"Ode to the Dusk River" by Bai Juyi

A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.

Poor on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.

The sun sets in the west and is close to the horizon. The last light seems to be "spread" on the river surface close to the horizon. The originally green, pure, slowly flowing lake water was dyed with a shining red.

After searching for a long time, this picture barely feels like "half river and half river red".

Su Shi's "Two Poems on the Lake after a Clear Rain, Part 2"

The clear water is beautiful 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.

A pure pool of clear water. When the weather is fine, the sun shines on the water, making it sparkling, bright and charming. On a rainy day, the mountains in the distance and the water nearby are shrouded in a layer of mist, hazy, quiet and intoxicating.

To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. ——Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"

The rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. ——Yang Shen's "Linjiang Immortal·The Rolling Water of the Yangtze River Passes East"

Thousands of sails are not the same, but the slanting light flows slowly over the water. ——Wen Tingyun, "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River, Freshen Up"

Walking to a water-poor place, sit and watch the clouds rise. ——Wang Wei's "Farewell to Zhongnan/First Arrival in the Mountains/Going to the Mountains to Send to an Old Friend in the City"

Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa on the water, and the host forgot to return home. ——Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing/Pipa Yin"

The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. ——Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms, Autumn with the Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots and Remaining Jade Mats"

The south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and the scenery is familiar to me in the past; when the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as the fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. ——Bai Juyi's "Three Poems on Recalling the South of the Yangtze River"

Today's drinking party, at the head of Mingdangou. ——Zhuo Wenjun's "Baitou Yin"

Between Jingkou and Guazhou, there are only a few mountains separated by Zhongshan. ——Wang Anshi's "Mooring Boats in Guazhou"

When the wind comes and blows away suddenly, the water under the Wanghu Tower is like the sky. ——Su Shi's "Drunken Book at Wanghu Tower on June 27th"

If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return. ——Li Bai's "I'm about to drink wine, but you won't see me"

Flowing water and falling flowers, spring is gone, heaven and earth are gone. ——Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha Ling·The gurgling rain outside the curtain"

Thousands of miles away, the oriole crows and the green reflects the red, and the water village mountain Guo wine flag winds.

——Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring·Thousands of miles of orioles singing green and reflecting red"