poet
and
Jingting mountain
Closely connected, showing a feeling of pity and pity.
Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain
Lipper
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.
Birds fly without a trace, and lonely clouds floating in the sky don't want to stay and drift away slowly. Only when I look at the high Jingting Mountain and Jingting Mountain looks at me silently, neither of us will feel bored. Who can understand my lonely mood at this time, only this high Jingting Mountain.