Fisherman on the river
"People coming and going on the river all love the beauty of perch. Look at a boat, you are in the wind and rain. "
In just 20 words, layers of contrast are superimposed. A plate of perch at close range is fresh and beautiful compared with the boat in the stormy waves in the distance. It is in this great image contrast that the poet's intentions and tendencies are naturally revealed, which makes people strongly feel that fishermen are in danger and their lives are as light as leaves. Here is full of the poet's concern and sympathy for these workers, expressing the poet's people-oriented thoughts and feelings.
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1, the pride of the fisherman Qiu Si.
"Qiu Lai scenery, hengyang geese to nobody's attention. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people are not sleepy. The general has white hair and tears. "
The whole word borrows scenery to express emotion, and the scene blends. The difference is that the words about homesickness and sadness are often expressed by bleak autumn scenery.
2. Su curtain
"Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn, waves, waves of cold smoke. The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The moon is lonely, and the wine turns into tears. "
With the magnificent autumn colors and lofty realm of the sky, the earth is orange, which sets off the deep feelings of people who can't sleep at night, high-rise buildings, drown their minds and miss their homes.
3. "Yujiexing"
"There are fallen leaves fragrance build by laying bricks or stones. Rolling up the brocade curtain of pearl string, the magnificent castle is empty, only the sky is faint, and the milky head is sprinkled on the earth. Every night, we can see the tulle moon, but the one we love is thousands of miles away. Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine. Wine has no entrance, but it turns into bitter tears. The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. Everyone has come to this matter and has no intention of avoiding it. "
The whole poem is soft, ambitious, and full of the poet's thoughts.