The moonlight sprinkled on the bamboo forest was mottled, and there was silence all around. A gust of wind blew, and there was the noise of the girl who came back from washing. The voice is as clear as a jade plate, and the laughter is as bright as a silver bell. It is so carefree.
(Pay attention to several elements: bamboo, the return of Huan women, and noise. On the artistic conception of "painting in poetry" in Wang's poems. )