Seeing the snow scene from the pavilion in the middle of the lake
Author: Zhang Dai (Ming Dynasty)
In December in Chongzhen, I lived by the West Lake. It snowed for many days, and the noise of pedestrians and birds in the lake disappeared.
It was even more settled, so I took a boat, held my clothes on fire, and went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to see the snow alone.
Ice flowers are all over the sky, the sky is bright and watery, and the sky is pure white. The shadow on the lake,
There is only one sign on the long beach, a small pavilion in the middle of the lake, a mustard and Yu Zhou, and two or three people on board. When we arrived at the pavilion, there were two people sitting opposite.
A boy's shochu stove is boiling. Seeing this, he was overjoyed and said, "Where did this man come from in the lake?
"Drink more. I tried to drink three glasses of wine and then said goodbye to them. Ask him his last name, he is from Jinling,
The guests have arrived. When he got off the boat, Zhou Zi muttered, "Don't say you are crazy about each other.
More like a xianggong!