't heard it before. Li Bai muttered this poem in his mouth, sighing at the spirit of the poet. "The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, the Yellow River, you must go and see it."
Oh no, Li Bai's self-talk reached Li Ping's ears, and he couldn't help but make Li Ping sweat violently, the water of the Yellow River came from the sky, it was written by Li Bai when he was old, where is it written now. "Well, Shixian Li Bai, Li Taibai, Baiyunlou, this ......, isn't it you?" In a hurry, Li Ping couldn't remember which poem was written by Li Bai when he was young. Even if Li Bai wrote it when he was young, Li Ping didn't know whether Li Bai had written it now. There was no way, Li Ping gestured for a long time, and suddenly thought of Baiyun Tower. Pointing to Baiyun Tower, he asked.
"Yes, I am the Li Bai of Baiyun Tower." Li Bai looked at this young man who was suddenly incoherent, and felt a trace of shame in his heart. Originally, he had always accepted the title of poet and immortal calmly. However, the sentence "The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky" by the young man named Li Ping in front of him just now made him embarrassed to call him a poet immortal in front of this young man again. However, he admitted that it was the Li Bai who was drunk in Baiyunlou.
"The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, who wrote this?" Li Bai was still haunted by this sentence, and when he saw that Li Ping had recovered, he asked.
"Oh, that's what another friend of mine said. Sorry, I remember to be confused. Li Pingran said. However, I love your poems. ”
"Thank you. It seems that Xiaoyou is also a master. I don't know which poem has entered your eyes. Li Bai sincerely asked. The young man in front of him had a friend who could write the sentence of the water of the Yellow River, which made Li Bai pay attention to it.
"The most, favorite ......" question was not answered, if there was a sentence, Li Bai had not written it at this time, wouldn't it be a smashing of people's yards.
"Guess which one I will like, in fact, what I want to know most is, which one do you like yourself?"
Li Ping, who has been immersed in the previous life for many years, has no social experience that can be compared to a lonely genius who has just debuted for a few years.
The ball was pushed back.
"I'll just forget it myself. Xiaoyou Zhuyu is in front, I can't mention it, I can't mention it. The sentence you said just now was written by a friend, it seems that Xiaoyou also knows poetry? Li Bai chanted the sentence that the water of the Yellow River came from the sky, and felt more and more that this word was deep in his heart.
"Oh, haha, I don't understand, I don't understand. I used to have a few elders who were proficient in poetry, and I occasionally wrote down a few lines when they wrote. I usually don't pay attention, and some of my memories are incomplete. Your Excellency, just call me Li Ping. Li Ping had to move out of the unwarranted elders to deal with Li Bai's expectant gaze in front of him.
In order to draw in the relationship with this ancient genius, Li Ping took out some poems that were not shocking in later generations and chatted with Li Bai. Li Ping's conversation is extraordinary, and Li Bai is even more happy to associate with him. The atmosphere under the firewood shed was heated by the deliberate conversation between the two.