Xueba God-level system

"Memorize ancient poetry? This is quite interesting, I can try it." Li Hu's mouth was super wide, but his eyes were fixed on the computer screen.



Each contestant is asked to correctly write out Li Bai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, known as the "Poetry Fairy", and his "Will Enter the Wine. Don't See You".



"Wow, the king of the game has to go to great pains to write an ancient poem by dictation. What kind of fairy operation is this? Can any game god tell me?"Don't look at who is making such an excessive request now, of course it is the popular "King of Glory".If you really don't want to write, then you don't want to play qualifying.



After much contemplation, there is always a satisfactory answer.Although Li Hu didn't spend a few more brain cells, he knew that Li Bai's famous "Wine Into the Wine" was not exactly what he hurriedly showed at the competition scene of the poem recitation in the second grade of junior high school that year?



He began to recall the bits and pieces of when he was in junior high school. At that time, the sky was still blue, the grass was also emerald green, and the geese lined up in the shape of a "one" were wandering in the direction of the south in an orderly manner. The small shrimps in groups are still intimately speaking their sweet words in their hearts.Li Hu, on the other hand, stood quietly on the podium, facing the students of all grades below, reciting the "Wine into the Wine" that he copied on the Internet intently.



If the top 35 students in the whole grade hadn't rushed out to participate in the English listening competition organized by the school, Li Hu would have probably won the third prize, which would have been very difficult.



Since it is a text that has been recited before, it should not be a problem to rewrite it again now.



Look, I saw that Li Hu saved the effort of smoking, directly picked up the keyboard, and then slammed it hard.I don't know if the keyboard can resist his percussion, but what I know is that an article "Jiangjinjiu" written by Li Hu turned out.Although the original author is Li Bai, a former poet, but looking at Li Hu's aura, he has the spirit of a general's legacy.



If Li Bai is a poet who writes poetry, then Li Hu is a poet who writes poetry silently.Li Hu, Li Hu, is indeed the descendant of Li Bai!It's just that I don't know if it is really Li Bai's descendant. Fanzheng's surname is Li, as the so-called, not a descendant, but a descendant.



With the memory in his brain, Li Hu started to tap the keyboard for the first time, and his hand never stopped until the end of the last period.



"Ha, it's finally done." Li Hu smiled happily as he looked at the poem he typed with his own hands.



I'll be drinking. Don't see



Don Li Bai



Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky and runs to the sea without returning.Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening turns into snow.Life is full of joy, and don't let the golden bottle face the moon.I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone.Cooking sheep and slaughtering oxen for pleasure requires drinking three hundred cups at a time.Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will drink wine, don't stop drinking.I sing a song with you, please listen to me.The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope I won't wake up from long drunkenness.The sages and sages in ancient times were all lonely, only the drinkers kept their names.In the past, King Chen enjoyed banquets and banquets, fighting wine and bantering for thousands of years.Why does the master say that he has little money, and he has to sell it to the king.Five-flowered horses, thousands of golden furs, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you.