Chapter 39 【Looking for Li Bai】

【Looking for Li Bai】 --Drinking and singing empty days Who is the hero Those haughty boots still fall In Gao Lishi's shameful and angry hands, the person disappeared Take the refugees and wounded soldiers all over the place The rhythm of exchanging huma and Qiang flute Leave it to Du Er to groan carefully Ever since that year, He Zhizhang's eyes have been dazzled If I recognize you as a banished immortal, I will pretend to be even more crazy With a charmed flagon Hide yourself, even the wife can't find you Blaming Chang'an for its small size but the sky in the pot

in all the poems you prophesy There will be a sudden water escape, maybe tomorrow Only a flat boat breaks the waves, its hair flutters in the wind Make enemies like a forest, everyone wants to kill How Can Cirrhosis Kill You? The wine is full of guts, and the seven points become moonlight The remaining three points roared into sword energy When you spit it out, you will be half a prosperous Tang Dynasty From one yuan to Tianbao, from Luoyang to Xianyang The canopy is full of hustle and bustle Not as good as your song a thousand years later Crystal quatrains tap on my forehead echoes from a local bomb

It's enough to be demoted to the world It's too embarrassing to release Yelang's mother again Your native place is still a mystery Longxi or Shandong, Qinglian Township or Suiye City How about going back to which hometown? Wherever you get drunk, you said, it's not a foreign place Disappearance is the only end for a genius Afterwards, where did you escape to? If the wolf can't stop howling, Du Er is trying to persuade you not to stop When I look back, my hair is already gray under the four windows Seven Immortals, Five Friends, can't save you Kuangshan is blocked by fog and there is no way to enter

Still the fire shows its pure greenness, just half a grain of cinnabar How to chase after the clouds in Ge Hong's sleeves? The shadow of the moon in the bottle, maybe that is your hometown Do you often look up to it all your life? And whether you go out and cry to the west or to the east Chang'an has already fallen The return journey of 240,000 miles There is no need to alarm Dapeng, and there is no need to call cranes Just throw the wine glass in the air It spins into a rattling flying saucer The strange flashes are turning faster and faster take you back to the legend