Author Bai Juyi
I'm already so surprised that my pillow is cold; I saw the window again.
Night knows the weight of snow; When I heard the sound of bamboo folding.
In the silent night, I hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time. I know that the snow must be heavy again, which makes the tender bamboo unable to bear the weight. Writing snow is not a direct description, but is derived from hearing. Coupled with the author's convincing reasoning, you have to be impressed by the poet's brilliant pen. Writing in this way will leave readers with sufficient imagination space, and they can imagine according to their own experience. If you chew olives, the more you chew, the stronger the flavor.