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Poems about painting fish
1. Poems about painting fish 1, "Painting Fish"

Ming Qianzai

There are no fishermen in the green waves and spring waters, and the willows are green and fishing. In March, the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River rested, and a pair of swim bladders put on peach blossoms.

2. "Painting Fish"

Ming Liu Ji

I love Hao Liang Le more than enough, so I chose Rabbit Ying to write a picture. The autumn wind suddenly recalled silver carp and heartbroken Songjiang septa.

3. The fish painted by Liu Jin in Cheng Yaqing's collection.

Ming Li Dongyang

Liu Sheng is also Dan Qinghao, who has not painted like this recently. Plain and clear retreat calls for muddy mash, but half-drunk takes off the palace brocade robe.

4. Painting Fish Songs (Huzhou Road Middle Works).

Song Sushi

In cold weather, fish fall in the mud, and short hooks draw water like plows. Zhu Pu's pulling and breaking of algae is chaotic, which means that the loach salamander will be left behind.

5. "Give Xu Zixu Painting Fish"

Song Wang Zuocai

I like to swim in rivers and lakes, and I like to watch real fish from fishing. Sometimes, when you sit on the stream, there is no wind in autumn water.

6. "Give Zhou Dongqing Painting Fish"

Song Wen Tianxiang

Watching the beautiful scenery of the monarch reminds me of my heart. The short brown waves are old, and the autumn rain is deep.

7. "Painting Fish Li Sheng"

Song Ai Xingfu

Li Sheng painted fish in the world, and he was handy as a disciple. The walls of the virtual hall sweep away the dust, and it is far more interesting to move the rivers and lakes.

8. "The Fish Painter"

Song Bai Yuchan

In the past, the fish painted by the monk's cave was 36 scales in Yicuipu. In Xu Gao's paintings, there are many fish, and the drum scales are a picture.

9. "He Zi Zhan Painting Fish Song"

Song Su Zhe

The diving fish is safe in the deep, and it is easy to throw the bait and throw the rod. Although Hengjiang set up a net, it didn't collect a hundred for a moment.

10, "Hezizhan Painting Fish Songs"

Song bingxu

The diving fish is safe in the deep, and it is easy to throw the bait and throw the rod. Although Hengjiang set up a net, it didn't collect a hundred for a moment.

1 1, "Painting Fish Jia Xiong"

Chen Yu

The spring river is mighty and wide, and the lake is full of new foam at midnight. The breeze blows off the roots of the blue clouds, and the waves are clear and clear.

12, "Gift Painting Fish Boys and Scholars"

Song shubangzuo

I am a fisherman in the Jianghu, and I cheer when I see the brocade scales. He added a fishing afternoon to draw pictures on the day he returned from the spring festival.

2. Poems about fish 1. [Tang] Zhang Ruoxu's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River": Hongyan flies in the sky, and the fish Long Qian jumps into the water.

The swan that delivers the letter can fly far away, but it can't fly to you with the moonlight. The fish that delivers the letter, Long Qian, can swim far away, but can't swim to you. It can only stir up ripples on the water.

Second, [Song] Su Shi's "Huanxisha": peach blossoms and flowing water mandarin fish fertilizer. Self-protection in a green bamboo hat, accompanied by green hemp fiber everywhere.

In the river, fat mandarin fish swim happily, and the peach blossoms floating in the water are so bright and full. A green bamboo hat protects itself, followed by green hemp fiber everywhere.

Third, [Pre-Qin] Qu Yuan's Tian Wen: Where is the shad? Where is the pile?

Where is the exotic shad born? Where does the strange bird pile grow?

Fourth, [Song] Liu Yong's "Manjianghong Twilight Early Harvest": Around the bank of Yanling Beach, herons fly and fish jump.

Around the bank of Yanling Beach, egrets fly and fish jump.

5. [Song] Ye Mengde's "Water Tune Songs, Vast Sky and Wide Sky": You can swim with fish and play in this wave.

The sleepy fish come and go, and return to the wave of the game.

3. Poems about Fish Let Fish Go

Year: Tang Author: Li Qunyu

Find a dragon early, don't wander in the rivers and lakes. It should be noted that under the bait, the touch is a hook.

