When you come out alone, you have no relatives. Although you don’t lack friends everywhere, the family affection buried in your heart is indeed irreplaceable.

"Oh, why don't you think?" Li Bai sighed.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, I used to spend it with my family. Since I left my hometown two years ago, I have become alone.

Last year's Mid-Autumn Festival was also spent alone.

Local friends also have their own families. It is precisely because of this that they can't get involved in others' homes by themselves, right?

Fortunately, I finally don’t have to be alone this year.

Because this year, Chen Chu is alone like himself, and happens to be like the same spirit.

Countless thoughts flashed in his heart, and at the end, Li Bai sighed.

"I don't know how my family is doing now."

"They must have missed you to the moon," Chen Chu said: "Every festival, I miss my family more. On weekdays, I can't feel anything when opening a store to do business. But every time I come to the festival, I see people on the street traveling together, and fewer and fewer people will be there at night. In the end, I can only drink a drink on my own to the lights of the Wanjia."

"It seems that Zixiu is also a person with a story." Li Bai glanced at Chen Chu sideways.

"Who hasn't ordered a story yet?" Chen Chu gave Li Bai a blank look, "How about we do some poetry today? To put it in the words of our hometown, I have wine, do you have poetry?"

After Chen Chu said that, he looked at Li Bai.

Li Bai also looked at Chen Chu. Suddenly, he felt that Chen Chu's figure seemed to coincide with someone in his memory.

"What's wrong?"

Li Bai shook his head and dispersed the thoughts in his mind.

"Then let's do it first for you brother."

Li Bai stood up, with his hands behind him, walked around the table twice, looked at the food on the table, and then walked to the window to look at the cold light and moonlight outside the window.

Above the moon.

The moonlight, which is usually extremely gentle on weekdays, feels very cold at this moment.

When you are in different situations, your mentality will naturally be different.

Perhaps this moonlight seems to be a symbol of reunion to those who are reunited by the family; it symbolizes moon cakes to the foodies; it may be like two oos in the eyes of veteran drivers, but at this moment in Li Bai's eyes.

He just felt very cold. It was clearly autumn, and the cold moonlight shone on his body as if it was the frost of the twelfth lunar month.

Even the wine I just drank can't drive away this coldness.

"The moonlight in front of the bed,

It is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Looking up at the bright moon,

I bow my head and think of my hometown.”

Chen Chu was in a mood as he listened to Li Bai's low chant.

He has read this poem countless times before, including two versions of the quiet night thoughts, which Chen Chu has studied.

The quiet night thoughts in the Ming Dynasty version are the version we are learning now.

However, in the Song Dynasty version, the bright moonlight in the first sentence becomes looking at the moonlight, and the third sentence looks at the bright moonlight and the mountain moonlight.

In fact, both versions are very exquisite. The Ming Dynasty version of Jingye thought is more of a verb, changing a verb into a modifier, and changing the close-up into a long-range view, which is more prominent in the poet's mood at this time.

However, the version of the Song Dynasty is more realistic, adding the concept of close-up, and the poems are more colloquial.

If it were Chen Chu's understanding of his mood, he was more inclined to the Song Dynasty version. After all, one was closer to the Tang Dynasty, and the other was more in line with the unruly of young Li Bai.

Because in the early Tang Dynasty, the rhythm was not as perfect as the latter, and sometimes when I read it, I felt that the rhythm of some poems was very loose, so when we read the works of poets at that time, we could always find some ancient shadows.

But no matter which one it is, Chen Chu could feel the deep emotions.

This is probably the powerful words Mr. Lu Xun said at the beginning.

After hearing this, Chen Chu did not applaud, but calmed down in it for a while before looking up: "Brother Taibai's poem is elegant. Although it seems simple, it is actually a natural and ordinary sentence, sophisticated and profound. Although the five words are short, the incomprehensible words that appear like shadows are enough to leave people with a profound charm. Although the love in the traveling world is called, it is wonderful!"

What Chen Chu said is actually not just the understanding in the answer, but also the sincere compliment. It is like watching the gun version of the movie at home on your mobile phone. Even if you watch it once, if you go to the cinema again, it will have a different meaning.

Or you may have heard those songs countless times when you really get to the concert and feel the warm atmosphere, most people will be brought in without realizing it and become part of the fierce waving of the glow stick.

"call--"

Li Bai sighed with a breath. This was the first time he had expressed his deepest feelings in front of outsiders.

"Every time I talk about my hometown, even if I have tens of millions of martial arts in my heart, I can't say it. All I can say is this." Li Bai said, turning his head and looking at Chen Chu, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Okay, it's time for me to show off."

Chen Chu had already thought of the poem in his mind. He could not do the same as Li Bai, and he could only use it to polish it out.

"Brother Taibai, I'm a poem."

"Listen, please."

"I have been looking at the deserted osmanthus rabbits in the world for a long time, and I feel sorry for myself and dream of the cold frost. I saw this round of Yin ochre color at dawn. I was shocked to change, how can I measure the mysterious yellow in the nine provinces?

Don’t tell me that my body is damaged. You should see, is the wealthy and noble virtuous person?

With this old clothes, the sun and the moon were distant, and the milk flowers and rice blossomed in a bright light."

Words from this period are still rarely used, and in today's terms, they are niche.

However, the niche is the niche, after all, it was carefully polished by Chen Ci.

The name of the lyrics "Ding Fengbo"

Moreover, this poem is also an inspirational type, especially from the last two paragraphs.

If I am not successful now, it does not mean I will not succeed in the future. Although my body is broken now, is the peony known as the Rat and the Flower of Rich and the Peony is a virtuous?

Not necessarily, even if the true Xianliang comes from a wild grass on the side of the road, he can still shine with his own brilliance.

After Chen Chu said that, Li Bai's eyes lit up. He could naturally hear that this was the Ding Feng wave, and the rhythm was Pingshui Rhyme·Qiyang.

But the word is indeed well filled in. It not only meets the other party's current state, but also meets your current state of mind. It's better to have a broken body, and it's better to have a small bloom of milk rice.

"Zixiu is indeed a great talent. Although you and I are both strangers from other places today, we will fall into the same place at first sight. How about we become brothers from different surnames?"

"What's wrong?"

Chen Chu happily promised.

However, Li Bai didn't know that although he was one year older than Chen Chu now, if he continued to call him a virtuous brother, he would become the eldest brother of countless people.
Chapter completed!