"Ye Tian bro, where did you see this song,'Into the Wine?' Why haven't I heard of it before?"
His younger sister asked in confusion.
Although she spent most of the year working, her sister was at the age where she was going to take the college entrance examination this year, so she had a very heavy task of studying.
Therefore, even though her sister was already very tired from work, she still insisted on getting up every morning to study so that she could get a good result in the college entrance examination.
The cultural score required to enter an art school was much lower than that of an ordinary university, but there was still a standard. If they could not even reach the passing line, wouldn't it be embarrassing?
Besides, culture was a person's foundation. How much potential could an artiste who knew nothing have?
His sister was not a short-sighted person. She had a long-term vision!
In the future, not only did she want to create a career in the country, but she also wanted to take her own steps internationally and forge her own path!
All of this was not something that could be done easily. She needed to work harder!
As a child star, her younger sister had a much higher starting point than the average person. However, it was rare for her to maintain a calm attitude. She did not become arrogant and arrogant because of her reputation.
Her sister had already flipped through this collection of ancient poems many times, and she had read the textbooks for her three years of high school countless times, but she had never heard of Ye Tian's " The Wine ".
Thus, his sister was confused and curious. Where did Ye Tian-ge hear this powerful and majestic ancient poem?
"That is an extremely old book. The words on it are still ancient Chinese characters. Ordinary people might not be able to recognize them.”
Ye Tian said. He couldn't say that he had seen it in another world, where everyone could shout," Didn't you see the Yellow River rise from the sky and rush into the sea?" Haven't you seen the bright mirror in the high hall sad white hair, like black hair in the morning and snow in the evening?”
His younger sister didn't find it strange, only looking at Ye Tian with admiration.""Brother Xiaotian, you're amazing. You even know ancient Chinese characters.”
"Don't worship me, I'm just a legend.”Ye Tian said," Sister, let me teach you how to recite this poem. Compared to this poem, the ones in your hands are really just ordinary."”
"Alright, alright." The younger sister's eyes sparkled.
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In the live broadcast room, there were some older people. They slept for a short time and could not fall asleep, so they woke up early.
The life that I yearned for was a pure rural style, so men and women, old and young, loved to watch it. The fans covered all ages.
At this moment, in a big city in the north, in a high-end residential area in the center of the city, a white-haired old man had just finished a set of Tai Chi and was about to take a rest in the pavilion beside him.
When the neighbors passing by saw this old man, they would respectfully call him "Elder Su".
Elder Su was an old professor at a top national university. However, he had retired this year and moved to his son's house.
Elder Su's research topic was the language and culture in history, which was literature and art. In the country, Elder Su's reputation was shocking. It could be said that he was the number one person in the country's ancient literature and art research!
Over the years, Elder Su had begun to study the ancient poems of the Tang and Song Dynasties. He gradually discovered that there were some beautiful poems that should have existed in the long river of history, but very few were passed down.
He even went to the historians to borrow some key information, but he could only find some scattered information through a few words. He could not even find a complete name.
After practicing Tai Chi today, Elder Su felt refreshed, so he opened the live broadcast room that he often watched and yearned for. He looked at the scenery and the laughter there.
As for what happened last night, Elder Su had also heard a little about it. However, he did not pay attention to entertainment news at all, nor was he interested.
The reason he watched the live broadcast was to seek some peace and quiet in the countryside.
"Eh? The little girl is studying?" Elder Su could not help but smile when he saw his sister memorizing a poem in her textbook. He liked children who worked hard. Knowledge changed fate. This was his life motto.
But immediately after, his mouth opened wider and wider, and his eyes widened. He perfectly expressed one word, dumbfounded.
Because he had heard Ye Tian reciting " The Wine ", this poem was like a torpedo-shell, fiercely bombarding his mind.
It made his mind explode.
"Right, right, that's it!”Elder Su suddenly shouted with joy," I've been searching for ancient poems for most of my life, and this is what it looks like. Only this poem matches my research results!”
When he heard Ye Tian call out the name " Li Bai ", his entire body trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face.
The heavens had eyes!
A long, long time ago, Elder Su had received some fragments of news. It said that in the history of the Tang Dynasty, there was an especially awesome poet, but his poems were all lost. Even his name was unknown.
After much research, Elder Su was finally able to confirm that the person's name was " Bai ", but his surname could not be found.
Was he called Zhang Bai or Sun Bai, Zhou Bai or Wu Bai?
I can't confirm!
But today, Elder Su was trembling, he was surprised, and he laughed maniacally.
His surname was Li, and his name was Li Bai!
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