Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

Central idea: This poem quickly captures the ever-changing natural scenery on the lake: clouds turning, rain pouring, wind rolling and clear Wan Li, and depicts the beautiful rain scene of Wanghulou.

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Dark clouds surge up, just like splashing ink, but a mountain is exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splash caused by heavy rain is like white beads and gravel, splashing on the boat.

Suddenly, the wind swept in and dispersed the dark clouds all over the sky. The water in the West Lake was as blue as a mirror, bright and gentle.

The first sentence says clouds: black clouds are like spilled black ink, and the mountains have not been built yet. The poem compares the dark clouds to "turning ink", which is vivid.

The second sentence says rain: white and bright rain drops on the lake, splashing countless splashes and jumping into the cabin in disorder. Using "jumping beads" to describe raindrops is vivid and colorful. A word "no" highlights the ever-changing weather; A word "jump", a word "chaos", wrote a big storm and torrential rain.

The third sentence is about the wind: suddenly, the strong wind swept across the earth, blowing off the rain on the lake and dispersing the clouds. The word "suddenly" is used lightly, but it highlights the rapid change of the sky and shows the great power of the wind.

The last sentence is about the sky and water: after the rain, it is clear and calm. The poet boarded the building, looked at the railing and saw that there was no water on the lake, and the water reflected the sky. The color of water is as clear as the sky, and the color is blue. What about the wind? Where is the cloud? I don't know where they all went, as if nothing had happened just now.

First on the boat, then on the roof, the poet quickly captured the ever-changing natural scenery on the lake: clouds turning, rain pouring, wind rolling, sunny and fine, writing far and near, moving and quiet, vivid and affectionate. Reading, you will have an immersive feeling-as if you had experienced a sudden rain in the lake and came to Wang Hu Tower to enjoy the beautiful scenery of water and sky.