Standing at the top of the city to admire the scenery, I saw that a large area of ??land was barren and covered with lush weeds everywhere. We have also seen farmers using stream water to irrigate thousands of hectares of fertile fields, but now, no one is irrigating the cold mountain spring here, but letting it flow away. After the Anshi Rebellion, no one came here to see the gorgeous mountain flowers anymore. The flowers had to be left to bloom and fall. Although the birds were singing softly, they were still singing and listening to themselves. Everything was so quiet and desolate
"Yi "The grass is luxuriant under Yangcheng." The author stood at the top of the city to admire the scenery, and saw a large area of ??land barren and covered with lush weeds everywhere. Then, one stroke brought people's attention to Lianchang Palace and Nvji Mountain.
“Jianshui flows eastward and then westward.” During the Taiping Period, if you climb the “Yuzhen Road” where Empress Wu and Xuanzong once walked, you can not only watch “the sound of the stream flowing with echoes, and the smiling tree-headed flowers” "The beautiful scenery, and you will also see thousands of hectares of fertile fields irrigated by farmers using stream water. However, at this time, no one is irrigating the clear mountain springs here, but they are allowed to "flow eastward and then westward." In the past, the fragrant bamboos, ancient willows, strange cypresses, and green pines here attracted many tourists everywhere; now, not to mention those, even the beautiful spring flowers have long been appreciated by no one.
"The fragrant tree has no one and the flowers will fall." The emphasis on the word "no one" here expresses the poet's feelings about the times. It shows that after the Anshi Rebellion, no one came here to watch it anymore, and he could only let it go. It opened and fell by itself.
"The whole road along the Spring Mountain is full of birds chirping." The road along the Spring Mountain not only makes people imagine the beautiful scenery of blooming mountain flowers and melodious singing of birds, but the word "crying in the air" has become a way of describing sadness with joy. The noise and silence fully demonstrate the desolation of the mountain road; not only are there no longer so many tourists and poets, but also the farmers, woodcutters, and village girls have disappeared. "Self-falling" and "empty cry" echo each other, describing the poet's feeling of loneliness when facing the great mountains and rivers.