Original text:
The west wind is haggard, and the frozen clouds and flowing water level the bridge. No yellow leaves fluttering. Crow, it's three or four o'clock. There's nothing to worry about.
Clouds are heavier than the thatched cottage in the west village, lest they burn together. So as to stay in the spring night. Sanjue next year, fight back to the waist of Xiaolou.
Appreciate:
This is a poem about things, a poem about willows. The first part of this word is to write the scenery around Lengliu, and decorate autumn with many scenery. "Condensing clouds and flowing water level the bridge" and "three or four cock crows" are all beautiful sentences. The next film is "refined" and "coarse" side by side, which is especially valuable. Poetry about objects is the bulk of classical poetry, but its original intention is that "objects" are the shell, the medium, and lyricism is the essence and the core. Therefore, the work of reciting things needs to imitate divinity instead of giving shape, and at the same time, it should be inseparable and maintain a proper proper limit. Taking this small print as a balance, writing a cold willow is meaningful and has a sound outside the string. This is called "having substance in words". The title of this word is "Cold Willow", but there is not a word "willow" throughout, but it is sung, written and empathetic everywhere, which shows that the author's technique is ingenious.