The first word of a poem is Jiang.

Birds in the river are white, and mountains are blue and white.

Two Poems by Du Fu (Ⅱ)

Birds on the river wall are too white,

These mountains are blue and white.

I watched it again this spring,

When is the year of reunification?

This poem was written by Du Fu after he entered Shu, expressing his feelings in a foreign land. "The birds in the river are white, and the mountains are blue and white." This is a landscape painting embedded in a frame. The paper is full of ink, and the painting is colorful and fascinating.

Take away the charm. You see, the blue waves are rippling all over the river, revealing white water birds, skimming over the river, what a pleasant scenery! Full of green is full of mountains and plains, and there are flowers as red as burning fire everywhere. It's so beautiful.

Well done! White bird feathers are lined with river walls, and blue and white set each other off; Green hills are lined with red flowers, and green and red compete. The word "Guo" uses the blue sediment of the river to make the waterfowl whiter and whiter, and it is very graphic.

Reason; And a word "desire" endows the flower with anthropomorphic dynamics and swaying. There are four poetic images of rivers, mountains, flowers and birds, which are depicted in four colors: green, green, red and white. The scene is fresh and pleasing to the eye.

However, the poet's will is not here, and then, the pen path turns sharply and sighs.

"I saw it again this spring. When is the year of return?" The word "read through" in the sentence refers directly to the season of writing poetry. The scenery in late spring and early summer is not beautiful, but it is a pity that the years have passed and the return date is far away, which not only does not arouse the interest of playing, but evokes the sadness of wandering.

The artistic feature of this poem is to write sadness with joy. Only by saying that spring is harmonious can we compare the poet's eagerness to return home. It does not reveal homesickness directly from the scenery, but compares the poet's deep homesickness with the difference between objective scenery and subjective feelings.

On the rippling river, white water birds leap from the paper. The mountains are green and dripping, and the flowers everywhere are extremely red, just like a burning fire.

Let's see this spring, when is the year of return? "

Spring has passed again this year. When shall I go home?