Poetry cuts ice at night

the wine glass absorbs dew in autumn, and the poem cuts ice at night

The third photo account of Zhejiang trip

There was a little accident today. After several days of autumn dryness, the skin on my face is dry as hell. I had a whim in the morning, whether to put on some lotion or something. Probably took the wrong LP cosmetics, and my face was burning all day. Is it Chili water _? Make-up has reached this level $%&; ! Fortunately, I haven't reached the level of skin allergy, so it doesn't affect me to sit down happily tonight and write the third photo account of Zhejiang trip. And I think I have a very good title: the wine glass absorbs dew in autumn, and the poem cuts ice at night.

I wrote about the mountains in eastern Zhejiang and inserted an article about seeing the market on the road. Next, I should write about water, at least it is related to water. But am I a little stuck in the so-called writing routine? It's dull It's best to write blog articles as you please. You can write whatever you want, so why not consider anything else. It's just a matter of picking up articles when you're in the mood. Generally speaking, weekend nights are the most suitable time for writing. I treat writing as an interesting game and enjoy it as a happy process. Writing in this mood is almost inevitable, haha. But I really can't frown and think deeply, and I can only be satisfied with writing a little light, elegant and free from vulgarity ... < P > Actually, the best way to write about the water in eastern Zhejiang is to read photos. In this trip, there were relatively few waterscapes, and the mountains were still the main ones. However, after searching, there are still some water features that can be sent out to see. Of course, only photos are not enough, but also poems, which are elegant or beautiful or exquisite and wonderful. More accurately, it should be ci, song ci; Only Song Ci can be completely integrated with the landscape of eastern Zhejiang and the exquisite shooting of the landscape of eastern Zhejiang. For example, "the wine glass absorbs dew in autumn, and the poem cuts the ice at night", for example, "the hills are as green as eyebrows, and the autumn waters are as bright as mirrors", for example, "the water is horizontal, and the mountains are gathering eyebrows", and so on. Well, I'm going to start enjoying this wonderful process, choosing photos, editing poems, matching them together, and then revisiting the beautiful picture scroll I walked in on the East Zhejiang Road ...

The wine glass absorbs dew in autumn, and the poem cuts the ice at night X

, so I choose Wang Guan's divination operator.

operator, send Bao Haoran to the east of Zhejiang

the water is eye-catching, and the mountain is gathering eyebrows. Where do you want to go? To the intersection of mountains and rivers. Just take the spring, and send you back. If you go to the south, you can catch the spring, you must keep the scenery of spring.

Wang Guan was a scholar in the second year of You in the Song and Yuan Dynasties. He was an official and graduated from Hanlin with a bachelor's degree. He wrote a collection of ci, Guanliu Collection. Do not hesitate to admit that a talented person is a talented person, and his reputation is not boasted. The first half of this poem has always been praised. It is really a realism in eastern Zhejiang, but it is the essence of the text extracted on the basis of realism. Only by experiencing eastern Zhejiang can we deeply understand how appropriate and refined "water is eye-catching, mountains are gathering eyebrows" is, and the beautiful scenery of eastern Zhejiang is completely contained in these two sentences and ten words. Eyebrows are shining, which is a deep feeling of looking back at me from the mountains and rivers in eastern Zhejiang ...

The wine glass sucks dew in autumn, and the poem cuts ice at night

The second word, I want to choose a long tune to match the above photos. This photo was taken in Zhutan Mountain, nanxi river. In the evening, the light was just right; Found a cluster of faint and open flowers by the river.

Huang tingjian: the tune of water is the first song

Yao Cao and He Bi enter Wuling River in spring. There are countless peach blossoms on the stream, and there are orioles on the flowers. I want to find my way through the flowers, straight into the depths of white clouds, and show my rainbow. I am afraid that the flowers will be deep and the red dew will wet people's clothes.

Sit on the jade, lean on the jade pillow and brush the gold badge. Where is the fallen fairy? No one to accompany me. I am a ganoderma lucidum, not a red face, what is a long whistle? Drunk dancing goes down the mountain, and the bright moon returns to everyone.

What does red lips and red face mean? Does it mean what happens after skin allergy? ~ ~ I have been having a fever on my face today. Look at the notes. The red lips and red faces are meant to describe beautiful women. Oh, not me. "Yao Cao Yi He Bi, spring into Wuling Creek". Yao herb is immortal grass, which is unknown to people; Wulingyuan is a more extraordinary place in the depths. Only when the article is written here can we "display the rainbow", and Huang Tingjian's words have another profound meaning.

The wine glass absorbs dew in autumn, and the poem cuts ice at night

The third word, choose Su Shi's works.

su Shi: looking at the south of the Yangtze river, transcendental platform works

spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to look at the detached platform, half a city of flowers in spring, and a thousand in misty rain.

after a cold meal, you wake up with wine but you feel uncomfortable. Don't miss your old country for your old friends, and try new tea with new fire and poetry and wine while you are young.

The photo above was taken in Jinyun Xiandu. Why did you choose this word? Try to look up from the detached platform and see if there is a small pavilion in the deepest part of the photo. That's the Huangdi Mausoleum in Dinghu Scenic Area.