Notes:

This is a masterpiece of philosophy, which is short and meaningful. Among Chinese ancient poems, the earliest poem about fish can be found in Shuo Ren in Wei Feng, the Book of Songs. The Dead Fish Weeping across the River in Yuefu Poems of the Han, Wei and Six Dynasties is a complete whole article about fish. There were many poems about things in the Tang Dynasty, but there were still not many articles about fish, so this poem "Flying Fish" is a unique and valuable work.

The poem of a fish night

Nothing is wetter than night.

Nothing but a dying church.

And a fish holding the bell.

Under the pale mercury, the fish cried

Empty iron anchor goes against the current

Fish as a respiratory substance

In addition to rocking the cradle of nebulae and weaving wavy pajamas

He will dream of the blade in his lifetime.

Dreaming of running in an empty street

Watching yourself grow tired in the face.

As if dying of old age on the rising steps.

The gray roe said

All the roes are owned by the tide.

Because of a strange gesture of the fish

The girl tore up the sea in the moonlight.

And the fish slipped from the ankle of the cape.

Chanting in a low voice about grass, air and Dante

Mercury goes to sleep ...

The cradle of decline is still shaking.

Moist fish are still underwater.

Open your eyes that have lost their temperature

He is still swimming in the darkness of poetry.

Give up the right to be born as water

For a fish,

The sea is a sunken match.

Polish the salt, the raging sea water in front of you.

Let the words that go hand in hand burn

Let some sentences sink into the water silently.

River fisherman

Song Fan Zhongyan

People coming and going on the river,

But I love perch beauty.

Look at a leaf boat,

In and out of the storm.

[Notes]

1. fisherman: a person who fishes.

2. but: only. Love: I like it. Perch: a kind of fish with a big head and a big mouth, a flat and thin body, a green back and a white belly, and delicious taste.

3. Jun: You. A boat like a leaf floating on the water.

4. haunt: flickering.

[brief analysis]

This poem, with simple language, vivid image, strong contrast and intriguing, reflects the hardships of fishermen's work and arouses people's attention to the sufferings of people's livelihood. The first sentence is about people coming and going on the river bank, which is very lively. The second sentence describes the mentality of people on the shore and reveals the reasons for "communication". The line of sight drawn by the last two sentences indicates the fishing boat flickering in the wind and waves, and pay attention to the fishing scene. Although the perch is delicious, it is hard to catch it, which expresses the poet's sympathy for the fisherman's sufferings and deeply exhorts the shore people who love the beauty of perch. The contrast between the two environments of "River" and "Storm", the two modes of "coming and going" and "leaf boat", and the two dynamics of "coming and going" shows the purpose of the whole poem.

4. The ancient poem "Fisherman's Song, Egrets Flying in Front of the Cisse Mountain" describing fish.

Zhang Zhihe Tang Dynasty

Xisai Mountain before the white egrets fly freely, the river, plump mandarin fish swimming happily, floating in the water in the peach is so bright and full. -mandarin fish

An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat, wearing a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain, leisurely and leisurely fishing, he was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery, even the rain did not go home.

Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene

Su Shi in Song Dynasty

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo grove, the ducks in the water, they first noticed the warm spring of the spring.

The beach was full of wormwood, and the asparagus also began to sprout, and the puffer fish was about to swim against the current, from the sea back to the rivers. -puffer fish

Fisherman on the river

Fan Zhongyan in Song Dynasty

The people who come to the river often only love the perch. -bass

Look at the poor fishermen, bobbing up and down in the big waves, swaying in a small boat.

Anonymous

Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaf He Tiantian! Fish play between lotus leaves. Fish plays lotus leaf east, fish plays lotus leaf west, fish plays lotus leaf south and fish plays lotus leaf north.

5. The poem describing flowers and birds asks the shutter man, but the begonia remains the same. Do you know that it should be green, fat, red and thin? -Song Li Qingzhao, "Like a Dream"

A little green and a little red, not much touching spring scenery —— Song Wang Anshi's Ode to Pomegranate Flowers

It's better to hold incense on the branches and die than to be blown down in the north wind. —— Song Zheng Sixiao's Cold Chrysanthemum.

