One day, I accidentally discovered an old poetry collection in Grandpa Li's study, which contained Li Bai's "Early Departure from Baidi City." Grandpa Li said to me, "Xiao Bai, this poem was written by Li Bai during the Tang Dynasty. It describes the magnificent scenery he saw when leaving Baidi City in the morning."
Curious, I asked, "Grandpa Li, can you tell me more about this poem?" Grandpa Li smiled and nodded, beginning to explain, "This poem depicts the poet's feelings and the scenery as he departs in the morning. The first line, 'Morning farewell at Baidi amidst colorful clouds,' describes the scene at dawn when the sun has just risen, and Baidi City appears faintly in the morning light, as if surrounded by colorful clouds."
I was deeply captivated by the imagery in the poem, feeling as if I could see that very landscape. "Grandpa Li, what comes next?"
"Next is 'A thousand miles to Jiangling in a single day.' This line means that although the journey is long, as long as we bravely move forward, we will eventually reach our destination."
"Wow, Li Bai is amazing!" I exclaimed.
"Yes, Xiao Bai. The road may be difficult, but as long as we face it with courage, we will find our way home," Grandpa Li's words left a deep impression on my heart.
From that moment on, I vowed to personally experience the essence of this poem. One morning, I set off on an adventure to Baidi City. As I traveled along the winding mountain roads, the scenery before me gradually aligned with the descriptions in the poem. The dawn glow painted the sky red, and a gentle breeze brushed against my cheeks; I felt as if I could see Li Bai's figure from back then.
"Morning farewell at Baidi amidst colorful clouds."
I truly saw Baidi City appearing faintly in the morning light, as if surrounded by colorful clouds. Excitedly reciting the lines of the poem, I felt a connection with ancient poets.
"A thousand miles to Jiangling in a single day."
I looked ahead; a long journey lay before me, but I was undaunted and walked forward with determination.
"The sounds of monkeys on both sides of the strait continue to echo."
From the woods along the mountain path came bursts of monkey calls, crisp and melodious, as if celebrating my journey.
"The light boat has already passed through countless mountains."
I gazed into the distance, where a clear stream rushed between the towering peaks, resembling a giant dragon winding through the mountains.
The excitement in my heart was beyond words; I finally understood the essence of Li Bai's poetry.
"Road to Difficulty," but as long as we face it bravely, we will eventually find our way home.
Baidi City, with its high mountains and long waters, presents an exceptionally rugged climbing path.
I walked along the mountain trail, sometimes stumbling, startling birds that flew away with flapping wings into the distance.
Amidst the swirling clouds and mist in the mountains, I seemed to see Li Bai's figure.
He sang loudly, "In life, one must enjoy to the fullest; do not let the golden cup face the moon empty," he drank heartily, "Raising my cup to invite the bright moon, together with my shadow we become three," he laughed freely, "Laughing towards the sky as I walk out; are we not just common folk?"
Li Bai's poetry is filled with a spirit of transcendence and freedom, and at this moment, I too felt the charm of that spirit.
I recited his verses aloud, as if I had transformed into Li Bai himself, connecting with the ancients.
Finally, I reached the highest point of Baidi City, overlooking the magnificent rivers and mountains below.
This adventure brought me great rewards; not only did I appreciate the beautiful scenery of Baidi City, but I also learned about courage, perseverance, and the beauty of nature.
The essence and spirit of Li Bai's poetry were deeply etched in my heart, making me realize that even on the Road to Difficulty, one must bravely move forward to eventually find a home.
With a heart full of gains and insights, I returned to the village.
My friends gathered around me, curious about my experiences.
"Xiao Bai, did you really go to Baidi City? Was it beautiful?"
"Xiao Bai, can you tell us about your adventure?"
I smiled and nodded, beginning to share my journey with them.
I told them that the mountain path to Baidi City is rugged, but the scenery along the way is beautiful, providing a sense of transcendence from the mundane world. I shared that I stood at the highest point of Baidi City, overlooking the magnificent mountains and rivers below, feeling the essence and spirit of Li Bai's poetry. I mentioned that the road to difficulty exists, but as long as we face it bravely, we will eventually find our way home. My friends were all amazed and expressed their desire to experience that feeling for themselves. I encouraged them, saying, "Go ahead, explore those unknown places; the rewards will be plentiful. It's not just about beautiful scenery, but also about spiritual insights and personal growth." This adventure made me deeply realize that poetry is not merely a combination of words; it is a transmission of emotions and meanings. We should not only read and memorize poetry but also appreciate its essence and emotions, integrating them into our lives. My friends were eager to try it out; their eyes sparkled with curiosity and courage, as if they had already embarked on a journey to explore the unknown.
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