What? Standing in the autumn evening.

An autumn night in Tang Wang Wei's mountain area

An autumn night in the mountains (Wang Wei)

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

After a new rain, my valley became quieter and quieter. As night falls, a cool breeze blows gently, which makes people feel more autumn. The bright moonlight reflected the pine forest, and the spring water gurgled over the stone. There were bursts of laughter and laughter in the bamboo forest. It turns out that the washerwoman is back and the lotus leaves are floating. That's a fishing boat going down the river. Although the fragrance of spring has long gone, I am intoxicated with this wonderful autumn color and still yearn for a long stay.