Every holiday, watching documentaries with Mr. Hao is a repertoire. The documentary "Li Bai" shot by CCTV (produced by CCTV, it is indeed different) attempts to explore Li Bai's life and outline for us a clear and complete outline of this artistic giant, and also pursues it with the great poet and the great era. The spiritual character of the Chinese people has been flowing for thousands of years.
"He is a genius poet, an arrogant drunkard, a knight who travels the world with his sword, and a traveler who indulges in the mountains and rivers."
Li Bai is a romantic poet, His poems are full of extreme imagination, and his words are grand and exaggerated. "The water flows down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen from the sky." The quantifiers in Li Bai's poems must be as large as possible, as if only large ones can express his inner feelings. However, when reading, they feel exaggerated, easy to understand, and immersive, which enlarges the visual quadrant. Let’s approach the wider world together.
Li Bai is a drunkard. When wine enters the hot intestine, talent and passion evaporate naturally like the smell of wine. Wine seems to have become an indispensable part of Li Bai's life. Meet friends with wine, and use wine to write poems, "Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will stay drunk and not wake up"; "The emperor can't get on the boat when he calls, claiming that I am a wine fairy"; "Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, look at the shadow "We have become three people"; we also use wine to drown our sorrows, "the five-flowered horses and the golden coats will be exchanged for fine wines, and we will sell the eternal sorrow with you"; "but the master can make the guests drunk, and they don't know where they are in a foreign country"; perhaps Drinking wine can make him temporarily forget the loneliness of traveling abroad and the depression of unsuccessful career and unfulfilled ambitions. However, Li Bai's sorrow is not the sorrow of a small family, not to break a few taels of silver, but to fail to realize his lofty ideals; it is not to end in depression, but to turn his sorrow into poetry, sword energy, wind and rain, and willfulness. Ocean, unrestrained. "If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy. Don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon. I am born with talents that will be useful, and all the gold will come back." "There will be strong winds and waves, and I will hang my cloud sails to help the sea."
Li Bai is a very ideal and ambitious person. If he wants to become a high official in the world, it is best to become a prime minister or an emperor's teacher. "When things are done, just brush off your clothes and go away, hiding your merits and fame." Only when you have achieved success and fame can you go home in style. It was an era when all scholars wanted to become officials and make contributions, and Li Bai was no exception. He also hoped to be known to the world and appreciated by the king with his outstanding literary talent and extraordinary talent, thus fulfilling his great ambition of helping the world.
Unfortunately, as explained by Professor Dai Jianye, although Li Bai has talents and talents that are inferior to ordinary people, it does not mean that he can become a good official. Or to be precise, he is really not an official. Because he does not want to be bound by rules, disdains flattery, and is not ashamed of intrigues; he "laughs to the sky and goes out, how can I be a Penghao man?" Show off your talents and don't know how to temporarily restrain your brilliance. "The roc rises with the wind in one day and soars ninety thousand miles away." Just think about it, how could his personality work in the officialdom? "An Neng is able to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful, which makes me unhappy." In the feudal era, as an official, accompanying the emperor was like accompanying a tiger, and coupled with the strife in the court, how could it be so easy to be happy? I have to say that Li Bai was really naive. It is precisely because of his naivety and straightforwardness that he achieved his great artistic reputation. If he were as sophisticated as ordinary people, then at most there would be one more good official who might be famous in the history books, but there would be one less immortal poet in the ages.
Li Bai was a man of both literary and martial arts. He could ride a horse and travel to the ends of the earth with a sword. He was chivalrous, courageous and heroic. "The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles." "Even if a chivalrous person is killed, he will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world." The chivalrous spirit of eliminating violence and helping others when encountering injustice has always existed in Li Bai's bones.
Li Bai traveled all over China throughout his life, and spent most of his life devoted to the mountains and rivers. "The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, between the vast sea of ??clouds." "The Phoenix swims on the Phoenix Platform, and the empty river on Fengyuntai flows by itself." "The Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward here." Poetry flows freely from the mountains and rivers, endlessly.
Perhaps it is precisely because of Li Bai’s inner love for freedom that he cannot be kidnapped by the times. He has a sense of equality that transcends the hierarchical concepts of the times, so his poems often describe ordinary people with humble status, expressing nostalgia, gratitude, and sympathy. "In Ji Sou's Huangquan, old spring should still be brewing." "The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's sending me love." "When Wu Niu was panting for the moon, why did the tugboat have to suffer." I think Li Bai reached the highest position in his official career. His political philosophy should be like thunder on the ground, but it was born at the wrong time.
Fortunately, Li Bai was not dragged down by the court, otherwise how could we read Li Bai thousands of years later? "In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, only the drinkers left their names."
It is difficult to describe the great image of the Poet in just a few words and clumsy prose. There is a Li Bai living in everyone's heart. I borrow the end of a poem by Li Bai's friend Du Fu: "In the past, there were crazy visitors who called me to banish the immortals. When the pen fell, the wind and rain shocked me, and the poem became the weeping ghosts and gods."