Emerald green pine and bamboo, spring streams between rocks, red tombs and white clothes, a glass of wine into the arms......

This silver waterfall flowed down from the high cliffs, and some fish jumped up between the silver-ribbon waterfalls, splashing like a drizzle of silky waves, floating between the river rocks.

Chengdu City.

After Li Bai admired the beautiful scenery of this land of abundance, he suddenly felt a little hungry, although he saw the long-awaited beauty in his mind, he still planned to find an inn to live in first, so as to facilitate tomorrow's trip to the mountains and rivers.

Tianfu Tavern.

Li Bai found a place to sit down, put down the long sword, and beckoned to the tavern guy and said, "Little Er, please have a few bowls of good wine and good food."

"Okay, wait a minute." This guy came over and said politely to Li Bai.

"There is labor." Li Bai replied easily.

Ten minutes later.

The tavern guy brought a few plates of good wine and food and placed them on the table, Li Bai picked up the chopsticks on the table, sandwiched a piece of meat, and then opened the Hongling wine jug and silently took a deep sip of wine.

Li Bai couldn't help but sigh at this moment: Chengdu, the land of abundance, really lives up to its reputation, although it is not as prosperous as the capital of Chang'an, but it has unique characteristics, and the mountains and rivers here are rare in the world.

In the distance, the kingfisher hummingbird began to diligently pick the sweet honey, and the delicate stamens contained the charming pollen that absorbed the sun, which was transformed into delicate and refreshing honey under the processing effect of butterflies and bees.

Knowing that it was an accident, do you want to come?

Yangzhou City.

Yangzhou in April is particularly beautiful, the tender green weeping willows make a rustling sound, accompanied by the sound of the lake murmuring, Du Fu walked on the Yangzhou street, took his elderly mother out for a walk, bathed in the warm sunshine.

"Mother, your illness is almost cured, I want to go to Chengdu, the land of abundance, tomorrow to calm down, my impetuous heart." Du Fu couldn't help but sigh.

"Go, the boy is ambitious, I believe in you, one day, you will become a true saint in poetry." The elderly woman replied.

"No, I just want to make the entire Tang Dynasty more prosperous, but I don't know if it is a normal thing to change the dynasty in the turbid current of history." Du Fu knew in his heart that if that day really came and came to that point, it would be nothing more than prosperity, and the people would suffer, and the people would die, and the people would suffer.

"How will I know what kind of scenery there will be in the future? Zimei, fight hard for your ideals. The woman smiled reassuringly, grabbed his hand and said encouragingly.

"Yes, I, Du Fu, am not a vulgar person, one day, I will prove myself to show you, the stone tablet of the Tang Dynasty will be engraved with my name." Du Fu replied confidently.

"My mother also believes that in the future, you may really be a saint in poetry, Zimei, have you found that the poems you write are very similar to history?" Women usually like to supervise Du Fu's homework, so they also like the poems he writes.

"Is there one? I didn't even notice it. Du Fu laughed, slightly embarrassed.

"Yes, I like your sentence very much, there are thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy. Compared with the world, who else can make such heroic verses, there is no one more than you Du Zimei. The woman said cheerfully praising the long-haired man.

"Maybe, but no matter what, in the world, it is not a purgatory." Du Fu fell in love with this long Yangzhou Street and remembered what the young man in white had said to him.

Ideal, isn't it a ridiculous thing?

At that time, the young man in white replied: Although the ideal is a very ridiculous thing, you have to work hard for it, fight for it, and fight for it. Don't let the ideal always be just a dream.

Yes! Aren't we dreaming? Life is like driving a ship, where the ship docks, we stop, and who knows if the next stop is a beautiful scenery.

Du Fu remembered this previous dialogue, and couldn't help but smile, because there was an inexplicable traction in his heart that he felt the direction of the young man in white, and this direction guided him to Chengdu City, the country of abundance.

Because Du Fu believes that there must be traces of him there, because that guy likes to play in the great rivers and mountains, how could he miss such a beautiful scenery?

