"The pine trees contain the sound in the wind, and the flowers have their shadows in the pond"--"Send a message to my brother in the forest garden"
"The rivers and lakes are white at sunset, and the sky and earth are green when the tide comes"--"Send a message to my brother-in-law" " Scenes such as flowers in the pond, sunset, desert, etc. appear in my mind, which can be said to have a long meaning.
Look at the following representative poems, which are a complete combination of movement, color, and imagination. It makes people "forget about their life experience after reading it, and all thoughts are silent, not to mention that there is such a wonderful interpretation in the sound and rhythm."
"Ten thousand valleys have towering trees, thousands of mountains are ringing with cuckoos. A night of rain in the mountains, there are hundreds of springs under the trees." - "Farewell to Zizhou Li Shijun"
After the new rain in the empty mountains, The weather is late for autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay. -- "Mountain Dwelling in the Twilight of Autumn"
No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but one can hear people's voices. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again - "Deer and Chai"
In addition to Wang Wei, Meng Haoran's poems are also full of imagination.
For example:
The sound of wind and rain at night can tell how many flowers have fallen. -- "Spring Dawn"
The green trees are close to the village, and the green mountains are sloping outside. -- "Passing the Old Friend's Village"
The clouds are steaming over Mengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. -- "A gift to Prime Minister Zhang near Dongting Lake"
The sky is wide and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to the people. -- "Su Jian Dejiang"
There are also poems by Li Qingzhao
I often remember that the sun is setting in Xiting, and I am so drunk that I don’t know my way back. Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers. Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons. -- "Like a Dream"
Last night it rained and the wind blew, and I couldn't get rid of the remaining wine after a deep sleep. I tried to ask the person behind the curtain, but the crabapples were still the same. Do you know, do you know, it should be green fat, red and thin.
--"Like a Dream"