In the former village of Zita Law, a branch blossomed last night. —— Early Plum by Tang Qiji.

Don't be boasted of good colors, but keep your breath fresh and dry. —— Yuan Wangmian's Mo Mei.

Mei Xuxun's snow is three points white, but the snow loses a piece of plum fragrance. —— Song Lu Meipo's "Snow Notice"

Wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time. —— Tang Meng Haoran's Passing the Old Village.

It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River that meets the monarch in the falling season. —— on meeting li guinian down the river by Tang Du Fu.

The lotus leaves are infinitely blue in the next day, and the lotus flowers are different in color when reflected in the sun. —— Song Yang Wanli's "Seeing the Woods at Dawn in Jingci Temple"

An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. —— a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou of Yellow Crane Tower by Tang Li Bai.

If you look at the red and wet place, flowers will weigh heavily on the city of Jinguan. —— Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Tang Du Fu

From a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me. —— drinking Alone with the Moon by Tang Li Bai.

Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, peach blossoms flow and mandarin fish are fat. —— Song Zhang Zhihe's "Fisherman's Songs"

Flowers, as high as my window, hurt the heart of a wanderer, for I see, from this high vantage, sadness everywhere. —— Climbing the Building by Tang Du Fu.

Flowers are becoming more and more attractive, and shallow grass can have no horseshoe. —— Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake

Jujube flowers fall on the rustling clothes and towels, and cars ring in the south of the village and the north of the village. —— Song Su Shi's Huanxisha

Go back to the boat at the end of the night and go astray into the depths of lotus flowers. —— Song Li Qingzhao's Dream.

My path has wound, through a sheltered hollow, of boughs and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. —— a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple by Tang Changjian.

Cranes drift early here to rest, and autumn flowers are slow to fade. —— from my study at the mouth of the valley a message to censor yang by Don Han.

Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. —— Qing Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Za Shi

Drunk with the moon, a sage of dreams, flower- bewitched, you are deaf to the Emperor. —— a message to meng haoran by Tang Li Bai.

Heaven and man would rather be clever than clever, cutting water to make flying flowers. —— Tang Lu Chang's "Surprised Snow"

When is the spring flower and the autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? -Nan Tang Liyu's "Yu Meiren"

Bloom can fold straight, so don't wait to fold branches without flowers. —— Don Du Qiuniang's The Witches.

Clouds want clothes, flowers, and capacity, and spring breeze blows over the threshold to reveal the richness of China.

A moment in spring is worth a thousand dollars. Flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. —— Song Su Shi's Spring Clouds.

I don't know if the near spray starts first, but I suspect that it has not disappeared after the winter snow.-Tang Zhang said "Early Plum"

When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. —— Tang Wang Wei's Birding Stream

Isn't it freezing cold, so plum blossoms smell fragrant? -Don Pei Xiu's "Wan Ling recorded the opening ceremony in class"

A peach blossom can fish three feet in one tree, and the boat won't return until it's drunk. —— Boating in the Spring Rain by Chen Jiru in Ming Dynasty.

Peach blossoms and flowing water suddenly go away, and there is another world that is not human.

Butterflies dance from time to time, and the charming warblers just crow freely. —— Tang Du Fu's "Walking Alone by the River to Find Fragrance"

When will the swallows return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water? —— Song Xu Fu's Spring Tour of the Lake.

Lonely grass grows on the shore, and orioles sing in the trees. —— Don Wei Yingwu's at chuzhou on the western stream

In bloom, mangroves are chirping, grass grows and egrets fly in Pinghu. —— Song Xu Yuanjie's On the Lake.

In March, the broken flowers bloom even more, and the little eaves swallow up every day. —— Song Wang Ling's "Seeing Spring Off"

Flitting, flitting, what am I like? But a sand-snipe in the wide, wide world!. —— a night abroad by Don Du Fu.

There is no choice but to let the flowers fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. —— Song Yan Shu's Huanxisha.

Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallow pecks at spring mud. —— Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake.