"Zimei? What are you thinking? The woman looked at Du Fu, who was deep in thought, and couldn't help but ask.

At this question, Du Fu came to his senses and replied: Oh, it's nothing, I just remembered an old man who played with me very well.

"Really? I didn't expect Zimei to make some friends, what kind of friends are they? Can you tell your mother? When the woman heard this, she became even more curious, because those who could be friends with her son were at least those who could compete with him.

He ......... is called Li Bai, is a knight in white, his personality is free and romantic, arrogant and uninhibited, and he is very generous, but his temperament is a little stubborn...... But I love it. Du Fu began to smirk.

Li Bai ...... I think I've heard of it somewhere......" The woman heard the name familiarly, as if she had heard his story from her neighbors before.

"Mother, he is the genius who spit out thousands of poems after getting drunk at the Yueyang Lou wine banquet, and he even asked today's important minister Gao Lishi to take off his boots for him, and Yang Guigui, the favorite concubine of the saint, studied ink for him, such accidents can be said to have spread all over the world." Du Fu replied to her easily, because these were all things he wanted to do but didn't dare to do, but Li Bai did it all one by one.

"In this way, what a genius." After listening to Du Fu's answer, the woman began to think about it, such an extraordinary chivalrous man actually became good friends with his son, and their encounter must be a destined intersection in the galaxy of history.

And this intersection is a great encounter, because they don't know the descendants, they call them Li Du, the two brilliant stars in the sky keep twinkling, and the poetry world is going to rise two big talents, accompanied by the romantic spring breeze and drizzle of Yangzhou City, recorded in the annals of this historical galaxy.

Chang'an City, inside the Scholarly Pavilion.

Yu Cheng began to prepare everything and go to the fishing village in order to pick up his parents to take the Scholar Pavilion to live, and during the period when Yu Cheng was away, Shangguan Wan'er would take care of the Scholar Pavilion.

"Are you leaving so soon?" Shangguan Wan'er looked at the burden behind the scholar in Tsing Yi.

After hearing this, Yu Cheng smiled indifferently and said, "Well, I plan to take my parents over first, and during this time, I will have to work for you." ”

"It's okay, Xu Yue'er's sister and brother are also taken care of by me?" Shangguan Wan'er asked a little overwhelmed.

"No, I'm relieved to have Sister Yao to take care of me." Yu Cheng replied to her easily.

"Well, then go and come back quickly, take care." Shangguan Wan'er instructed.

"I also said on the Holy Side, the army's departure time will be delayed for a few days, take care of yourself at home."

Immediately, Yu Cheng picked up the burden and began to rush in the direction of the outside of the city.

Suddenly, Shangguan Wan'er hugged Yu Cheng, who was about to leave, and said: "It must be ...... To come back.

"Yes."

Then Yu Cheng smiled lightly, Shangguan Wan'er gradually let go of her hand, Yu Cheng saw this, and left in a few light steps.

Fisherman's Village, Log Cabin.

A pair of hard-working parents are chatting about the interesting things of life here, some dried fish soaked in salt water on the railing, and the fishing nets that are a little broken, the man began to do some rough work, chopping wood for heating, while the woman began to weave slowly on the loom with the silk spit by the spring silkworms, to earn living expenses, they planned to go to Chang'an City in a few days to see their naughty and humorous child, in fact, what the village did not know was that there was already a high champion here.

And what the parents didn't know, they thought that the once naughty and humorous child, Yu Cheng, was now already a general and a champion, but he was already a great general, and he was rushing to this village.

The moonlight softly sprinkled on the sea, accompanied by the sound of the bustling waves on the sea, hula hula lapping on the beach, this kind of wind and food camp life also makes this village very happy, the beauty of nature, the harmony of the people, is undoubtedly the greatest respect for this environment.

Everyone in the world knows Li Taibai, and I am a fairy in the poem after drinking. I don't know if my best friend Du Zimei has never lost to me.

Hongling wine is immortal in poetry, and poetry is holy in the grass hall of poetry. The white-clothed swordsman travels, and his long hair is cold and cold.

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