Snow in thousands of feet ―― Thirty-six landscape poems by chengde mountain resort.

Qing? Qianlong

Travel in the mountains and spring, and the words are not outstanding.

The villa is close at hand, and the wall is resplendent.

Every time you dismount, it will be clear for you.

Thousands of feet of snow, stored in a flat place.

Songtao spreads eaves and the bottom of the gorge rustles.

Or be generous and sad for a brave husband.

When I was a child, I looked at you.

Or the phoenix dancing for gold came to an abrupt end.

Or a crisp silk tube, played in the clouds.

The bamboo stove is also nearby, cooking with a live fire.

Colorless and fragrant, who can believe this language?

Explanation:

Travel in the mountains in spring and read at noon. Close to the villa, build a magnificent house by the gable. Dismount and rest here every time you come. Many rooms make people feel bright, quiet and comfortable. The difference is that it suddenly snows in front of the door here, and the snow touches the spring to form a lake with a small continent in it. Songtao came from generate under the eaves of this magnificent building, and all kinds of sounds came from the bottom of the canyon. Sometimes he sounds like a strong man and sings passionately. Sometimes it's like women getting together and whispering. Sometimes, just like the sound of stones colliding, a phoenix comes to dance after a sudden stop. Sometimes it is as clear as orchestral percussion, making the walking clouds still. The bamboo stove for boiling water is on one side, collecting firewood and making tea with appropriate fire.

Li Jianli shoumo