Poetry describing the foggy scenery of the Songhua River

Deer

Chai

No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard.

The shadow returns into the deep forest and shines again on the moss

Mountain Dwelling in Autumn Silence

After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upward.

The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.

Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.