Help expand and write Zhang Dai’s Lake Pavilion Watching the Snow to about 700 words

The scenery of West Lake is characterized by warmth and beauty. Su Dongpo said: "If the West Lake is compared to the West, light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable." Yuan Zhonglang described it even more gorgeously, saying: "The mountains are as colorful as moths, the flowers are as bright as cheeks, the ripples are like silk, and the warm wind is like wine." And because it is close to the city of Hangzhou, there is always a lot of traffic here, ladies and gentlemen gather together, and singing is booming. Its bustling and noisy is rarely seen in other scenic spots. However, the West Lake described by Zhang Dai shows an unusual appearance. Only white snow and white mist cover the lakes and mountains and float in the sky. Other than that, there is no sound or color. It is a pure and peaceful world. For those who are familiar with the West Lake, because they are used to its beauty and prosperity every day, they feel its tranquility even more strongly at this time. It was as if the dance floor, filled with lights and lively sounds, had turned dark and empty, creating a particularly strange impression. So, what can people learn from it? Perhaps it is: behind the colorful and bizarre physical phenomena, there is a profound, unfathomable, silent and formless essence of the universe? Or think: all the prosperous scenes and all the beautiful things will be destroyed? But Zhang Dai didn't say anything, he just painted a pure picture, covering people's familiar impression of West Lake. The method of describing the scenery is very clever. The scope of the West Lake is neither too big nor too small. If you look at it from the lakeside or in the lake, especially at night or on rainy days, the water surface will appear vast and vast. If you climb the mountain beside the lake and look down, you will see that the long embankment is like a thin strip, and the boats are The boat is like a blade of grass, and the human form is like a pea. The author is like a cinematographer manipulating the lens, either looking straight up to let people see the sky and the earth; or looking down to let people see the insignificance of the scenery in the lake. Combining the two, a trip to the West Lake seems like a phantom drifting in the blue sea. Zhang Dai traveled to the West Lake in December, when there was heavy snow for three days and there was no sound of people or birds. It was also late at night, and he went alone in a small boat, obviously seeking solitude. In fact, life is lonely everywhere. For example, among thousands of people, you may not feel that you are surrounded by indifference; even if you are full of relatives and friends, drinking heavily, and laughing everywhere, it is normal for you to be ignored and confused, as if you are still on a stranger's road, and you feel that you have nothing to do with each other. It is said that life is accidental, and the so-called closeness and distance formed along the way are even more accidental. But the loneliness felt among the crowd is often accompanied by the confusion of loss and the sadness of being empty and without attachment. Only in the silent nature can loneliness be fulfilling and peaceful. So did Zhang Dai realize the emptiness and fatigue of life because of his squandering and indulgent life, and came to seek the refuge of life in this peaceful nature? But he said nothing. If you understand that life is lonely everywhere, you also understand that life is inaccessible everywhere. When Zhang Dai rowed his boat to the pavilion in the middle of the lake, he saw two guests sitting opposite each other and a boy cooking wine. It was a big surprise, and the article suddenly made waves. But this unexpected encounter did not ruin the fun of this night outing. Because each other feels the same taste in life and the same sense of beauty in each other. It's a rare opportunity to become a close friend for a moment, but never see each other again, drink three big whites, and wave your sleeves to leave. What does this opportunity tell people? Does it mean that humans and nature can have a mysterious connection, and that people can also connect with each other as long as they are free of interests? Does it mean that we are often lonely but not always lonely in this world? But the author still said nothing. Zhang Dai never likes to reason in his sketches. He just feels and describes life. In this travelogue, the author's attitude and behavior are just to watch and appreciate quietly. Wherever the emotions are more active, they are written by others. The "guest" is the one who is overjoyed to see his close friend, and the "zhouzi" is the one who murmurs about the "insanity" of traveling to the lake on a snowy night.

He is always indifferent, and seems to have a deep understanding in his heart that is difficult to put into words, which only makes the readers understand in their hearts