Looking at Snow in the Lake Pavilion is an essay by Zhang Dai, a writer in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. This paper describes the author's own experience of watching the snow in the middle of the lake, and describes the quiet and far-reaching white snow scene he saw, which reflects the author's yearning for the motherland, and also reflects the author's quality of not being in cahoots with the secular world and not drifting with the tide. He is far away from the secular world and enjoys himself, and has placed his sigh on his thin life.
The original text of "Looking at the Lake Pavilion Snow"
In December in Chongzhen, I lived by the West Lake. It snowed for many days, and the noise of pedestrians and birds in the lake disappeared. At about eight o'clock this evening, I took a boat, wore a fur coat and took a stove to see the snow in the middle of the lake. Ice flowers are all over the sky, the sky is bright and watery, and the sky is pure white. The shadow on the lake is only the trace of a long embankment and a small pavilion in the middle of the lake. It's just a mustard with Yu Zhou and two or three people on board.
In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, I saw two people laying blankets and a child cooking a wine stove. Seeing it, I was overjoyed and said, "There is no such person in the lake!" " Pull me together and drink with me. I tried to drink three glasses of wine and then said goodbye to them. Ask them what their surnames are. They are from Nanjing and are guests in this place. While waiting for the boat, the boatman murmured, "Stop talking about your Excellency, you idiot, and people like you are crazy!" " ! "
Translation of Looking at the Lake and Pavilion Snow
In December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, I lived by the West Lake. It snowed heavily for several days, and the voices of pedestrians and birds in the lake disappeared.
At about eight o'clock in the evening, I went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to see the snow with my boat, leather coat and stove. The lake is full of ice flowers, and the sky, clouds, mountains and water are white. The shadow on the lake is only the trace of a long dike, the outline of a pavilion in the middle of the lake, and two or three figures on my boat.
On the pavilion in the middle of the lake, I saw two people sitting opposite each other with blankets. A child is cooking wine in the wine stove. When they saw me, they were very happy and said, "I didn't expect people like you in the lake!" " "They dragged me to drink together. I tried to drink three glasses of wine and then said goodbye to them. I asked their surnames and learned that they are from Nanjing and live here. When we got off the boat, the boatman murmured, "Don't say" xianggong "is stupid, there are people as stupid as" xianggong "! "