Don Liu Changqing
Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night. The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.
The first two sentences look forward to the destination of Che Ling in the desolate mountain forest. The bell in the temple is ringing far away, and it is dusk when it is lit, as if urging Che Ling to return to the mountain. The last two sentences are about Che Ling's farewell and return. Che Ling, wearing a hat and covered with the afterglow of the sunset, walked alone to Qingshan, further and further. The poet stood for a long time, and the image of seeing his friends go away is still very vivid. Parting is mostly sad, but this farewell poem has a leisurely mood and the author's lonely mood.
02. Climb Yueyang Tower
Don du fu
I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water. There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.
Dongting Lake, which has heard a lot about it for a long time, was lucky enough to climb the Yueyang Tower by the lake today. The vast Great Lakes separate the southeast of Wu Chu, and heaven and earth seem to float on the lake day and night. Wandering relatives and friends don't say a word, and the old and weak live in this lonely boat. The war in Guanshan North has not stopped. I looked out of the window and exchanged tears with my family. In his works, the poet described the spectacular scene of Yueyang Tower, reflected the misfortune in his later years, and expressed his feelings of worrying about the country and the people. The whole poem shows Du Fu's long-cherished wish of going upstairs to enjoy the beautiful scenery, while still worrying about the country and the people.
03. Li Zhou Du Nan
Tang Wen Ting Yun
The water is sparkling under the setting sun, the curved island shore is endless, and the hillside is green as jade. Seeing that the horse has gone to Bo Yang by ferry, Liu Xiaqun on the ferry is waiting for the boat to return. The boat passed through the shallows, and the struggle between grass and grass was scattered around, and the little egret in Shuitian Bay Aha was swept away. Who knows that I am looking for Fan Li's heart? He can forget the worldly wisdom.
The setting sun shines obliquely on the open water, and the winding islands connect the green hills. From the river came the neighing of horses watching the ship return, and Liu Yin's men were waiting for the ship to dock. The vast sand grass scattered from the gulls everywhere, and the lonely heron spread its wings and flew over the boundless river fields. Who can float freely on the vast rivers and lakes in a small wooden boat like Fan Li? With simple and fresh brushwork, the poet painted a picturesque picture of his late crossing, expressing his reclusive feelings that he wanted to follow in the footsteps of Fan Li, forget vulgar thoughts, have no scheming, and retire after success, reflecting the poet's indifference to his official career and his boredom with fame and fortune.
04. overlooking the Han river
Don
Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine branches flow to Jingmen. The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky. These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .
Chu frontier fortress is connected with the water of Sanxiang, and nine factions meet at the foot of Jingmen Mountain. The river is rolling like a rushing world, and the green hills are always looming in the mist. Stormy battlements seem to float on the river, and big waves roll in the air as if shaking. The scenery in Xiangyang is really wonderful. I want to stay here with Shan Weng and get drunk. This poem can be described as Wang Yi's masterpiece. Almost all are freehand brushwork. It draws ink from the big picture and sees novelty in the ordinary. It is about the mountains and rivers that you can see from a distance, which is extremely magnificent and unrestrained. The whole poem is like a huge ink landscape painting, with a broad artistic conception and great charm.