Under the moonlight, the clear spring of Jiuxi 18 holes flows along the stone, how poetic! At this moment, I can't help reciting Wang Wei's poem: "(

Near the end of1February, the climate is mild and comfortable. The former residence of Lantian Mountain is worth visiting. I know that you are reviewing your scriptures (preparing for the exam), and I dare not disturb you easily, so I went to the mountains (for fun), rested in Master's temple, and went vegetarian with the monks in the mountains. On the way home, I waded through the water in the north, and the clear moon had reflected the battlements. At night, I boarded Huazigang and saw the water in Wangchuan rippling in the moonlight. In winter, distant mountain fires sway among the trees. You can also hear dogs barking like leopards in the deep alley. At night, the sound of rice in the village is intertwined with the sparse bells from the temple. At this time, all the servants are resting, and I am the only one sitting quietly, often recalling the days with you. (We) write poems hand in hand, stroll along the path and stand in Qingxi. The next spring, when the grass trees spread and grow, you can see that the mountains are green, small fish emerge from the water, Bai Ou spreads its wings and flies, the river bank is wet with dew, and pheasants are singing in the wheat field. This beautiful scenery will come soon. Can you enjoy it with me? If you weren't born in Minhui and have elegant taste, how could I invite you with such an unimportant thing? However, there is a strong interest in it! Never forget to miss it. The person who entrusted Berberis amurensis sent you a letter by the way, so I won't elaborate on it one by one. Mountain man Wang Wei said.