Beautiful poem of riding Hunhe River in April

"Crossing the Hunhe River in the evening", the poem says: The sunset is in the sunset, and the wild colors move to autumn. Birds enter the empty forest, and people come to the ancient crossing. Short hair came from the breeze, and the thin moon was beside the canoe. South of the city 10 miles, the bell swallowed the floor. Through the description of natural scenery and human activities, this poem outlines the beautiful landscape of Hunhe River. Like a fresh and elegant ink painting, it shows the world the scenery of Hunhe Ferry at dusk. At the same time, I also wrote that the poet came to the ferry, facing the red sun setting, the new moon rising, the silver waves breaking and the canoe rippling. Suddenly, I heard a low bell ringing in Shengjing, which touched his sad mood and expressed his infinite feelings.