A poem with exaggerated rhetoric.

Thousands of feet Deep Peach Blossom Pond

At sunrise, flowers by the river are redder than fire.

Wan Li to Rongji, the mountain is flying.

White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard. -Li Bai's Song of Autumn Pu

The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky. -Li Bai sleeps in the mountain temple

Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats. -Li Bai

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Snow

How does the Yellow River water get out of heaven —— Li Bai's Into the Wine

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

The railing of Hanhai is a hundred feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds are bleak and Wan Li is condensed.