Drinking on the lake, two poems (Part One) by Su Shi, "First Clear and Later Rain", the clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, and the mountains are empty and covered with rain, which is also strange. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.

"Drinking on the Lake, First Sunny and Later Rain, Two Poems" by Su Shi, the clear water is beautiful only when the water is shining, but the mountains are empty and covered with rain, which is also strange. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup. It is a collection of poems written by Su Shi, a writer in the Song Dynasty.

These two poems praising the beauty of the West Lake were written when the poet was serving as the general magistrate of Hangzhou. The second one is widely circulated. This poem is not a description of a single scene or a momentary scene of the West Lake, but a comprehensive description and summary of the beautiful scenery of the West Lake. Especially the last two sentences are considered to be an appropriate comment on the West Lake.

Sentences describing Suzhou and Hangzhou

The bow of the boat is grinded into fine strands, the stern is full of fragrant jade, the short and long strips brush the long embankment, and the oriole is singing on it. The smoke and ribbons cannot be hidden under the green curtain, and a sound is heard in the west of the painted bridge. At the beginning of autumn, a leaf of Gao Wu falls, and the old sojourn in the long corridor is passed away. The moon passes through the blue window and I drink wine tonight, and the rain dims the red walls last year. The dew in the jade pond is cold, the hibiscus is shallow, the Qiong trees are windy, and the grass is tall and sparse. Tomorrow I will set sail and go further east, and the immortal will laugh like a perch.

The solitary cattails are boundless and the water is vast, and the lotus flowers bloom at night and are fragrant with the wind and dew. To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is flat at the bottom of the clouds. The nights are longer when there are fewer people in Aiguan, and the trees in the distance of Gusu city are green. The tide of the lake falls and the tall buildings are scattered, and the river and Han return to the Guangdian in autumn. The moon turns and the magpie shadows move across the sky, and the red grass on the low dew is wet with fluorescent light. Poet lovers in the literary garden should think more and not drown the hall in drunken music and singing.

In several places, early orioles are vying for warmth in the trees, and new swallows are pecking at the spring mud. The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and the Asakusa can be free of horse hooves. The prostitute's feast will leave Gusu tonight, and the guests will head towards Jinghu Lake tomorrow. Don't go out in a boat to look for Fan Li, and follow the five horses to look for Luofu. *When I remember Nan, I remember Hangzhou the most. Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we visit again?