The bright moon surprises the magpies, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night. —— Song Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

6. Poems about flowers, birds, fish and insects 1, a little bit of green and red, not much touching spring scenery. -from Wang Anshi's "Singing Pomegranate Flowers" in the Song Dynasty

A red flower is dotted on a thick green background, and the picture suddenly becomes lively and enchanting.

2. a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. -From Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan in Tang Dynasty.

On all the mountains, birds have disappeared, and there are no traces of people on all the roads.

3. There are no flowers in the fragrant trees, and birds are singing all the way in Chunshan. -from the Tang dynasty Li Hua's "spring outing improvisation"

In the spring mountain, the trees are lush and fragrant, but there is no one, the flowers are blooming and falling, and the birds are singing all the way.

4, tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new and green. -"Moonlit Night/jathyapple" by Liu Fangping in the Tang Dynasty.

I feel the warmth of early spring unexpectedly tonight, and I can hear the sound of spring insects piercing the green window screen.

5, drizzle fish out, breeze swallows oblique. -from Du Fu's "Two Poems on Water Threshold, Part One" in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

The fish came out in the drizzle, and the breeze swallows slanting means that the fish jumped out of the water happily in the drizzle; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows are slanting across the sky.

7. I am eager to write nine ancient poems about fish. Hebo Qu Yuan and the female swam the Jiuhe River in the pre-Qin period, rushing to the wind and surging waves; Take a waterwheel and cover the lotus, and drive two dragons; Looking around Kunlun, my heart is flying; The day will be forgotten, but it will be extremely embarrassing; Fish Scale House, Dragon Hall, Zibei Que, Pearl Palace; Why is the spirit in the water? Take a white fish and swim with a woman in the river; Flowing in the future; The child fights and travels eastward, sending the beauty to Nanpu; The waves are surging to meet, and the fish scales are coming.

Adopt Wei, the pre-Qin book of songs adopts Wei, and Wei also stops. Said home went home, but it was still not achieved by the end of the year.

It' s a reason to be a family and a room. There was no time to rest, to fight with xian yun.

The pea shoots were picked again, and the vetch was tender. Said he went home, and he was so depressed.

The anxiety was burning, and the hunger and thirst were unbearable. The location of the garrison cannot be fixed, unable to bring the letter home.

The bean sprouts were picked again, and the stems and leaves of the vetch grew old. He said he went home and went home again in October.

But the king's errand is not finished, I have no leisure to enjoy the quiet good time. Worried and guilty, I can't do it.

Bilviho, the flower of Wei Chang. He Lu Si, a gentleman's car.

The troop carriers were up, and the four horses were tall and large. How dare you settle down? On January 3rd.

Riding up four horses, four horses tall and strong. The generals are sitting in the car, and the soldiers are sheltered by it.

Four horses were trained, with the bow and the shark's capsule decorated with xianggu. If you don't quit on the day, you'll get stuck.

Recall that when the original expedition, yang liuyi wind blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, the snow is flying everywhere. The road was muddy and hard to walk, and the thirsty and hungry.

The road is slow, carrying hunger and thirst. My heart is sad, don't know that I am sad.

Yulinlang Hanxin Yannian used to have Huo Jianu, surnamed Feng Mingzidu. Rely on the general's situation and tease the restaurant Hu.

Hu Ji was fifteen years old, and she was alone in spring. Long tie, wide sleeve albizzia.

Lantian jade on the head, Qin Zhu behind the ear. There is nothing good in a lifetime.

One is 5 million, and the other is more than 20 million. Unexpectedly, Jin Wuzi, I have a graceful demeanour.

The silver saddle is He Yuyao, and the green cover is empty. As far as I'm concerned, I'm asking for sake.

As far as I'm concerned, I'm looking for a rare dish, a golden plate for carp. Make me a bronze mirror, and make me red.

Don't hesitate to crack, how to despise the body. Men love their stepwives, while women value their ex-husbands.

Life is old and new, and the nobility and the lowliness do not exceed each other. Thank you, Jin Wuzi, for being a private lover.

