An old man is rowing a boat. The moon is high, there are mountains behind him, and the lake is quiet. How can he write poetry?

The white-haired hermit by the river has long been used to the changes of time. -Yang Shen's "Linjiang Fairy, Rolling the Yangtze River East"

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

Thousands of years ago, Ge Mingyue, and Wan Li sunset. -Du Mu's "Xijiang Nostalgia"

The fishermen on the fishing platform are as brown as fur and set sail in twos and threes. Can be vertical, can be used to flow, the Yangtze River white waves have never been worried.