Small Qing Ji incense burning bamboo.

Then, at sunrise, he walked through the fog.

Alas, it's a green landscape.

I turned around and saw the waves coming from heaven.

Clouds on the cliff floated leisurely one after another.

In the evening, the fisherman anchored his boat at the foot of the western hills. At dawn, he picked up the clear water of Xiangjiang River and lit Chu Zhuxiang.

When the sun rose, he disappeared; Listen. There was a loud noise, and suddenly the mountains were green.

Looking back, he has sailed to the center of the sky; On the top of the rock, only unintentional white clouds chase each other.

Comment: Liu's Landscape Poetry was written in Yongzhou. In the poem, a "fisherman" sends his own song in the lush mountains and rivers, so as to reveal the loneliness and resentment of the author's thoughts of caring for mountains and rivers and political frustration.

The first two sentences of this poem are about night and morning. The first sentence is plain and natural, but the second sentence has strange words. "Qing Ji Xiang" and "Burning Chu Bamboo" are remarkable. Three or four sentences is strange. They say "smoke sells sunrise", but "people go to the building". Suddenly, "money is sound", people are in the distant mountains and green waters. This strange and interesting coinage outlines a sweet and mysterious realm, which makes us see through the lonely mood of the poet's bumpy career. At the end of the sentence, further render the lonely atmosphere. There are only "unintentional" white clouds behind Looking Back at the Sky, which can be described as lingering.

The phrase "money is a green landscape" has always been appreciated and praised by poets. Although "green" is a word, it is alive all over the country.