The day I dressed up as Li Bai's scholar boy, he was drinking the water for washing his feet and drinking wine.
"Sir, this is foot-washing water..."
"Don't panic, this is jade liquid and fine wine!" He smacked his mouth, feeling very excited about poetry.
Just as he was about to recite an eternal quatrain, my phone suddenly vibrated: The "Three Hundred Tang Poems" you ordered has arrived.
Later, Wang Lun came to the door with the copyright contract, "Brother Li, you plagiarized the poems of my future descendants."
The Copyright Bureau of Heaven issued an ultimatum: "Li Bai's gang is suspected of large-scale plagiarism across time and space.
I hugged Li Bai's thigh and cried: "Sir, run quickly, the man checking the water meter is here."
He drunkenly wrote: "Why are you running? Wait until I write a song called "Song of Distance Check Water Meter"..."
