The rap world wants to ask if there is a Freestly, and the poetry world wants to ask if there can be a group of prostitutes.
Whether romantic Du Mu and Bai Juyi or simple Du Fu and Lu Zhaoxi, every poet in the Tang Dynasty has several love stories worth pondering in his life.
Bai Juyi remembers that there are more prostitutes than people.
"Cherry Su Fan mouth, waist. 」
Du Mu's pursuit of spring wins him a friend.
"The spring breeze is ten miles away from Yangzhou Road, so it's best to draw a bead curtain. 」
Although Du Fu was loyal to his old wife, he was also in the mountains.
"Who is more lovely than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley. 」
Although he did a good job in public opinion, everyone knows that he had a good time in Sichuan.
It seems that every poet in the Tang Dynasty has his own hormonal aura, which attracts a bunch of crazy female fans everywhere and is willing to be a supporting role in their lives.
I can't help wondering: Could it be that the poets in the Tang Dynasty had a skill that just met the needs of these women?
In other words, only these poets in the Tang Dynasty can make them live a wonderful and beautiful life!
The first thing people should think of is money.
But are these poets really rich? The first appearance was Du Fu, who was too poor to cover a quilt.
Although Du Fu was a bit old-fashioned, his family began to lead a miserable life under the auspices of others since the An Shi Rebellion. He said: "Idiots don't know the ceremony of father and son, and they are angry and beg for food and cry at the East Gate." What do you mean? In other words, his son was so hungry that he forgot the father-son ceremony. It's no use sitting on the threshold crying. I want to eat anyway.
Even Du Fu, who is so poor, still has women who are desperate to pounce on him. For example, he wrote, "The green moth's teeth are in the building, and the flute is sad." If you insist that it's just that others are hosting official banquets to join in the fun, there will still be "rain touches the table and wind blows the bow." The wetter the red skirt, the sadder Yanji Cui Dai is. The cable invaded the dike willow system, and the curtain floated like waves. Go back to Xiaosa and Pitang in May and Autumn. 」
I got all wet on purpose. It seems that women are really not for money.
So is it because of power?
I don't think so either. This time, the charming poet Li Bai appeared.
Li Bai, a degenerate, was blocked by his arrogant personality and career. Apart from being an academician for a few days, he has never been a big official, but the number of women around him has never decreased. For example, he "puts a thousand welcomes in a wine bottle, and brings prostitutes everywhere", "Peach blossoms make water colors and sway spring scenery", and there is even a threesome drama of "bringing prostitutes to Dongshan, and spring scenery is halfway". Looking at peaches and plums from a distance, it opens in the mirror. 」
Mosaic to this point, it seems that women are not for power.
Not for money, not for power, but for face value?
Not exactly. At this time, the ugly Luo Yin appeared. How ugly is Luo Yin? The woman who is going to marry him was scared to kill herself when she saw him.
Seeing this, you may want to raise your hand and say: Look, these women really value faces.
No, even such an ugly Luo Yin is loved. When he was young, he made friends with a girl named Yunying. 12 years later, Luo Yin failed in the college entrance examination and saw Yunying again. Yunying said: Why are you still the original formula or the original taste? Luo Yin replied, "I'm not famous, I'm not married, and I may not be as good as others." Wow, what a subtle love story.
What? Don't understand? To explain, the woman said, you have been walking for half your life and only came back as a teenager. The man said: I didn't marry you. Maybe only we can understand each other.
I have waited for half my life without getting married, and I love so deeply, as if women are not for the sake of beauty.
Then why were women so obsessed with the profession of poets in the Tang Dynasty?
I thought for a long time and finally came up with a reasonable explanation.
Fat was beautiful in the Tang Dynasty, but it was not so easy to get fat in the Tang Dynasty when high-fat food was relatively scarce. Fat was a luxury for women in the Tang Dynasty, and there was only one occupation that could make them instantly fat and beautiful-
That's a poet.
Why? Because they have mastered a PS skill.
Old wet, I want to look slim:
"Cherry Su Fan mouth, willow leaves small waist"
Old wet, I want to look literary:
"Who is more lovely than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley ";
Old wet, I want to look versatile:
"Green moth tooth in the floor, xiao xiao sad? The fish blows the fine waves and shakes the song fan, and the swallow of flowers dances. "
Lao Shi, can you make me sexy?
"Peach blossoms are water colors, and waves shake spring colors."
"The wetter the red skirt, the sadder Yan Ji Cui Dai is."
Think about it, in the era when plastic surgery technology is still in the fantasy stage, the ability to be as long as you want and as thick as you want is comparable to rebirth for women.
In this way, it is reasonable for women in the Tang Dynasty to regard poets as gods and make efforts to contribute. No problem.
So, what does this fact tell us?
It is always right to learn more skills!
Besides, women are really horrible creatures.
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