shock! Ancestor, watch the full-level human sand sculpture video!

Yu Nianzhi shook her head along with the rhythm, "That's not right, she loves money and herself so much, why hasn't she become successful yet?"

Liar!

Row away, row away.

[When Li Bai’s poems meet ‘Shout Mai’, what kind of sparks will be created]

As soon as the title came out, Li Bai, who had just finished writing "Traveling is Difficult" and was still worried, slowly put a question mark on his head "?"

Why did you mention him suddenly?

What's going on?

Du Fu was excited when he saw Li Bai appearing in the light curtain. He was pleased that Li Bai could leave his name in history.

People before the Tang Dynasty said that this poet named Li Bai was very good at writing poems?

Poets who knew Li Bai looked at the light curtain one after another, wanting to see how future generations would evaluate Li Bai.

But...Li Bai's poems meet Xiaomai?

???

Yang Yuhuan said quietly: "The clouds think of the clothes, the flowers think of the face, the spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is thick..."

[A brisk female voice sounded: "A large-scale demonic brainwashing scene. I can't stop following the rhythm."

Several men were shaking their heads, accompanied by rhythmic music. Some men played the pipa on their legs and horizontally in their arms, while others played drums.

Among them, the man in Tsing Yi nodded and shook his body and shouted: "The sun shines on the incense burner and the purple smoke comes out. You can see the waterfall hanging in front of the river in the distance. The water flows down three thousand feet. It is suspected that the Milky Way is falling from the sky~"

A waiter came from behind and shouted: "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed. I suspect it is frost on the ground. When I raise my head, I look at the bright moon. When I lower my head, I miss my hometown~"

The man in white clothes beside him was at a loss as he swayed to the rhythm.

The man in green asked the man in white: "Taibai, do you feel it?"

Taibai swayed: "I didn't, this is so different!"

The man in green waving his arms said: "You pick up the pen, you pick up the pen, you pick up the pen, pick up the pen, pick up the pen!"

Taibai suddenly raised his hand and began to call Mai with a puzzled tone: "I am drawing a journey to the west with my pen? The Qingshan Tower outside the mountains? How many times have I looked back and I can't forget it..."

Taibai suddenly stopped singing at this point, slapped himself in the mouth frantically, and did not forget to roar in despair: "I'm done, what the hell am I writing this, am I not done yet, I'll give you a big mouth, I'm done, ah ah ah !”

Taibai collapsed and knelt on the ground, hiding his face in pain. 】

"Goose goose... Li Bai was so confused after hearing this..." Yu Nian smiled wantonly, how could he still play like this?

Li Bai's poems are going to be ruined.

Everyone knows that the light curtains of later generations are a bit unreliable and a bit unfair, so they are mentally prepared.

After reading it, there were fruits on the tree, and there were a group of poets under the tree: "..."

This, this, this...

If you guessed it right, the man in white was dressed as the famous Li Taibai!

Is this called Mai?

It was indeed shouted.

Li Bai was indeed confused. The poem was his poem, but why did he suddenly not recognize it?

If that's the case...don't bother me, thank you!

Lin Sheng of the Southern Song Dynasty: "The Qingshan Tower outside the mountain?"

When does the West Lake singing and dancing close?

The warm wind made the tourists drunk, making Hangzhou a Bianzhou.

Isn't this his original sentence...

The common people were very happy. It was rhythmic and easy to remember, mainly because Li Bai had some funny ideas.

Some children have already begun to learn and sell now, waving their arms and nodding their heads, and performing to their peers: "It's too dark, can you feel it?"

The dark child covered his head and collapsed: "I don't have one, this is so different!"

Suddenly another child came out and shouted: "Pick up your pen, pick up your pen, pick up your pen, pick up your pen, pick up your pen!"

Then several children burst into laughter.

After listening to the previous poem, poets before the Tang Dynasty couldn't help but admire Li Bai's talent and the poems he wrote were so wonderful.

The rest of this... just laugh it off.

Ancestors: "......"

They just know.

Being so funny can't suppress the edge of poetry.

This Li Bai is indeed a man of great talent.

Li Longji: "..."

Li Bai was talented, but not suitable for court.

It is not a tool for the gallery temple.

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[The fireman's unique siren sounded, and the sound struck people's hearts. [The firefighter used his body to protect the child at the moment of the fall, but he left. ][Salute to the heroes]

A man wearing special clothes lay lifeless in the ruins, holding a little girl tightly in his arms.

The scene turned, and there were several men lighting up the dark space for search and rescue. The men carried the little girl they found on their backs and ran out quickly.

"A trapped person is found, evacuate, evacuate."

At this moment, the foot suddenly collapsed, and the man and the little girl fell into the darkness together.

Suddenly, the man grabbed a piece of steel and hung it above the huge mouth of the abyss. 】