Song Yan Dao Ji
Dream of entering the smoky waterway in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling in the south of the Yangtze River, and never meeting the people who left.
I have nothing to say when I sleep, but I feel disappointed and dumbfounded.
If you want to make good use of this love letter, you will find that there is no evidence in the end.
However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and Qin Zhenglie.
In Yan's works, missing is a wonderful thing.
At the beginning of my thoughts, I fell asleep and traveled all over the vast road of Jiangnan. I haven't seen Iraqis, and I can't talk about the pain of disappearing. After waking up, the disappearance is even worse. Dreams are hopeless, so I can only play Zheng to tell them, but I still can't understand the pain of heartbroken.
The language of the whole poem is simple, fresh and gentle, the artistic conception is subtle and beautiful, and the modal movements depicted in white are vivid, sincere and touching, which embodies the unique style of Xiaoyan poetry.