What are the characteristics of Wang Wei's poems?

With a fresh and simple style, we create the artistic conception of "painting in poetry, poetry in painting" and "Zen in poetry"

1) Poetry is like a picture scroll, which is beautiful.

Su Shi once said, "Poetry is like charm and painting, and painting is like charm and poetry" (Dongpo Zhi Lin). Wang Wei is versatile. He brought the essence of painting into the world of poetry, and painted vivid works for us in a spiritual language, either romantic, ethereal or distant.

Wang Wei's landscape poems pay attention to structural pictures, which make them rich in layers, even dynamic and beautiful in tone and sound, more dynamic and musical, such as "Song is full of wind and flowers are spent in the shadow of the pool" ("Lin Yuan is a matter of mourning for his younger brother"), "Thousands of mountains touch the sky and cuckoos crow on thousands of peaks, and there are hundreds of silky waterfalls on every peak after a night of mountain and rain" ("Letter to Zizhou Li"). (The Han River is near. Cicada in the mountains is sad at dusk. Another example is "The Mid-Autumn Moth in the Mountain": after the rain, the mountains are empty, the autumn colors stand at dusk, the moonlight in the pine forest, the crystal stone in the stream, the bamboo language of the washerwoman, the lotus leaf withered before the fishing boat, my friend's prince, spring has passed, what does it matter if you are here? . There are distant views, looking up, overlooking, cool colors and warm sounds, which fully integrate the beauty of painting, music and poetry. Wang's paintings are light and quiet. I played the pipa and hummed a song, so quietly that no one could hear me, except my partner, Mingyue. The quiet bamboo forest and the bright moonlight make the poet angry, scream in the sky and feel depressed. However, there are so many thoughts that only the bright moon knows each other. Distant verve is the soul of Wang Wei's poetry and painting. The poem "Chai Lu" said: "There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. The sun entered a forest and shone on me from the green moss." This poem deliberately depicts the author alone in the mountains. Through the cracks in the dense forest, sprinkled on the moss in the forest. Poets capture the most fascinating moments in the vast and complex natural scenery, and give people a quiet and peaceful picture with simple pen and ink, which is fascinating and fascinating.