I began to take a closer look at this "dead man" who claimed something different.

It's really different.

He had a long beard on both sides, a beard on his chin, and a long face, and an official hat on his head and a tail behind the hat, which looked like an official......

I'm wondering, is it really different......

Then the old man spoke again, and the exit was written:

If the sky does not love wine, the wine star is not in the sky.

If the earth does not love wine, there shall be no fountain of wine on the earth.

Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is worthy of heaven.

I have heard that it is more than a saint, and it is as virtuous as a sage.

Since the sages have already drunk, why bother to ask the gods.

Three cups lead to the avenue, and one bucket is natural.

But if you have fun in wine, don't pass it on to the awake.

I don't understand anything other than a few words for "wine", but I can hear that his words are catchy, and they are just different from mine.

Yunyang went to conquer, and the two sides of the strait were businessmen.

When Wu Niu gasped for the moon, the tugboat was so painful.

The water is turbid and undrinkable, and the pot pulp is half soiled.

When I sang the song of supervision, my heart was like rain.

Ten thousand people chiseled the stone, and there was no way to reach the river.

You look at Shi Mangdang and hide your tears and sorrow for eternity.

I took it, felt a little embarrassed, and said, "If you had spoken like this earlier, then I would have known that you were different from me, so why bother talking to you!" ”

"I wasn't talking to you just now, I was writing poetry." He said.

"You don't have to die, I'm not going to fight with you. I should be the one who died. I said.

"Write poetry! Not death. He emphasized, his tone filled with anger.

I can hear his emphasis.

I heard the difference between "poetry" and "death".

"You're supposed to be an official, right?" I say.

But he said, "I am not an official, but a poet." I am a poet and immortal, and Li Bai is also. ”

I said, "Okay, then I see, you're a poet, I'm a dead man, it's different." ”

"That's right." He turned his anger into a smile and said, "Finally you understand what makes us different." ”

"Then have you seen my daughter-in-law Osmanthus and my child?" I asked again.

He said: "There are so many women and children who go from the sun to the underworld every day that they are crying and crying, and they can't remember who is who. ”

I asked, "Have you seen John the Foreigner?" ”

He said: "In my poems, there are only Chinese names, and I never know foreigners. ”

I asked him again, "What is the profession of a poet?" ”

He said: "Those who specialize in writing poetry, like I just did, are exported into chapters. ”

I asked again, "What kind of official position is that Shixian?" How is it different from a poet? ”

He said: "Shixian has no official position, Shixian evolved from poets. Let's say it's the same, then it's the same, they all write poetry. Let's say it's different, then it's different, poets write poems, and poets and immortals also write poems. Writing poems is less or not very good, that is the poet, writing too much, everyone generally thinks that the writing is good, so they send a title of 'poetry immortal', this is the poetry immortal. ”

"Do you write a lot of poems well?" I asked.

"There's a lot to write, and I'm not sure if it's good or not. But everyone says I'm a poet. I'm also a poet. ”

"Then, does it mean that Shixian is very good!"

"I can't talk about it. We poets only pay attention to the good and the bad. We are all civilized people, and we don't need to say these two words to evaluate the quality of poetry, it's too vulgar! ”

"What you just said, if you write little or average poetry, you are a poet, and if you write a lot and write well, you are a poet. According to this, the poet fairy is better than the poet Niu A! ”

"That's your understanding, maybe right. But we don't say that in circles. ”

I said, "Then let's not discuss it, I'm not in your circle anyway." I ask you, how much money can you make writing poetry? ”

He said: "If you don't make money, you just write and play, sometimes it's to talk about juvenile madness, and sometimes it's to vent the dissatisfaction in your heart." ”

I asked, "Who is higher and who is lower than me when you write poems?" ”

He said: "It's all the same, there is no distinction between high and low, just a difference in the social division of labor."

I don't think he's right. When I was alive, I was a charioteer, and I was dedicated to serving people, so how could there be no distinction between high and low? I am a cart puller, that is, a lowly one, and a person who rides a car, that is, a noble one.

But I didn't oppose him, and I had something to ask of him.

I asked him, "Can you write poetry to vent your dissatisfaction?" ”

Shixian said, "Of course you can. ”

"My daughter-in-law Osmanthus was bullied by Inspector Black Dog, and she was so humiliated that she crashed into a pillar and died. I feel very dissatisfied with this, can you help me write a poem to vent my dissatisfaction? ”

Shixian said, "This can't. ”

I said, "Didn't you just say that writing poetry can vent your dissatisfaction?" Why can't it? ”

Shixian said: "Writing poems to vent great dissatisfaction, and your daughter-in-law's affairs are trivial matters, so you can't write poems to vent." ”

I was puzzled: "My daughter-in-law was bullied by Inspector Black Dog, and everyone died, is this still a trivial matter?" So what's the big deal? ”

He said: "That black dog detective's name is Liu Mazi, right? ”

"How do you know?" I was curious.

"If I don't even know this, then what kind of poet am I!" He said.

"Tell me, then, what's the big deal? What is a big grievance? "I plead.

"You will only understand if you have the mind to take the world as your own responsibility."

"I don't want to have any heart, I just want to beg you to write me a poem to vent my dissatisfaction, and I will pull a foreign car for you for free."

He said, "Pull me a foreign car, then you don't need to, I want to send you to a place to do something serious." ”

I said, "I can't go anywhere because I'm dead." ”

"That's when people say you're dead, but you're not dead, you should throw away all your grievances and go to a better place, you still have a lot to do," he said. ”

"Where should I go?" I'm a little confused.

"It doesn't matter where you go, the important thing is that you have to have the ambition to have the world in mind first."

"How can I have this ambition?"

"Throw away the dissatisfaction in your own heart and listen to the dissatisfaction in the hearts of others, and your ambition will naturally come." He said, pausing, "You have to go to the underworld and have a look, and after visiting the underworld, you will understand." ”

I asked, "How can I visit Hades and afflictions?" ”

He said, "You have to be literate first." Well, I'll teach you these words first, and then you'll know what to do. As he spoke, he wrote a few on my hand and read them to me again, "Thunder fell from the Heavenly Palace, and Liu Hei was killed."

"I remember, thunder fell from the Heavenly Palace and killed Liu Hei." I repeated.

"A child can be taught, and he can be accepted as a disciple." He said, "Go ahead." As for the poems you want to vent your frustrations, I will write them for you, and when the time comes, you can just come here and get them. ”

With that, he vanished......