See Tangjia Island on a snowy night.
Leaning on a stick, looking at the sunny snow, the clouds are heavy. The firewood man returned to the White House, and it was freezing cold.
Wildfire burns grass, and broken smoke gives birth to lycopodium. But I went back to Shanxi Road and heard the bell at dusk.
This poem depicts a cold picture of an empty mountain and a sunset. The poem is outlined with a light pen, and the image is obscure and empty.
"Looking at the clear snow with a stick, Wan Liyun is heavy", and the word "looking" is pointed out when I write. At dusk, the sun was shining in the snow, and the poet took the opportunity to travel and looked at the distance with crutches. Distant mountains and close to water are even more beautiful. As far as the eye can see, under the setting sun, fish-scale clouds rise above the stream, which is unreal and almost "heavy"
"The firewood people return to the White House, and the dangerous peak falls in the cold", and the words "return" and "down" outline the vitality and dynamics in the mountains. The snow closed the mountain, and the firewood collector slowly descended the mountain and returned to the snow-covered hut. Behind the White House is a cold, sparkling sunset. The mountain peak looks more spectacular in the evening light. When the firewood man first returned to the White House, he wanted to go to the dangerous peak in the cold weather. There is a coldness in the description of dynamic and static light and color. Then the poet's eyes moved to another angle.
"Wildfire burns grass, and smoke breaks loose", "wild fire" and "smoke breaks" are long-term descriptions, one bright and one dark, which change with time. "However, when I returned to Shanxi Road, I heard the bell ringing at dusk." In this environment full of Shan Ye's interest, the poet clearly heard the bell ringing in the mountain temple on his way home, adding a strong poetic flavor.
See Wang Liqian off between snow and shine.
There are many peaks in a small room, one is clear and the other is snowy. Half the city is loose, and the plain color is tens of millions.
It is impossible to cross the scenery, and white clouds are hard to tolerate. Pedestrians play with me in seclusion, and the north wind cuts and blows cold clothes.
When bidding farewell to the Malaysian pontoon bridge, look up and try Nanshan Ridge.
This five-character poem is about the scenery of Chu Qing after the snow on the rocky mountain. It was written by the poet when he sent his friend Wang Ning on a long trip. This farewell poem can be divided into two parts. After writing the first six sentences about snow, Shaoshi Mountain in Chuqing is beautiful and enchanting. The last four sentences are written to bid farewell to Wang Ning, with infinite affection. The poet writes that the snow scene in the hut is fresh and unique, focusing on the clear snow scene on the mountain peak, giving people beautiful enjoyment.