What is life like everywhere? It should be like flying in snow. I accidentally left my fingers and claws in the mud, and Hong Fei was driving that complicated thing.
The old monk is dead and has become a new tower. There is no reason to look at the old topic with a broken wall. Remember whether the past was rugged or not, and the long road was full of people.
Mianchi County, Sanmenxia City, Henan Province Mianchi. At that time, Su Shi and his younger brother Su Zhe went to Beijing to catch the exam, passed by Mianchi, and spent the night writing poems on the wall of a local monk's house.
Many years later, Su Shi went to Fengxiang, Shaanxi Province to be an official. On the way, I passed by Mianchi again, thinking of Su Zhe's "Huai Mianchi sent his son to look forward to his brother" when he bid farewell to himself in Zhengzhou. He has a deep feeling for life, and is integrated with life because of his poems. Later, this poem also evolved into an idiom-"Red Claw Snow Mud".
First Meeting Songshan (Song)
In recent years, the pommel horse has been trapped in dust, and it is precisely because of the presence of green hills that I became pregnant. At dusk, the north wind blew away the rain, several peaks thinned and clouds came out.
In the second year of Yuanfeng, Song Shenzong (1079), at the turn of summer and autumn, the poet went to Luoyang to serve as Shouan county magistrate, and the journey was tiring and miserable. The word "Nianlai" reflects the poet's dilemma and loneliness, not this moment.
But it's been like this for years. Fortunately, the beauty of green hills can open people's minds. At dusk, the wind dispersed and several peaks emerged from behind the clouds. The mountain shape is thin and straight, without a trace of dust, which makes people feel refreshed.