Wang Wei's landscape poems are about structural pictures, which make them rich in layers, and even both dynamic and static, with a layer of movement and musical beauty, such as "the pine contains the sound in the wind, and the flowers are reflected in the pool" (< the forest garden is about sending a shadow to the house) And, after a night of mountain rain, from each summit come hundreds of silken cascades. " (a message to commissioner li at zizhou) "the dwellings of men seem floating along, on ripples of the distant sky." (Looking at the Hanjiang River) "The grass is ringing in the autumn, and the cicadas in the mountains are sad. (Work in the Mountains in Early Autumn) Another example is an autumn evening in the mountains: after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening. The bright moon sprinkled the clear light from the gap, clearing the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is loud and clear, the laundry girl comes back, the lotus leaf jiggle want to go up and down the canoe. The spring of spring may wish to let it rest, in autumn the hills of the sun can stay long. There is a long-term close-up view, looking up and looking down, cool colors and warm colors, and the sound of human voices and water, which fully combines the beauty of painting, music and poetry. The landscape of Wang's poems is characterized by light and quiet human nature. Such as Bamboo House: leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song, too softly for anyone to hear and except my comrade, the bright moon. The quiet bamboo forest and the bright moonlight made the poet angry, screaming in the sky, and feeling depressed. But there are so many thoughts that only the bright moon knows each other.
The ethereal charm is the soul of the painting scene in Wang Wei's poems. "Luchai" says: "there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice, where sunlight, entering a grove, shines back to me from the green moss." In the poem, the author deliberately described that he was alone in an empty mountain and deep forest, and saw a bunch of oblique rays of the sunset, which sprinkled on the moss in the forest through the gap in the dense forest. In the vast and complicated natural scenery, the poet captured the most fascinating moment, with simple pen and ink, and gave a quiet and quiet picture in detail, which was far-reaching and fascinating.