Tang Shang Wei Jin Cao Cao Pu was born in my pool, and his leaves were separated. You can be benevolent, but I know it.

Many people are attracted to gold, which makes you part. When I miss you and go to me, I am often sad when I am alone.

Want to see your color, feeling sad spleen. Thinking of you is often bitter and sad, and you can't sleep at night.

Don't give up what you love because you are a noble man? Don't be cheap with fish, give up donating onions and onions? Don't be ashamed, give up donating money and money? Why bother when you leave, and why worry when you enter. There are many hentai in the border, so why not repair the trees! From the monarch to the solo music, prolong life.

Returning to the garden and living in Wei and Jin Dynasties, Tao Yuanming had no suitable rhyme, and his nature loved Qiushan. I slipped into the official career net, and has been away from the field for more than ten years.

The cage bird is often attached to the past forest, the fish in the pool yearning for the past abyss. Open up wasteland in the south and return to the countryside.

Around the house is about ten acres of land, and the thatched cottage of the thatched cottage. The elm tree is in the back of Liu Yin and in front of Taoli Luotang.

The nearby village of the nearby village faintly visible, the village drift Ni smoke. A few dogs barked in the lane, and the mulberry tree was called with a cock.

There is no dust clutter in the courtyard, some in the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely. Long trapped in a cage without freedom, I finally return to the forest today.

Chanting history, Wei and Jin dynasties, thinking about caged birds, touching four corners with purlin. Loving poor people, holding a shadow and keeping an empty room.

There is no way to go out, and the thorns are stuffed in the middle. If you don't accept the plan, it will be like a dead fish.

There is no wealth on the outside, and there is no storage on the inside. Relatives still despise each other, but friends are sparse day and night.

Su Qinbei lobbied and Li Sixi wrote a letter. Pitching gives birth to glory, and duh, the carving is withered.

Drinking the river is full, and your feet are not willing to spare. There is a branch in the nest forest, which can be a dashi model.

You Dongtian, Xie Tiao in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, shared the joys and sorrows, and joined hands in * * *. Looking for clouds and tired pavilions, looking at the mushroom pavilion with the mountains.

Far away, the trees are warm and the buildings are deserted. Fish play new lotus, birds scatter and flowers fall.

Not fragrant spring wine, still looking at Qingshan Guo. What does it mean to order the amount of fish in Tang Bai Juyi Longmen? The red-tailed green fin has returned to its original state.

It is said that a dragon may not be better than a fish when it rains in the sky. That is to say, in the Tang dynasty, Bai Juyi did not plow rice in her field, and there were few vegetables in the dry land wasteland.

If you miss the local customs today, you will see what your livelihood is like. The clothes are sewn with yellow silk and silk, and the white fish is salty after the meal.

Warm, hungry and cold He Zudao, the length of this body is empty. In Sushui Pavilion, the Tang Bao carved the colorful threshold and pressed the waves, and the fish scales were covered with Quyu.

At night, the stars and the moon are accompanied by hibiscus, such as staying in the Guanghan Palace. In Dongting Lake, Tang Caosong is connected with the air in the east, west, north and south, leaving only a small peak on the wave.

Long and Yueyang drum horn, never leave the cloud dream to turn into a fish dragon. Suck back the sun and the moon for thousands of hectares, paving the Milky Way with one weight left.

Until the robbery is over, it is time to have a feather man. Yan Zhongcheng, waiting in Nanchi, Guozhou, didn't go to the Tang Censhen Pool to treat each other, knowing that you didn't return.

Teach the willow leaves to grow, and make the pear blossom. When the horse is gone, the Pisces are empty.

If you don't understand your thoughts, you will be alone in the boat. Guo Zhou was sick, and he was pleased that Judge Liu had passed the water pavilion and Tang Censhen was sick, but he did not comb his face.

Seeing Junsheng taking medicine, the disease can be eliminated. Low willow * * * is a horse, and a small pond is comparable to fishing.

Watching chess unconsciously, the moon comes out of the pavilion at the beginning. Tang Du Fu's mausoleum in Han Dynasty, one of the five great generals, is still a gateway to Nanshan and Hulu for a long time.

