First, pick mulberry seeds.
"Who can enjoy the West Lake by picking mulberry seeds?" Song Ouyang Xiu: Who can enjoy the West Lake? The scenery has always been good. The flight cover chased each other. Lust after flowers and get drunk. Who knows that leisure depends on the dry place and the grass is crooked. Water is far away and smoke is light. A small Cangzhou egret flew in.
It is a word written by Ouyang Xiu, a writer in the Northern Song Dynasty, in his later years. The first film of this word describes the beautiful scenery of Yingzhou West Lake all year round, with different scenery in each season and endless tourists. The next picture is about the West Lake at dusk, leaning against the railing and looking out at the western sky. The grass in a single room is magnificent against the sunshine, and the water is far away and the smoke is slight, which makes people daydream.
The whole poem depicts a beautiful, vivid, ethereal and distant landscape painting with alternating dynamic and static brushwork. The scenery contains feelings, the artistic conception is open, bright and smooth, fresh and simple, which shows the author's superb artistic skill.
Second, complaints.
Song Zhongshu: Light clothes are held outside Qingbo Gate. Huayang sent the other party away. The West Lake is also the Spring Festival Evening, and the water trees are chirping. Rest, little curtain. Return late and return early. The bell has passed, the incense has burned, and when the moon arrives at the door.
This is a word written by Zhong, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty. The poem depicts the beautiful scenery near the Qingbo Gate of the West Lake, which contains its own free and easy mind and self-contained behavior. At the top of the poem, I wrote down the unique spring scenery by the lake to show the beauty of moving and winning. The author writes about the beauty of spring scenery in order to make people feel beautiful and beautiful.
The following film points out the quiet scene of temples, as if bringing people into a world beyond the reach of the world of mortals. This poem is far away, leisurely and comfortable, and the two pieces are moving and quiet, which set each other off and become interesting. It is quite wonderful.
Third, the trip to Tasha
Liu song Jiang sun: there is light smoke on the water and light rain on the sand surface. Lotus and grass hang on the Yang Du River. Affectionate migration suddenly turned into sadness. This is just West Lake Road. Notes stained with blood, words engraved with tears. Do you still remember the bitterness of acacia in West Lake? You should only dream again, and you don't know where you went in your dreams.
It is a word written by Liu Jiangsun, a poet in the late Song Dynasty. After the death of Song Dynasty, the title of this little poem is Wandering. The first part is what I saw in wandering, and the second part is what I felt in wandering, expressing my thoughts about my old country in confusion.