Du Fu's "Pavilion Night" When the day in winter becomes shorter on the elemental scale, it is the cold night of the end of the world. Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains. Wild cries and smells of war, I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn. Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world. ..
Meng Jiao, a poor man in Yimen, sings snow in vain, while the rich man in Yimen drinks alcohol. The sound of wine is idle in the snow, and the sound of snow is sad and decadent. Sorrow and joy come and go, and the spring breeze in Wan Li moves willows. "Looking at the Snow" The honeysuckle tree is twice as cold as waking up from a hangover at dawn. Is it gong, railing or jade railing hanging from the crane?