On the advantages of using random words in poetry.

Su Shi's "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia": The rocks pass through the air, the waves beat on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up.

A "chaos" means that the rocks are steep and uneven, which means that the peaks are staggered and go straight into the sky.

Xu's On the Lake: Mangroves bloom in Pinghu, and the grass grows and warblers fly.

The word "chaos" not only vividly depicts the endless birdsong coming from the depths of the red forest, but also shows the dynamics of orioles singing and dancing and shuttling through the branches of the forest.