In fact, many poems in textbooks are extremely beautiful, but they are not delicious when swallowed. For example, I learned "Three Gorges" in junior high school, which is very short, but the words are beautiful and unforgettable. What should it be like: the mountains and rivers with "green pools and clear reflections", the first frost with "cold forests and empty valleys" and the early morning, on the one hand, reflect the capacity of smoke clouds in "Songs of the South", the quietness and sadness of Du Ruoshui and Liuquan, the fragrance and sadness ... Zhan Zhan is full of water and maple leaves are on it. "

Perhaps the background color of Jiangnan should be the peace and dilution of blue tiles and white walls. There is no reason to be melancholy about the rain image, which falls into the place names of Jiangnan and becomes the water side: Wujiang, Lanxi, Haining, Jiangdu, Huai 'an and Huzhou. The sentences related to Jiangnan are so beautiful-just like Liu Sanbian's writing about Sanqiu devils and Shili Lotus. He has never been to Hangzhou this season, and he really can't think of that realm. Even if tourists weave dust, they are still beautiful. There is also the writing of Li Taibai's Guan Shanyue, which is really a prosperous Tang Dynasty.

"The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. Thousands of miles to the wind, blowing Yumenguan battlements. " It should be a dark blue night with no beginning and no end. There should be a mountain running freely. Moonlight should be as bright as a white wall and as cold as a sword shadow. Maybe there is a long smoke before sunset, and the geese return to the south. Maybe there are thousands of lanterns in Jiao Xiao after the moon sinks, but this moment is the only way. Nothing is more suitable for the simplicity and simplicity of the northwest border than the silence of the vast world. The spirit of words can reach the sky, because the person who wrote this book has already traveled all over the vast Central Plains and Wan Li, and his mind is full of hills and valleys, so there is naturally a storm between words.