Clouds, when I look back, follow me closely. Green fog makes people see nothing.
The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are also different.
Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?
Note Taiyi: Printing Zhong Nanshan.
Tiandu: Imperial Capital. This refers to Chang 'an.
Divide: Match the stars in the sky with the states on the earth, which is called "divide".
That Zhong Nanshan towering, close to the heaven and earth. These mountains extend all the way to the sea. Looking back at the mountain, the white clouds rolled into a piece and got into the green fog, but the fog disappeared in front of me. The southern mountains are broad and tall, and the middle peak can be separated from Suzhou. Mountains and valleys are very different, so are rain, sun and heat. I want to find someone to stay and ask the woodcutter loudly across the river.
This poem eulogizes the magnificence of Mount Zhongnan. Generally speaking, Wang Wei's landscape paintings are not very popular. He often depicts delicate and peaceful things in a relatively narrow Kong Wen. Such a magnificent work is rare in his collection. The first two sentences of the poem are about the grandeur and vastness of Mount Zhongnan: the main peak is Taiyi, which is close to the place where the Emperor of Heaven lives, and its grandeur can be imagined; the mountains extend to the seaside, and its vastness can be known. These two sentences are extremely exaggerated, which shows the majestic momentum of Zhong Nanshan. The second couplet of poetry inherits the first couplet: white clouds look at one, mountains are high; Qingyun approached, but could not see, but saw the mountains. The third part highlights the key points and describes the vastness of the mountain: with the middle peak of Mount Zhongnan as the symbol, things belong to two different stars; At the same time, the rain or shine in each valley is different. This couplet highlights Zhong Nanshan's broadness from the aspect of writing other things. The vast Zhong Nanshan Mountain is sparsely populated. If you want to find someone to live in, you have to ask the woodcutter across the mountain stream.
The whole poem starts from the main peak, spreads from point to surface, and the cymbals are layered. Both the front and the side are written, vividly writing the majestic Mount Zhongnan. Like a splash-ink landscape painting, it is not limited to details, full of paper and clouds, and magnificent.