We have nothing, we still have the moon

Author:Xindi Time:2022.09.11

At the end

Regarding the moon, we often mention Mamm and Li Bai.

Maum is a legendary person. He has been a spy in his life, an actor, a midwife, a ambulance driver, traveled to the world, has been in China, wrote a script, and wrote novels.

Li Bai did not hesitate, and the words associated with him are always with "immortal". The writer Zhang Dachun, who is the writer of "Datang Li Bai", wrote him: "A street performer, a tavern madly, a prodigal son who was only close to the core of power and was still only treated with‘ advocate superior ’.”

What will it look like if two rich and romantic souls have a dialogue? We found some possibilities in the work.

On the other hand, we need the moon, and we need a little idealism and romanticism.

Mam wrote in "The Moon and the Six Pooths": "I am going to walk through the steep cliffs, and the beaches of the reef are rushing to the past."

May we all have the courage to adventure life.

Part of the conversation from the white reorganization:

"The Poems of the Tang Dynasty"

"Moon and Six Pooths"

"Writer's Notes"

"Shake of Humanity"

"Blade"

"Lunch"

Writing: Liang Ke Wang Xueqin

Visual: Kuizi

Editor -in -chief: Liang Ke

Late prayer time:

"I hope I can make you realize how exciting life is, how rich the life experience is. It can be described as unlimited. It can be said that there is only one case that can be compared, that is, your self -driving plane soars in the aircraft. At high altitude, there is only one kind of infinite surrounding you, which makes you intoxicated in the boundless universe. "

——Maum "Blade"

May you be chasing the six pence,

See the moon forever.

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