What poems or words are there about "people are painting"!

Two orioles sing green willows,

A line of egrets rose into the sky.

The window contains autumn snow in Xiling,

Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Ship.

Recalling Xishan for a long time, Lingyin Temple is surrounded by three pillars.

A few trips to Joan Hinton Pavilion, such as clear autumn.

When the white ape saw climbing a tree, he shouted where to go.

Don't look at the aperture several times, there is always a peak missing.

An old fisherman spent the night here, under the cliff in the west,

Small Qing Ji incense burning bamboo.

Then, at sunrise, he walked through the fog.

This is a green landscape.

I turned around and saw the waves coming from heaven.

Clouds on the cliff floated leisurely one after another.

Get on a boat and wave a pair of oars, like a frightened swan, skimming over the water. The sky is blue, the color is clear, the mountains and mountains are bright, as far as the river, and the waves are as flat as a mirror.

Swimming fish, counting, appearing like running water from time to time; By the water, egret point, relax.

The stream during the day is crystal clear; Dawn river, cold and frost; The stream next month is a bright crystal world.

Hills on both sides of the strait, looking at the depth, picturesque; Seen from the route, the curve is tortuous, like a screen. Yan Guang smiled in vain this year and never really enjoyed the scenery of this beautiful place.

The emperor and the hermit are now like a dream, leaving only an empty name.

There are only distant mountains and mountains; White clouds in the mountains, wind changes; Xiao Shan Xiao, want to drop green.