The shore is wide and sparse, and the waves are slender. You can't just rely on the threshold of danger to think about how long it is.
The rustling trees are far from the forest, and the autumn mountains are half sunset.
There are only a few boats sailing on the wide Yellow River, and the waves are rolling before our eyes. I climbed up the pavilion by the river alone, leaning against the railing, and my sadness flowed like a river.
By the river, in the distance, in the bleak autumn wind, there is a sparse forest, with towering mountains behind it and half bathed in sunshine.
Why is this an ancient poem describing autumn sadness?
Because this is a lyric poem about scenery, inscribed on the wall of a pavilion by the Yellow River. Since autumn scenery is the main scene, there are naturally some "worries".
The first sentence describes the scene on the Yellow River from three aspects. One is "width", and Wang Wan's "Until the Embankment at Low Tide Widens" was condensed into "wide shore" by the poet. The river is vast and the Yellow River is magnificent and broad. The second is "thin", because the river is very wide, there is no edge in sight, and the sun is going down. Nature is "smoke is hard to find trust" and you can't see the other side; Third, it is "sparse". There are few boats on the river. Although we can't see the lively scene of "winning every battle", it makes people feel that the river seems wider and the smoke waves seem thinner. What kind of feeling can the smoke waves on the river give people?
The word "thinking" in the second sentence answers the question raised earlier. What is the poet thinking about leaning against the railing by the pavilion? Maybe I thought of "enduring the tide to the sky", maybe I thought of "I would like to cross the Yellow River, and the ice choked on the ferry", maybe I thought of "The Yellow River fell into the East China Sea, and Wan Li surged into my heart" ... The resolute poet may be a little sad at this time, but how can he "hate his guts until it comes back" in the face of the Yellow River that "entered the ocean and never came back?
The fourth sentence is the best sentence of this poem, full of artistic conception. Reminds people of Bai Juyi's "a round of setting sun sprinkled in the water, half river rustling, half river red." This half autumn mountain is bathed in soft setting sun. Although it is not as gorgeous as "frost leaves are red in February flowers", it gives people a feeling of leisure, kindness and intoxication. As for the semi-invisible autumn mountain, the poet doesn't want to mention it, but what is his disappointment in front of this magnificent sunset picture of the Yellow River? At this point, how much aftertaste there is, let the readers taste it themselves.