Wang Wei's poem Bai Jinxi

"White stone in the west of Beijing, thin red leaves in cold weather" comes from Wang Wei's "In the Mountains".

Wang Wei-in the mountains

The stream of the river has been flowing for less than a day, and white stones are exposed on the riverbed. The weather is getting colder and the red leaves on the branches are becoming scarce.

There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by.

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Jingxi gurgled through the white stone, the weather became colder and the red leaves were scattered.

It didn't rain on the mountain road, but the open bright green seemed to wet people's clothes.

This little poem depicts the scenery in the mountains in early winter.

The first sentence is about a stream in the mountains. Jingxi, whose real name is Changshui, also known as Lianshui, originated in the Qinling Mountains in the southwest of Lantian County, Shaanxi Province, and flowed northward to the northeast of Chang 'an to enter Lianshui. What is written here is probably the upper reaches of the mountain. Mountain roads are often close to streams. Walking in the mountains, it is easy to notice the winding Qingxi, as if it were a companion. The weather is cold, the water is shallow, and the mountain stream becomes a trickle, exposing the white stone of phosphorus and phosphorus, which is particularly shallow and lovely. Grasping the main features of the mountain stream in cold winter, readers can not only see its clear color, winding shape, but even seem to hear its gurgling sound.

The second sentence is about red leaves in the mountains. Gorgeous frost-leaf mangroves are the characteristics of Qiushan. In the cold winter, red leaves become scarce; This used to be a rather unremarkable sight. But for Wang Wei, a poet and painter who is particularly sensitive to the color of nature, the red leaves dotted here and there are sometimes more conspicuous on a lush mountain background (as can be seen in the following two sentences). They may arouse the poet's reverie about the gorgeous autumn scenery that has just passed away. Therefore, the "rare red leaves" here do not give people the feeling of bleak and withered, but arouse people's cherish and nostalgia for beautiful things.

If the first two sentences describe one or two parts of the mountain scenery, then the last two sentences show the whole picture. Although it is cold in winter, the whole Qinling Mountain is still green and luxuriant, and the mountain road runs through the boundless thick green. Castle peak color itself is ethereal and bright, unlike tangible things that can be touched, so it is called "empty green". "Kongcui" naturally does not "wet clothes", but it is so thick that it can almost overflow the water of jadeite, so thick that almost the whole air is filled with jadeite molecules. People walk in the empty green, just like being shrouded in a green fog. The whole body and mind are influenced and nourished by it, but they feel a slight coolness like drizzle and wet clothes, so although there is no rain on the mountain road, they can feel it naturally. This is an unreal feeling, a spiritual pleasure produced by the complex effects of vision, touch and feeling. The contradiction between the word "empty" and the word "wet" came together in this spiritual pleasure.

Zhang Xu's "Stay in the Mountain" said: "Mysteriously, even if there is no rain, you will get clothes in the depths of the clouds." Touching clothes is a true writing, which shows another beautiful realm where clouds lock the mountains; The "wet clothes" in Wang Wei's Shan Jutu is an illusion and an illusion, which expresses the poetry of dark green mountains. The same scenery in the mountains, the same clothes, but the same works and different songs are wonderful. True art never repeats itself.

This mountain winter scene, which is composed of white stone, red leaves and boundless thick green, is full of poetry and painting, without bleak and lonely artistic conception. Compared with some poems written by the author, it is inevitable that there will be cold nothingness if they are devoted to the realm of tranquility. This poem seems to be healthier in emotion and aesthetic taste.