Yesterday, the jade fish was buried, and the golden bowl came out of the world early. Seeing that Ma Xirong was forced by sorrow and sweat, he once flashed Zhu Qi to fight Yin in the north.

No matter how many officials guard the Jing Wei, the general should not break his sorrow. The fourth of the eight poems of Qiu Xing Tang Du Fu heard that Chang 'an was like playing chess, and the world was sad for a hundred years.

The princes' houses are all new owners, and the civil and military clothes are different from those of the past. The golden drum of Guanshan Mountain in the north is vibrating, and it is late to sign the book of horses and feathers in the west.

Fish and dragons are lonely and Qiu Jiang is cold, so the country is peaceful and thoughtful. In the Tang Dynasty, Tongbai in Du Guangting once lived here, burning incense and reciting spiritual books.

When the DPRK returns, it feasts on three mountain guests, and the streams are free to fly colorful fish. One peak of Tianzhu condenses jasper, and the magic lamp scatters red at a thousand points.

Baozhi always knows who gets it, so he can drive the golden toad into the void. In the Tang Dynasty of Shichi, Du Mu led the spring vein with bamboo, and the stone basin was deep and clear.

Scared fish turn over algae leaves, bathing birds loosen roots. The waning moon leaves a mountain shadow, and the high wind consumes water.

Who washes autumn medicine, comes and goes from the door. Stay in Tang Du Mu solitary at the tavern, I am shut in with loneliness and grief.

Memories of the cold lights back home memories of the past; Just like a lost flock of wild geese. Native place road is far too far, the dream come back at dawn, the family's letter will wait until next year to send it to this place.

Cang Jiang on the moonlight, the scenery is how beautiful, the fishing boat is in front of my house. Tang Du Mu, a hermit in Tongjiang, went to the tide to come to Zhouzhu Spring, and the mountain flowers were like embroidered grass.

How many people can catch bass under the platform of Yanling Mountain? Looking at the Guan Xiu Sea in Tang Dynasty in the South China Sea in the evening, the sails flew in the sky. Don't hang up your armor when you are crazy. The Lord is hanging down his clothes.

The wind is evil, the giant fish come out, and the mountains are faint. No one knows this meaning, and sings to the moon.

In the mid-Tang Dynasty in Hunan, Han Yu's ape worried about fish jumping over the waves, which was circulated as Miluo since ancient times. The river is floating around the green and algae for worship, but the ruins of the quyuantoujiang have been lost, even the place where the memorial can not be found, only the fisherman on the river side song is still audible.

Watching the fish pond Tang Li Bai watched the fish on the blue pond, and the wood fell on the pond and the water was clear. At sunset, purple scales jump and round waves are everywhere.

Cool smoke and floating bamboo are exhausted, and the autumn moon shines on Shaming. Why should the surging waves go? I can't help it.

8. Poems about fish A poem about a night of fish

-to S.

Nothing is wetter than night.

Nothing but a dying church.

And a fish holding the bell.

Under the pale mercury, the fish cried

Empty iron anchor goes against the current

Fish as a respiratory substance

In addition to rocking the cradle of nebulae and weaving wavy pajamas

He will dream of the blade in his lifetime.

Dreaming of running in an empty street

Watching yourself grow tired in the face.

As if dying of old age on the rising steps.

The gray roe said

All the roes are owned by the tide.

Because of a strange gesture of the fish

The girl tore up the sea in the moonlight.

And the fish slipped from the ankle of the cape.

Chanting in a low voice about grass, air and Dante

Mercury goes to sleep ...

The cradle of decline is still shaking.

Moist fish are still underwater.

Open your eyes that have lost their temperature

He is still swimming in the darkness of poetry.

Give up the right to be born as water

For a fish,

The sea is a sunken match.

Polish the salt, the raging sea water in front of you.

Let the words that go hand in hand burn

Let some sentences sink into the water silently.

For the picture of hairtail made by Wu Fanggu, Wang Lanruo wrote a poem after viewing the picture, saying: In order to ask if you bought seafood, raw onion and silver were brought into the picture. It is vivid and full of charm, and it is worthy of being a Confucian.