二十年前,居孤山东缘,伴平湖秋月,常于夕照中望宝石诸峰,感秋风楚楚,空谷回音。那葛岭如一片横屏,兜着湖水,点点滴滴洒落满山的醉色。湖里的云山更似灵透,只让那真正的葛岭空茫茫,一片浓稠。待得月上北山,萤光漫洒下来,山岭蓦然间变得剔透,山形被勾出浓密淡疏,山腹中闪露摇曳的淡彩,如几点声籁,守着夜的边缘,让人倍感“风清觉时凉,明月天色高”。 Twenty years ago, the home Gushan East edge, with Pinghu Moon, often in the sunset looking at the stones, feeling autumn clear, empty valley echo. Ge Ling, such as a horizontal screen, pocket the lake, bit by bit dripping full of mountain drunk. Yunshan more penetrating, leaving only the real Ge Ling empty, thick. To be on the moon north of the mountain, fluorescent sprinkle down, the mountain suddenly became clear, Yamagata was hooked dense, the mountain flashes of swaying light color, such as some salar, guarding the edge of the night, people times Feeling “cool when the air is clear, bright moon and sky high”.